SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN: Trapped in Black

By: ParamoreXO

A/N: Part two of "7Minutes in Heaven"

"You okay?" Kevin's genuine concern bled through his teeth; warm, stoic arms wrapping securely around me in the tight space we'd been forced into like an electric blanket. Under his tender touch, I was paralyzed to the core. My blood turned into lava that scalded my veins, pumping my wildly thrashing heart for a new desire. His mouthwatering scent sent a lustful tang flooding in my mouth, causing me to lick my lips, thankful he couldn't see me in the pitch black closet.

"Yeah," I breathed as he lightly nuzzled my neck, totally dazed by his skillful soft lips as they grazed my shivering skin. Cuddling into his chiseled body that radiated heat like a crackling fire, alive with licking flames contained behind his lips, his response was deeper.

"So," he whispered, his smirk blaring though his words like a siren, "what do you want to do for the next seven minutes?"

"Guess," I deadpanned, raking my fingers down his broad, breathtakingly chiseled chest. I swear, he was sculpted by the gods.

Kevin's light chuckle sang in my ear as he nipped on the lobe, "I thought you didn't like this game, Miss Two Face?"

Shivering, I balled the front of his shirt in my fists, "I don't like your immature friends who play it. I never said anything about us."

"Immature?" He questioned, pulling me even closer to his strong build. The scent of his skin clogged my senses, sending me into a blissful trance as his fingerprints covered my body.

"Just shut up," I breathed onto his lips that were now barely a breadth away from my own longing pair, "And kiss the crap outta me."

Taking up the challenge, he plunged into me, the passion scorching my lips as the kiss intensified with our rapid fire touches. With the little space we had, I was slammed into the wall, pressed tightly up against the paint as a few leather jackets fell off their hangers, tangling up with our heated frenzy of caresses. Fiery friction crackled between our groping hands and fervent touches. We were kissing each other like never before, knowing we only had seven minutes up against this wall to do whatever we wanted…

Not knowing how much time was left, I didn't care if his strong, chiseled body crushed me between the wall that was plastered to my backside. Trailing down to my neck, his nips were more demanding than ever. Those velvety folds began to suck on that rhythmic pulsation in the side of my neck and I lost it. Nails scraping up paint from the stiff barrier behind me, I tried to hold onto something, unable to stop the moans from tumbling out of my swollen, watering mouth. "You like that?" He breathed on my quivering lips as he grabbed my hips, driving into me with the metal button of his pants pinching my exposed stomach. Wait…how had my shirt been pulled off? I didn't even have time to think about it; however, as all train of logical thought just fell through the cracks and a blissful fog invaded my mind. We rocked to a thrilled rhythm no one else would ever experience, hot blooded hands slipping over our bodies like toxic guns. His lethal lips nipped at my own pair, the passion flowing between us fatal to my thundering heart. This boy knew just how to wind me up.

Tangling my fingers in his shaggy black mane of the inkiest midnight, I wanted him closer to me than this. Even though I knew our bodies were slammed up against each other as humanly physical as possible, there had to be more. Something more powerful, rousingly thrilling that made me pant for more of this blissful ecstasy.

…Who knew a dusty, cramped little closet could be so close to paradise?

Our throbbing chests heaved up against each other, the rhythm between us a number one, unstoppable, double platinum hit to the two of us and our pounding hearts. Every time his tongue drove into mine, I could feel my head spin. The speakers beyond these enclosed walls, the dancers, and all the rest of the partygoers—even the sick guys who had their ears pressed up against the wooden door of this constricting closet—were blown from my mind with Kevin's scent bleaching my skin.

"One minute left!" someone yelled from the other side, cackling laughter snapping me out of our amazing trance.

Eyes snapping open, I pulled away from Kevin's searing kiss, never wanting it to end… He got the hint, anyways. "Hey… w-what's wrong, babe?"

Even in the pitch black space, I could tell his obsidian eyes were wide with concern flooding them to the brim. "Shit!" I hissed, bumping into the door, rolling my eyes as a chorus of hoots and wolf-whistles sounded at the sharp bang. "Kevin," I turned towards him, starting to peel off the wrinkled fabric that clung to his flawlessly sculpted body. "Let me wear your shirt, I can't find me."

Helping me pull it off, the seconds frantically ticking by, he chuckled with that annoyingly cute smirk of his smeared across his lips (oh, trust me, I could totally tell he was smirking). "Nahh, I think this whole topless look works for you, Gwen."

Tugging the fabric that camouflaged with the dark boxed up room we were shut into, I felt Kevin's steel made arms wrap snuggly around me. "Let's give 'em a hell of a finale, baby."

I couldn't help but shiver as his hands slid under the warm, loose fabric; crawling up my body in mind fogging motions. Inching the pads of his fingers to my back, slipping over the lacy fabric that locked the biggest secret of all, he held me against the firm door. "How about I put this in my pocket?"

Just then, I heard a click behind me, the golden knob twisting slowly behind me, ready to yank the sealer of our pleasurable haven wide open. "Or…" I yanked his hands from under my shirt, "we could do this."

Not giving him a chance to respond, I jumped up, wrapped my legs securely around his waist, and claimed his mouth with mine in a helluva heated, red hot kiss for everyone to see. His enthusiastic response had his hands cupping my butt, crashing into the door as we tumbled out breathlessly, somehow keeping our lips stuck together the whole way down. We were literally so wrapped up in each other, neither of us heard the roar of laughter, howls, and whistles that hit us like a wave when the pulsating colored, flashing lights shed upon us. But honestly, I could care less about everyone else. Because right there and then, all that existed was Kevin and all the perfection that came with him.

A/N: Okay, everyone. That wraps up "7Minutes in Heaven", suggested by Brandirandom! Thanks for reading, I'd love love looooove it if you reviewed…it seems as if the fan base for this series is seriously being abducted my actual aliens or something…