Me: Well, here is the 19th chapter. Same amount as my first story! I feel accomplished!
All: Oy!
Me: I only own my own clothes, though it's weird when my brother mocks me with my clothes. Well, here you go anyway!
Chapter 19: Green Control
Butch:
I let Buttercup jump onto my back to go into the smaller lodge that we're staying at. The minute she landed on my back I could smell the scent of sweet Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. I have no idea how she smells like that, she just does. And the minute we enter the small lodge, she jumps off my back and I hand her some food I grabbed for her. I figured that she would be hungry after.
I was walking behind Buttercup because she had walked ahead of me eating the food I'd grabbed for her. But I feel like I could explode any second because I'm not at least holding onto her waist. She opens the door to our room and walks in; I follow behind her and lock the door once I've entered. All I really want to do is kiss her or wrap my arms around her, and it is extremely hard to hold back and keep any control.
I begin bouncing on my feet because it was the best I could do to not immediately grab onto Buttercup and decide to never let go. She looked at me like I was crazy for bouncing on my feet. But she threw away the napkin that held the food I'd gotten her. Then she looked at me, a challenge in them, it made me smirk. Within a second I was pulling her waist as close as I could, to hold her to me, and her hands were pulling the front of my shirt down toward her, that way I couldn't break the kiss.
Best part, her sour apple flavored lips. Somehow she just naturally has lips that taste like sour green apples. She began to break the kiss; gosh dammit I don't want to end this kiss. I don't want to stop tasting her sour apple lips on mine. But she broke the kiss against all my protests.
"I don't usually kiss guys like this. Hell, what am I saying? Our first kiss was my first kiss. Usually I stick to kicking guys' asses for trying anything. They usually only try something once they've known me for years at the minimum. So why is it that I'm not kicking your ass just like all the rest?" She asked out of breath.
"Because then it's harder for me to help you get back home, due to the fact that I would just become a bigger pain in your ass. And I wouldn't really be willing to help you get home. Do you always overthink things like this and talk so much?" I asked just as out of breath.
"What do you mean talking? I don't hear any talking." She said a mischievous smile on her flawless face.
"You know-" I began to argue before she rolled her eyes and pulled my shirt front back toward her, causing us to start kissing again. I'm not complaining in any single way. I can get lost just kissing her lips. I start to trail from her waist to her thighs, all while still kissing Buttercup. I can feel her peeved attitude as I make it harder for us to continue kissing. But I lift her thighs up off the ground, causing her to need to grab onto my shoulders as I wrap her thighs around my torso. Making sure that our lips are still locked in our kiss.
This way she's a bit higher than me and it's easier to kiss her. She isn't making any protest to this. Actually she's acting in an opposite fashion, making the kiss deeper and more aggressive. I'm definitely not complaining right now!
I walk back until I run into the bed. I immediately sit down on the bed, Buttercup straddling my waist still. I break the kiss and begin to move down her neck. I can hear the racing beat of my heart; I can feel the rapid beating of her heart as I kiss her neck. I immediately start to kiss her on the lips again, wanting to taste the sour apple of her lips again.
Her hands move to the buttons on my shirt, she grips the sides at the top and pulls them apart. Thankfully I can tell that the buttons somehow stay intact even though she tore them apart. I feel my shirt slide off of my arms as her soft hands push it off. As soon as my shirt comes off, my hands are immediately pulling her snap button shirt open as well. I pull her shirt off of her, it immediately dropping to the floor as her hands go to my neck and my hands go to her now bare waist, pulling her closer to me.
I can't get us close enough though. I don't know what it is, but I really just want to get rid of all of the space between us. I can feel the aggressive wolf side of me clawing to get out. I feel like I could jump out of my skin at any second and become my furry self. Something about her just makes me want to let the wolf in me out.
But I have to keep control. I can't just let my control fly out the window. I have to keep control over myself, or I might hurt her. Yes, werewolves are fast healers, but that doesn't mean I'm okay with physically hurting someone, especially someone who makes me feel this way. Or a person whose saved my butt more times than I can completely remember to count.
