Behind red tinted cellophane 7
Reject waited a very long for BB to come back and she was growing more bored and restless as the time past. She tried watching some TV but it didn't help, she needed her music, without her music she couldn't sit in one place for very long.
Just when she felt she couldn't handle anymore the door burst open and in walked B looking a little more haggard then usual. He stumbled through the door swaying slightly looking as though he was struggling to keep himself on his feet.
"…B?" Reject said watching the man swagger into the living room with a sedate smile plastered on his face and a rosy red glow upon his cheeks.
"Reeeeeeject-o! I'm shoooo glad to sheeee you!" B slurred giggling slightly and nearly tripping, luckily Reject was there to catch him before he face-planted the coffee table, but then she noticed the smell.
"B…have you been drinking?" Reject asked wrinkling her nose at the disgusting smell of alcohol on his breath as she held him up.
"Yuuup! I also had a couple lines of crack" B said leaning against her with his arm slung around her neck and trying to grab her in a place she didn't particularly want to be grabbed.
"Oh Yeah!! I got you something Rejecto!" B shouted happily pulling something out from under his shirt and shoving it toward Reject. It was a pair of headphones, same as her old headphones that B had destroyed but ...newer.
"B…I…I don't know what to say" Reject said eyes widening in shock at the extraordinarily courteous gesture. She was completely taken back by this surely it wasn't the alcohol or drugs that were making him do this.
"Come on B let's get you to your room so you can lie down" Reject said carrying B down the hall. When they were in his room she walked him over to his bed and sat him down. She then turned to leave but suddenly B reached up and grabbed her arm pulling down into the bed.
"No…You stay with BB tonight" he said as he latched his arm around her waist. Reject was shock once again only this time it was out of fear and she struggled to get away but B was a lot bigger and a lot stronger then she was and soon she found herself underneath him.
"B please don't do this, I'm not wil-" B's lips cut her off before she could finish, but luckily Reject closed her mouth before he could get his tongue in.
"Oh what's wrong Rejecto? Don't you want BB to please you?" B said as he broke away from her lips smiling gleefully.
"B you can't, this is rape!" Reject said frantically as she tried desperately to push B off of her, but was failing considerably.
"Ah, ah, ah, Rejecto, it's not rape if you enjoy it" then with out another word he crashed his lips down on hers while holding her hands above her head to keep her from lashing back at him.
Reject's mind was becoming even more conflicted with each passing moment and she was not only struggling against B holding her but she was also struggling against her body as well. Her mind said no yet her body was saying yes, it truth, deep down she secretly did want him.
Her defenses were only shattered when B's hand dove right under her shirt and lightly squeezed one of her soft orbs which in turn caused her gasp. B took that moment to plunge his tongue in her mouth and stroked the insides of her small, wet crevice.
At this point a giant flock of butterflies was stampeding through Reject's stomach and a miniature war was being waged inside her head. Her mouth had turned into a battleground for dominance and Reject quickly lost leaving B victorious.
B broke away and began to trail open mouthed kisses down her neck, stopping every once in a while to leave love bites. B roughly tugged at her shirt demanding it off, this to which Reject complied to.
Her bra was also a thing of the past when B ripped it off nearly wrecking it. The common person would not call her flat-chested, yes given, her breast size was below average yet they were still big enough to be held in her hands.
B reached up and cupped both of her soft mounds, gently kneading and massaging while occasionally grazing his thumbs over her nipples. Reject's breathing hitched and B flashed his normal smile, Reject hated the way his smiles affected her, they were always fascinating, mysterious, cryptic, even frightening.
Even so Reject jumped she felt his ebony colored bangs brush against her collar bone, his dry cracked lips latched on to one of her sensitive buds while his other hand still cupped her other mound.
Minutes ago she would have never pictured this happening with B, let alone happening at all. Heat was rising throughout her body threatening to burn and beads of sweat ran like rivers down the curves of her back.
Everything was going swimmingly till B quite suddenly bit down on her left nipple causing Reject cry out in both pain and shock.
"OW!! Christ! B! That hurt!" Reject shouted pushing B's head away from her chest and rubbing her now bruised and sore nipple. B only smirked at her before diving down below her chest and started licking her stomach as if it were a delicious treat.
He continued until he came to her belt line and began frantically fidgeting with her belt buckle becoming increasingly frustrated. However Reject was more on the objecting side of this and pushed his hands away causing B whine irritably.
"Ah, ah, ah BB, you're still wearing more then me" Reject said smirking teasingly at B who moaned in protest. B stood up off and grabbed the hem of his white shirt and pulled it off with ease.
