After dessert, we all cleaned up and headed into the living room were Iggy stoked the fire and Ella started up the PS 2. Plugging in two guitars, she called on a flock member to challenge her to Guitar Hero III. Guess who. That's right, this guy.
I got up and looked at the guitar. Shaking my head, I plugged in the controller. It was so much easier that way. She went on hard while I went on expert, laughing at the way her eyes bugged a bit. We decided to battle, the fun way of doing things.
Picking the song Knights of Candonia, we started up pretty easily. Just for all you readers, I kick ass at Guitar Hero. I don't even know how, I just know that I can hit the notes.
Just like any other time, we talked each other down during the song, throwing the attacks at each other, and almost swearing like truckers, but picking other words like, Bob Saggot, and Fly away birdie you. You know, the usual cuss.
"You rock!" I hit 98% of the notes and had a streak of 261. That's right. I told you I was amazing.
I sat down again as Angel prepared to beat Nudge, both of them going on easy.
Fang was also good at Guitar Hero; he just didn't flaunt it as much. He could beat me most times, but that was just between me and him. If anyone every challenged him he would say he can't play, but when you watched him closely, his fingers were moving in time with the TV. Like now.
Fang was sitting in a lounge chair, the long legs of his stretching out and over the edge and his fingers twitching the slightest bit. I got up and sat with my back to his chest, between his legs. I put my fingers on the hand that was moving, moving them with him. His other hand came around to rest on my hip and I could feel his lips on my hair. I sighed.
The kids played for another hour before they got tired and started the fiasco of bedtime. There was a bit of shortage of beds, and, surprise surprise, me and Fang were sharing. I didn't mind anymore, because the way his arms held me during….forgot about the mind reader.
We were in a bunk bed, the one on the top smaller than the one on the bottom. I changed into my pajamas and sat in the living room, not quite tired enough to be falling asleep. It was only eleven thirty. Curling up next to the fire, I waited for Fang to come out. We could talk alone now that everyone was asleep.
I looked up when I heard a creak in the floor boards. Fang was there, black sweatshirt and plaid pajama bottoms. Smiling, I stood up for him to sit on the arm chair, ultimately putting me into his lap. He pulled me close for a second, giving me a hug that I gladly returned.
"This was a fun day, don't you think?" I asked him. He nodded and smiled. I sighed, snuggling closer.
"Anyone you like?" I said sarcastically.
"Yeah. She's seems pretty cool." I frowned in confusion. Was he being serious? "I love it when she kisses me though. It's been a few hours since my last one." He looked down at me with a smile. I grinned and sat up straighter on his lap, twisting to I could get close to his face, but not actually making contact with his lips yet.
Staring at his eyes, I watched as they got darker each time I brushed my lips against his. His grip was getting tighter on my waist, trying to with hold himself. His one hand came up to grip the side of my neck, his breathing becoming a bit harsher. I sifted slowly, making sure that I pressed myself against him as much as possible.
I jumped up, breaking the grip he had on my waist and neck. I sprinted towards the backroom where our warmed bed was waiting. Once I got in, I crawled under the covers, knowing that Fang would be here any minute. The bed felt empty without him.
Sure enough, Fang walked in. The small Little Mermaid night light showed the mischievous glint in his eyes as he made his way beside me.
"Now Max," He whispered, propping himself up on one elbow to stare down at me. "That was entirely uncalled for." His face kept getting closer as he talked. "I just wanted a single kiss." His face was less than an inch away, his breath minty fresh from the toothpaste. I licked my lips in anticipation. "Now, I'm not kissing you until we leave here." He declared. With that, he collapsed on the bed and turned away from me.
I opened my mouth in disbelief. He was impossible. There was no way I was going for a whole two days without kissing this guy. He was insane. He wouldn't be too happy about it either. I couldn't let him do that.
"Fang." I hissed. He didn't answer me. I huffed. Why was my boyfriend such a jerk? Really, the emotional trauma that he puts me through drives me up the wall.
"Fang, turn around right now or I'm going to shave off your eyebrows." I watched as his shoulders shrugged, not believing my threat.
"Fine, I'm going to…to…to…break up with you!" I whisper-shouted.
Fang turned around slowly. "You wouldn't do that. You can't do that Max." He explained to me looking at me with curiosity. "You need me almost as much as I need you. Breaking us up would have nothing good come out of it." He kept staring at me while I fumed at his declaration.
"Then what can I do to make you kiss me again?" I asked with real wonder. "Nothing seems to be good enough."
Fang's eyes focused on something far away, thinking of a good kind of torture to put me through. Suddenly, his eyes flicked back to mine. There was humor in them, but there was also lust. I gulped.
"I want you to…" I closed my eyes, anticipating the torture. "…Give me a back massage." I popped them open again.
"That's it? Just a backrub?" I asked again, just to make sure. He nodded. "Alright," I shrugged. "On your stomach lover boy." He grinned before he sat up, peeling off the hoodie, the black tee shirt and the undershirt. I watched wide eyed. Fang was very well formed. The abs that made me drool, the broad shoulders that looked tanned even in the dead of winter, the arms of a Greek god all made this perfect person stripping in front of me.
"You never said anything about being half naked." I said. Shushing me, he fell to his stomach, getting into a comfortable position. Once he was ready, his eyes looked up at me, waiting.
Sighing, I sat beside him. Using only one hand, I started with the tense mussels at the base of his neck. The other one was tucked underneath me, resisting the urge to touch him all over.
"Come on Max. Is that the best you've got? You would make crap money at the beauty parlor." I narrowed my eyes at him. I knew that he was purposely getting me competitive, but it will be his loss at the end of it.
I straddled him quickly, using my weight to put the perfect amount of pressure on the tight knots in his shoulders. He groaned appreciatively. Smiling to myself, I continued down his back, feeling out all the tough spots.
Going back to his neck, I leaned close. Rubbing my fingers in soothing circles, I made sure that all the tense muscles were smooth again before moving further down. The muscles under my hands contracted, especially when I dragged my nails across them.
I could hear his breathing become more and more ragged as I made my down his back. Shifting myself, I moved to sit on his legs, kneading that tender spot right above his butt. I saw his hand clutch at the sheets when I finally gave him the last rundown, smoothing my hands over his now lax muscles. Not wanting to get up quite yet, I traced patterns all over him, making him twitch whenever I hit a sweet spot.
Not wanting him to explode, I kissed his back quickly and rolled off of him. I turned my head to stare at him and I saw his eyes clenched shut. Laughing softly, I put my hand to his face, feeling it hot and tense. His hand was still tightly curled around the sheets, so I gently made his fingers open and held his hand in mine.
"Night, Fangy-poo." I kissed his cheek and turned around, now facing the wall. That was the best kind of payback in the history of the world.
I'm pretty sure it got a bit too steamy for a second there, but everyone loves Fax, right? Well, after I got off the train, I dashed home to see all my reviews....lol, I was sadly mistaken. Whatever, it's soon to be over, so review on the last chapter, alright? Thanks to xXcrazyemoXx, and Living on a Wish for reviewing chapter seven...you're great. :D And thanks to Nighthawk21 and ThunderClouds7 for keeping me going:D Thought you special button pushers deserved an extra credit. :D
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