I also have to have enough control to make sure that I don't do anything that she's not comfortable with doing. I have to keep control over my actions even though the chemical in my brain will stop me on its own as well. Now Buttercup is really someone I wouldn't mind going further with. I mean she is beyond gorgeous, she has the most amazing attitude, she is an amazing kisser, she can sing like a goddess, and she has lips that tastes like sour apples. But of course the chemicals in my brain would more than likely stop me from being able to go any further than this with her. Plus I'm not sure she would really be okay with going any further than this. I mean when we first kissed, that was her first kiss ever. This means that she isn't one to normally go around kissing guys and trying to go any further than making out with them, I am completely okay with that though. I don't want anyone else to know what it's like to kiss her perfect lips. I don't want anyone else to know what it's like to hold onto her and pull her to them. I don't want anyone to know what it's like to be in my position right now; I don't want her to ever be with anyone else.
Damn, I'm really overthinking this! What is it about her that makes me so defensive? What about her just makes we want to kick the ass of anyone who touches her in a way that I don't like or in a way that I don't approve of? Why do I want to be the only one to taste her sour apple flavored lips? Why am I still thinking all of this over?!
I stopped thinking about all the questions and focused on the taste of her sour apple lips on mine. I deepened the kiss even more and made it even more aggressive. I moved one of my hands to her thigh and followed it up toward her waist, causing her to gasp from my touch. I didn't hesitate to start French kissing her. And she didn't hesitate to melt into it all the same. My hands went back to her waist as her hands found their way into my naturally spiky black hair, gripping it with some strength. I couldn't stop the growl that escaped my throat from the pain of her grip tightening and pulling on my hair. It just caused me to kiss her even more, with even more aggression and passion.
We finally pull apart due to us both being about to go unconscious due to our lack of oxygen. Though that is the perfect reason to pass out. We look at each other and breathe as heavily as possible. I take this moment to notice how she looks in only her bra and light skinny jeans. I have got to say that she looks incredible; I wouldn't mind her only walking around in this. But I also don't want anyone else getting anywhere close to her due to her lack of shirt and full exposure, plus she'd kick my ass for the suggestion. She also takes this moment to notice how I look wearing only jeans.
Buttercup:
As I try to force enough oxygen back into my lungs to continue what Butch and I were just doing, I look at how he looks in only jeans. Basically I started to check him out, but that's not so bad. He was checking me out, so I have every right to check him out as well.
His hair was extremely spiky and raven black. It made him look like a hot bad boy. His deep emerald eyes captivating enough to ensnare anyone in them. But there was also a playful and uncontrollable glint in them that just made me want to smirk and challenge him. Then there was his smirk, something he tended to somehow use mostly around me. Maybe it was because I seemed to challenge him the most. Then there was the fact that he was very nicely built in muscle. He'd proved that he was incredibly strong even before now. But it was different seeing him without a shirt to cover up all of his muscle. I have to say that he looks fucking hot when he's wearing a shirt, but even more so when he wasn't.
When my eyes made it back up to his captivating eyes, I saw that he was looking at me amused. This caused me to bite my lower lip and smile. He began to lean in and I obliged and pulled on his hair as we deepened the kiss even further with each passing minute. We didn't break the kiss as we laid on the bed, our jeans disappearing somewhere in that transition between sitting on the edge to actually laying completely on the bed.
I decided to break the kiss. I was being incredibly mean, but this was going to be too much fun! I sat up with my hands still on his chest. I just simply smirked my simple smirk at him. I then teased him on an immense level; I looked down at his bare, muscular chest and started to move myself closer to him. I still had my now bare legs straddling him, but I had my mostly bare chest laying on top of his, I had my arms crossed with my chin laying on my arms. He had his hands placed on my waist and lower back. It was teasing on an immense level because I was in complete control over what he was limited to doing, but I'm not close enough for him to actually kiss me at all.
Butch immediately growled because he couldn't reach me to kiss me anymore. I just smiled and acted like I was the most innocent person alive. I acted as if I wasn't doing anything to frustrate the boy I had been making out with. He looked like he was about to kill me for making it impossible for him to kiss me. He then looked at me with a perfectly irresistible smirk… I can't believe I just thought that…on his face. Before I could contemplate what was running through his head, he had us flipped.