B possessed a very interesting and unique body, bony ribs protruded from his pale chest which was whiter then milk. Some parts of his body were quite skinny while other parts were impossibly well built.
B got back on top of the bed and went back to straddling Reject's hips. Reject was about to unhook her belt buckle when B pushed her hands away, it seemed he wanted to do this part himself.
"Uhh…B what are you doing?" Reject asked peering down her body at B who wasn't paying any attention.
"B, your doing it wrong…B your going to-"
Clink!
"B! YOU BROKE IT!!" Reject shouted, B had tried to force the clasp open and wound up breaking it off rendering it useless.
"B! You asshole! That was my only belt!"
"Then I'll buy you a new one"
He tugged her jeans down and roughly pulled them off. Just her luck, she hadn't shaved in a while but thankfully B wasn't making any snide comments about getting a rug burn, in fact he didn't even seem to care as he ran his fingers up and down her thighs.
He hooked his fingers in edges of her faded grey panties and swiftly pulled them off. The dark curls of her pubic region contrasted with the paleness of her skin. Though she never expected this to happen between her and B, she still cursed herself for not having groomed before hand.
B's hands grasped Reject's thighs, gently spreading them apart and massaging them at the same time while hooking her legs on his shoulders. It was inevitable at this point when was about to happen, but Reject watched with a bemused look as B's head lowered into privities and then suddenly…
"OhLordyJesusShitGodAlmightyFuck!!!"
That was all that could be said, for B indeed did possess an incredibly talented tongue. Somehow Reject gathered that B was definitely pretending she was jam, she had seen him on many occasions treat a jam jar the same way, that lucky fucking jam jar.
B removed his head from between Reject's legs and gave her another smirk which this time, was glazed with her fluids and then he sat up on his knees letting her legs drop off his shoulders to rest beside him.
"May I take off my pants? They're getting extremely tight around the waist"
Reject laughed finding it hard to believe that pants that baggy could be so constricting, but even so B got up off the bed and unbuttoned his jeans letting them fall to the floor. Reject gawked at his endowment, she never imagined B to be so well hung.
B crawled back up on the bed and sat between her legs and set his throbbing member down on top of her so that it was resting against her delicate folds while his hands roamed freely around her naked body.
After fondling her body for a good amount of time before one of his hands traveled back down to her weary patch of curls to touch her again, but when he pushed a finger in he stopped looking up at Reject with wide eyes and furrowed brow.
"B…what's wrong?" Reject asked in somewhat hazy voice as she looked back up at B with glaze half lidded eyes. B frowned and leaned down close to her ear.
"Might I ask…Is Rejecto still a virgin?" B whispered softly while Reject, on the other hand, was turning bright scarlet but slowly nodded in confirmation.
B's look now was a combination of worry, disappointment and guilt as he suddenly rolled over facing away from Reject nestling his thumb between his lips.
"Rejecto cannot be violated…She is innocent and B must protect her" he said in an almost melancholy tone of voice. Reject completely speechless and frankly quite pissed that he went and got her aroused and now he was laying like a lump next to her while she was all riled up with nowhere to go.
"No"
That was the only word she said before pushing B down on his back and sitting with her legs on either side of his waist just hovering over his thankfully still hard erection.
"Reject, what are you-" but a single finger silenced the man beneath her. Oh no, he was not going to get away now and she would make sure of that.
"I'm not going to let you leave me like this B" Reject said staring down at B who had now cuffed his hand over his face.
"Reject…you don't understand…this isn't just a matter of morals…this is also concerning your safety" B said in his usual stoic manner and despite being drunk, stoned and naked in front of her it did not change his demeanor.
"That hasn't stopped you before" Reject retorted glaring at B who responded with another look of guilt that did not suit his character.
"Reject you still don't get it, this is your first time…and it will hurt…a lot" B said looking up with an expression of warning in his eyes.
"And you know what B, I don't care…I don't care if it hurts...I don't care if it's the most painful thing I'll ever experience, I'm still going through with it" Reject replied without missing a beat.
"You may have made your point clear Reject, but you are missing the obvious fact that I'm not willing to go through with-Kyaaaaa!" before B could finish Reject quite suddenly dipped down and swept the wetness of her womanhood along his member.
"And I will say again I DON'T CARE!! And besides…" Reject leaned down next to his ear.
"…I want you to be my first"
B didn't reply, he just sighed and stared up at her his eyes half lidded with red tinted cheeks and his hardened erection still lying shamelessly against his abdomen.
Reject took a hold of his member and pumped him slowly for a few moments before lining him up with her entrance and then carefully she lowered her self down taking in his endogenous length.
It hurt…hurt like nothing she had ever felt before but tried her best to hide it well. She squeezed her inner muscles around his member trying to get use to feeling of it pulsing and throbbing with blood as it filled her.
