Jess mutters bittersome complaints under his breath while he turns and walks away to go get Dean...
I separate my legs and motion Rory to sit between them…
She leans against my chest while I wrap my arms around her slim waist…
Her crossed arms set on top of mine…
Her body is relaxing against my own…
Her head resting on my shoulder, comfortably…
I press onto her, hugging her, protectively, showing just how much I love her with a simple action…
I look at her beautiful face with utter adoration and all of sudden my gaze falls down to her mouth…
To her incredibly luscious mouth...
I´m staring…
Gaping, probably stupidly…
With longing…
Burning with want and desire…
Just looking at it turns me on…
Filling me excitement and lust…
I lick my lips, subconsciously, and think about her own, picturing how it would look on mine, dance with mine, once again, for a second time…
Mmmm…
It looks yummy…
Soooo yummy…
I´m aching, aching to reach over for it and take it possessively, bite at it, suck at it with hunger, as if it were the end of the world…
Dean comes in, looking like shit. This was the first time I actually recognized something good about him…
His face full with blue/purple bruises suit him pretty well…
I´ve always thought he was a bloody bastard…
Blood, indeed, was covering his entire face, although it was dry, it matched his personality perfectly…
A dry, fucking, son of a bitch, that´s what he was...
Dean´s face hardened upon seeing Rory in my arms. He looked at me in fury and with abhorrence…
Dean: " Who the fuck do you think you are!? ". He cried with irritation, glaring at me murderously…
Tristan: " I´m Tristan,… ". Flashing him a cocky grin, annoying the shit out of him. Haha!. Mission accomplished!. " …although, if I asked whom you were, I wouldn´t be surprised if you didn´t have an answer, given to all the punches I gave you… ".
Dean: " Take your filthy hands off my girlfriend, DuGray! ".
Rory: " I´m not your girlfriend anymore ". His head snapped up and he looked at Mary with disbelief.
Dean: " Excuse me? ".
Rory: " I´ve been meaning to break this up for a long time… ".
Dean: " Rory… ".
Rory: " No, Dean, listen to me… ".
Dean: " Ror… ".
Rory: " We don´t click, ok?, we don´t fit as a couple anymore, we can´t be together, I don´t want to be with you, you have to be with someone else, someone much more compatible with you… ".
Tristan: " Poor girl… ". I muttered lowly, feeling sympathy for that " someone ".
Dean: " Shut up! ". He yelled at me, overhearing my mutter. I chuckled inwardly.
Rory: " Dean, just go, ok? ". She begged him feebly, looking tired.
Dean: " You´re not serious… ".
Rory: " Yes, I am, we´re through, we´re over… ".
Dean: " I love you… ". She cuts him off…
Rory: " I don´t ". Ouch. I know how that feels. It´s the worst thing a person can tell you…
There was a thick silence in the room…
I actually felt sorry and pity towards Bag Boy, for a minute though. KEYWORD: For a minute…
Dean´s face fell, awfully, and a cold wall was now up all over his countenance...
He looked really hurt and his eyes were set harshly on Rory…
Dean: " Guess good things always come to an end, huh? ". He half-smiled bitterly and walked away with his head down in defeat…
Rory and I were left alone with a gloom air for a few seconds…
The question he asked before he left was so damm depressing, it didn´t even sound as a resentful inquiry, it was more of a statement…
Tristan: " Are you ok? ". I was whispering on her ear and kissing it at the same time. Rory had been rubbing my lower arm, lightly, with her thumb, tracing slow, small circles and looking down at it with a lost look in her eyes…
Rory: " Yeah,… ". Brief pause. " …I´ll be fine… ". Turning her head over my direction to give me a reassuring smile…
Tristan: " Good ". I smiled back. She´s turning back to her previous activity again…
Playing with my skin and lifting my flesh a little with her fingers, so softly…
Tristan: " Sooo,… ". Short pause. I pull her closer to me, gathering her attention. A teasing smirk on my face… " …isn´t melady gonna ask her man if he´s ok? ". She laughed…
In a very angelic way…
She looks at me, with a sweet grin on her lips, I fight the urge to crush my own on it...
Rory: " Is my man, ok? ". Whispers, right in front of my mouth, her lips brushed a bit, purposely against the flesh…
Extremely cute and seductive all the way…
Sensual…
Her voice can be so relaxing,…like a gentle breeze when it hits your face…
The Hell with everything…
I´m kissing her. My lips developing an addiction for hers already…
I nibble and suck, I nibble and suck, I suck and nibble…
Her bottom lip is my favorite…
It´s too tasty…
It´s too soft…
It´s too enticingly delicious…
Tristan: " What do you think? ". Flames. Breathing sultry words between hot kisses is causing my body to burn in flames…
In flames of passion and crave…
Her tongue runs over my lower lip, aggressively, pleading my lips to part to grant her entrance...
Of course I´m going to let her in!.
We kiss in the famous French way. Her lips eroticizing me. Her hand at the back of my neck, rubbing it at times, pulling my head more down, forcing my lips to kiss with more fury and with more roughness…
She seems to be enjoying it…
She likes it…
She likes me…
Rory: " Mmmm ". Moaning now…
I´m giving her pleasure…
She´s giving me pleasure…
I open my mouth wider, as much as I can, and I claim every corner of her mouth with my wet tongue…
She´s driving me crazy and I can´t help devouring her, completely, I need, I want, I crave to feel every spot of her mouth…
It´s too wet inside, and I like it…
I´m the one moaning now…
My fingers toying dangerously with the edge of her shirt…
I´m being tempted…
I´ve always wanted her, not just physically, but also emotionally and spiritually…
Believe or not…
¿What´s the point in having someone´s body if you don´t have their heart and soul as well?...
That´s where the whole infidelity crap comes from in the first place…
When you´re not in love with a person, you cheat on them, because you could care less, after all, you don´t feel a thing, ¿so what´s the use in being faithful anyway?...
But when you´re in love…
Man…
That´s different…
They´re the only one´s you can see and respect...
The only one´s you can love and admire…
You have no eyes for any other human being except for them…
It´s like you´re living in a world where only you and that person dwell…
And it´s wonderful, it´s fantastic, it´s perfect…
It may sound corny, and maybe a little bit too sentimental for your liking, but Hell, even you have to admit it…
I admit it…
It´s the truth…
The greatest feeling of all will always be Love.