"Shit!" I sighed in defeat. "You know that's cheating, I should kick your ass for cheating like that." I said with a smile betraying my frustration. He laughed and smirked down at me. He then kissed me, causing the wolf side of me to beg to be released and freed. But I couldn't let my control go and let my wolf have its way. Butch moved to kiss down my neck, a sigh betraying my actual feelings. "Butch… let's make a deal… I have to know one thing about you, and then you and I can go back to making out and I won't tease you at all." I said as Butch stopped to look me in the eyes.
"What is it?" Butch asked looking at me curiously.
"Sing me a song, any song. I just want to know if you can sing. My one curiosity." I suggested with a pleading look in my eyes. He sighed and we both sat up, I was trying to keep my smile to myself. We sat half naked on the green covered couch.
Animals: Maroon 5
Baby I'm preying on you tonight. Hunt you down, eat you alive.
Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals.
Maybe you thing that you can hide. I can smell your scent for miles.
Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals. Baby I'm-
So what you trying to do to me, It's like we can't stop, we're enemies.
But we get along when I'm inside you, eh. You're like a drug that's killing me.
I cut you out entirely, but I get so high when I'm inside you.
Yeah you can start over you can run free; You can find other fish in the sea.
You can pretend it's meant to be, But you can't stay away from me.
I can still hear you making that sound, taking me down rolling on the ground.
You can pretend that it was me, But no, oh!
Baby I'm preying on you tonight, Hunt you down eat you alive
Just like animals, animals, like animals.
Maybe you think that you can hide, I can smell your scent for miles.
Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals. Baby I'm
So if I run it's not enough, You're still in my head forever stuck.
So you can do what you wanna do, eh. I love your lies I'll eat 'em up.
But don't deny the animal, that comes alive when I'm inside you.
Yeah you can start over you can run free; You can find other fish in the sea.
You can pretend it's meant to be, But you can't stay away from me.
I can still hear you making that sound, taking me down rolling on the ground.
You can pretend that it was me, But no, oh!
Baby I'm preying on you tonight, Hunt you down eat you alive
Just like animals, animals, like animals.
Maybe you think that you can hide, I can smell your scent for miles.
Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals. Baby I'm
Don't tell no lie, lie(x3). You can't deny, ny(x3).
The beast inside, side(x3). Yeah, yeah, yeah.
No girl don't lie, lie(x3) (No girl don't lie)
You can't deny, ny(x3) (You can't deny)
The beast inside, side(x3). Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yo, Whoa, whoa. Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals.
Just like animals (Yeah). Animals (Yeah). Like animals-mals (Yeah). OW!
Baby I'm preying on you tonight, Hunt you down eat you alive
Just like animals, animals, like animals.
Maybe you think that you can hide, I can smell your scent for miles.
Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals. Baby I'm
So if I run it's not enough, You're still in my head forever stuck.
So you can do what you wanna do, eh. I love your lies I'll eat 'em up.
But don't deny the animal, that comes alive when I'm inside you.
Yeah you can start over you can run free; You can find other fish in the sea.
You can pretend it's meant to be, But you can't stay away from me.
I can still hear you making that sound, taking me down rolling on the ground.
You can pretend that it was me, But no, oh!
Baby I'm preying on you tonight, Hunt you down eat you alive
Just like animals, animals, like animals.
Maybe you think that you can hide, I can smell your scent for miles.
Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals. Baby I'm
Don't tell no lie, lie(x3). You can't deny, ny(x3).
The beast inside, side(x3). Yeah, yeah, yeah.
No girl don't lie, lie(x3) (No girl don't lie)
You can't deny, ny(x3) (You can't deny)
The beast inside, side(x3). Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Butch is hot, but Butch is even more hot, more like sexy, now that I've heard him sing. Damn, this boy can sing, also he's shirtless so it doesn't help my self-control all too well. I could see Butch about to ask me a question or just say something, but I didn't give him a chance to let it come out of his mouth. I kissed roughly on the mouth, he quickly obliged. I climbed so that I was sitting with my legs bent on each side of Butch's thighs. I'm having a hard time with control, this should be interesting. Butch pulled us underneath the covers when I finally broke the kiss. I then yawned, turning my back to Butch as he turned his back to me, we both fell asleep soon after that. (A/N: Hinting back to when they were babies!)
Me: I hope you liked it!
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