B who had remained a statue underneath her the whole time finally brought his hands up and rested them on her hips.
"A-are you alright?" B asked breathlessly as he swallowed heavily. Reject shook her head at first then nodded panting quietly which really didn't make a lot of sense but luckily B understood and reached up to stroke her cheek as if to silently tell to relax and take it slowly.
Reject began to rise slowly and came back down again. She repeated this action from then on keeping a slow and steady pace with B's hands still firmly gripped to her hips guiding her movements.
She continued on going slightly faster but still keeping it a steady pace, she wasn't ready to finish. Instinctively she rocked her hips forward causing B to buck upward on reflex and moan as he dug his nails into her sides.
Things were not going as planned for Reject who was now finding it rather difficult to control her movements now. She tied desperately to slow down but her body worked against her and continued to grind at a fast speed no matter what she tried.
"Reject…"
His voice startled her but it was enough to make her stop, as if time had stopped. She looked down at him cocking her head to one side staring at him curiously through her sea green bangs. Looking deep into those orbs of endless red pools of deep crimson, so red but transparent, like looking though red tinted cellophane.
She always wondered what it must have been like to see the world in that scarlet tinted hue and seeing numbers and names scrawled above the heads of the living, to see the world through the eyes of Beyond.
B's long and bony yet still strong fingers were now squeezing Reject thighs almost painfully keeping her from moving.
"What is it B?" Reject asked in an innocent tone, so innocent that it sounded uncouth.
"…I want to be on top now"
Before Reject had time to react B latched his arms around the entirety of her body and flipped the two of them over. The move was so sudden that in the process Reject smacked her head against the wall behind the bed.
She went to rub the sore bump only to find that B was ahead of her as his lips gently pressed against the stinging bruise. Reject's eyes widened at the tender gesture, she had never been treated so lovingly not even by her own mother.
"Oh what's wrong Rejecto? Do you not like BB kissing your booboos better?"
Reject squeezed her eyes shut and smiled widely trying to keep herself from laughing but she couldn't help it and wound up going into a giggling fit.
After the laughing died down B kissed her forehead, then her cheek, then her neck and then lastly at her lips, no tongue just a gentle pressing of his lips. It was nice, better then nice but she wished he could go just a little farther, she just wished he would move.
B had put her decisive thoughts at rest with one fluid thrust, and she was very grateful that there wasn't a pause from that point on.
From Reject's point of view of the entire situation had been unique in it's own way, B had let her ride the waves of passion on top of him while he remained on the bottom was different, but now that she was on the bottom it was different story.
Being on top was like standing on the edge of a mountain, she felt free, it felt like she was conquering the world below, it made her feel like a queen. But now being on the bottom, though it made her feel a little less important now, had had its own quirks.
Though being on top may have boosted her ego, it also made her feel vulnerable, being on the bottom fixed that some how. B's body shielded her from the world, she felt safe and secure beneath him, as if his body had become her personal hiding place.
…a hiding place…hidden from the world…where nothing can harm you…
How long will this last?
10 minutes, 20 minutes, hell, it would have been wishful thinking if it had lasted 30 minutes. B had now adopted a more frenzied pace, so much so that the entire bed was banging against the wall with every thrust, but she knew with the way things were going he wouldn't last long.
Then suddenly she felt something a coil of heat in her nether regions that felt different from the normal from the friction that B was causing. Her blood boiled, her body shuddered uncontrollably and she felt her inner walls clamp around his member almost painfully.
B's face contorted into something that resembled pain and shouted out as someone had stabbed him threw the heart and Reject worried that she may have hurt him somehow but then suddenly Reject felt hot liquid fill her.
B collapsed on top of her panting and clinging on to Reject as if he was afraid some unknown evil would come out of nowhere swallow her up and take her away from him.
When B finally calmed down he rolled off of Reject to lie on his side yanking the blanket up off the floor and covering himself. Reject was exhausted and didn't want to move but luckily B was still conscious enough to notice this and he pulled the rest of the blanket over her before pulling her into his arms.
Reject let out a tired yawn and looked up at B who had already fallen asleep. B looked absolutely adorable, he was curled up on his side with his one hand draped over Reject's stomach clutching her side and sucking on his thumb with the other hand.
Reject smiled, cherishing this one moment she brought her hand up to his face feeling the soft skin under her finger tips. Reject tried desperately to stay awake, she wanted to enjoy this moment a little because she knew that come the morning he would be back to his old, bastard self.
She curled up closer to B and closed her eyes taking one last breath before drifting off to sleep.
…the husky smell of sweat of strawberries still remained.