EXES AND OH'S

Cold Little Heart

Our eyes meet, and I hear his breathing change — just like mine.

I part my lips a little and slowly take in a huge amount of air into my lungs, trying to steady the wild beating of my heart. I feel the strong electric charge in the air around us again. It's so palpable, that when I breathe it in I get goosebumps all over my body from the heavy static. I close my eyes for a second, trying to gather all of my self-control, if there ever was still any left. 

Holy shit, I can't fucking fight this anymore. I open my eyes and lunge myself towards Levi, and he does the same.

He reaches up for the sides of my face, his lips crashing in on mine. I straddle on top of his thighs as our tongues clash and collide, hungry for each other. His hands find my waist, and he slides his palms inside my sweaty tee, running them up my back. His fingers are a little cold against my super warm skin, and just the mere feel of Levi's touch makes me moan. 

This is the last fucking thing I should be doing if I want to rid myself of all my unwanted emotions for Levi, but I can't. Here goes my mind and my heart saying two entirely different things again. I want Levi, and it tears me apart. My body's craving for him, and frankly, my heart says the same.

I pull away an inch and look deep in his eyes. "Levi, I'm — I'm so sweaty, and I smell like weed. I look and feel so disgusting right now."

He smiles before my lips and gives me a quick kiss. "I think you're perfect."

Our mouths join again, and this time our kiss deepen. He trails soft, little kisses on my jawline, and I tip my head back as his lips gently suck and bite on my neck. I gasp as his hand fondled on my breast, his fingers playing and tugging on my nipple. Turning impatient, Levi hiked up my shirt and he quickly lowered his mouth to suck on my breasts.

I arch my back, pulling my tee over my arms and head and throwing it mindlessly onto the floor.

Levi leans back and eyes my half-naked body, it's as if he's taking in the sight of me, worshipping me. I suddenly feel vulnerable under his gaze. He finally fixes his bright green eyes into my deep browns, his palms cupping my cheeks. "You're so beautiful."

I shudder at Levi's words, and I lean my forehead against his. I close my eyes and let out a breath, my fingers gripped around his wrists as he held my face. "Please don't say things like that again." I sincerely beg him. I've wanted Levi to say those words to me, maybe for quite some time now. Because every time we have sex, we just say hot and dirty things to each other, but not these words. Never. And now it just doesn't seem right anymore. Hearing those words coming straight out of his mouth, in that simple, honest way, just makes me fall even deeper and harder for him.

"Look at me, Charlie." He softly asks, and I oblige, only to find a look of plain truthfulness in his eyes. "You're perfect, and you're beautiful. And I can't stop thinking about you. You're just so fucking beaut—"

I cover his lips with mine, stopping him from saying anything more. My heart wouldn't be able to take any more of this. "Just fuck me." I whisper against Levi's mouth, pulling away from him just a little.

I see a pained expression on his face. "I'm no longer capable of fucking anyone else, just you." Levi returns my ardent kiss and he stands both of us up from the couch. I wrap my legs around his waist as he carried me into my bedroom. 

This is what we do best anyway, just fucking each other. And this is all we'll ever be. So, I think, I — we, might as well enjoy this. Whatever the fuck this is that we're doing.