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"..." : speech
Italic : thought
Chapter 5.
I rushed through the hallway back to my room, feeling more than just a little frustrated from a particularly difficult night class. Even more so, it had been so hard lately to keep my focus on any class, frequently opting for daydreaming about a certain boy that was waiting for me to come back.
The room was so dark when I came in, that it was hard to see anything at all for the first few seconds. Then I began to see a dim light coming from the bedroom. He was lying on the bed with the light of the laptop casting shadows over his distorted face. He looked... well, he looked downright scared.
Headphones covered his ears, flattening parts of his up swept silky spikes, and he stared intently at the screen, quietly whimpering now and then. I could almost hear his heart beating wildly. I took my time admiring the lines of his sculpted back and perky round ass in the flickering light, as he hadn't noticed me approaching him. Too caught up in his horror game, I guessed.
An evil idea seeped in my head and I couldn't contain a devilish smirk. I crept up on him even further and let myself fall on the bed, partly over him.
With a cry that made me laugh out loud, he turned around and looked at me wide eyed. As soon as he realized what had just happened, he tried to hit me everywhere he could. I was still laughing, which made the punches come even faster.
"You fucking asshole! You scared the shit outta me! Do you have any idea how scary this fucking game is? My heart almost stopped, you idiot!"
His rant would have been impressive, if it wasn't for his sexy voice and the fact that he was now trying to hit me with a pillow.
Just before he could hurl another pillow at my head, I grabbed his wrists and pinned him against the bed so that I was straddling his narrow waist.
"I'm really sorry Sasuke!"
Still grinning widely at his pouting scowl, I buried my face in his neck.
"I'm sorry, I will make it up to you."
God... His scent was so fucking tempting. I inhaled it deeply, my nose pressed against his skin. I just had to have a quick taste. He gasped and curled his fingers tightly into mine when I let my tongue slide against the delicious flesh of his neck.
My lips softly nipped on his skin, which was rewarded with a soft moan, which in turn, made me give in to the growl that was building in my chest.
I left wet trails of licks and kisses across his throat and softly bit in his ear. One of his hands had escaped my faltering grasp and was now clenched tightly in my long hair. Finally my lips broke their relentless assault on his perfect ivory skin and I lifted my head to look at him.
If there was any blood left in my body, that wasn't already travelling to my still growing arousal, then that wouldn't last long. Messy hair, wet lips and eyes so blackened with raw lust that they almost burned right through me. I had hoped this moment had been coming, but I was still hardly prepared for this intensity.
I hovered over his face, just looking at him. The flush on his face, this time out of excitement, made him simply irresistible. His eyes fluttered shut, as if they knew what was coming. Unable to hold back any longer, I lowered my head down and brushed my lips against his.
It was the slowest and sweetest kiss of my life, nothing but lush, wet lips moving softly against each other. Then he took my bottom lip in his mouth and sucked on it gently, his sharp teeth only barely scraping the sensitive skin. It took all my self control to not rip his clothes off and pound myself into him.
So soft, so sweet, so innocent and at the same time so teasing, so seductive and so fucking intoxicating. Damn it, he was driving me crazy. The feel of his silky skin, the addictive taste on my lips, my brain was working ferociously to process it all.
Then he slightly arched upwards, brushing his toned abdomen against my straining erection. I broke the kiss and let another growl roll out from the back of my throat. I heard him chuckle softly while he continued his relentless assault on my sanity.
I closed my eyes while the pleasure built up in my body. Just as I thought I was going to lose it, he let go and quickly rolled away from underneath me. I blinked, sat back down on the bed and looked at him incredulously. He just stood there, looking very pleased and very proud of himself.
"You fucking tease!"
I hissed through my teeth. All I got was an evil smile.
"Oh, but you have seen nothing yet..." he said while he unbuttoned his shirt and walked towards the bathroom.
"Clean yourself up Itachi, you're taking me dancing tonight."
I just stared at the closed door, still a bit unsure of what had just happened. "How the hell does he do this to me? And why the fuck do I let him?"
To Be Continued...