Scars 🗝 F. W.

21. See

She stared into his eyes.

They were flicking between her eyes. She noticed that behind the brown tones there was a hint of deep green occasionally poking out from behind.

She wished her eyes were like that, they were just a solid brown.

She watched as his fingers carefully reached up to rake her hair.

"your beautiful" he mumbled fiddling with her hair near her neck.

She could feel her face warm, beautiful?

She tried to look to the side slightly, but he lightly guided her jawline, so she was looking back at him.

Her eyes darted down to his lips which were slightly parted. The perfect shade of pink.

"are you going to kiss me yet or are we just going to stare" she chuckled before she realised what she was saying.

"well if you insist" he grinned at her and kissed her lightly.

She smiled into his lips and looped her arms around his neck.

The kisses speeded up almost immediately as Fred gripped onto her waist tighter while attacking her mouth.

Her mind was being fogged as she toyed with his tongue making him groan lightly.

"you're such a liar" he mumbled against her lips.

The vibrations spun down her stomach and that fluttering feeling started to return. But what was he talking about?

"about what" she managed to gasp as he trailed his tongue along her teeth.

"you've definitely dated-

"or done something"

She almost scoffed into his mouth he was completely wrong she was completely inexperienced, and she assumed it would show.

"I'm not lying" she mumbled as she raked his hair, it was actually extremely soft, like feathers.

"well then you must make out with your hand" he chuckled as she pulled away and started sucking at his jaw.

"you know it" she mumbled sarcastically as she bit his skin slightly.

She let her tongue glide along his jawline sucking every so often she let her mouth trail down to his neck where she bit softly earning a groan.

He bent down and caught her lips again much more desperate this time then she started tugging off his flannel overshirt she didn't know why but she wanted it off, she wanted everything off.

He let go of her waist still maintaining the kiss and started helping her frantically pushing it off, he quickly returned his hands on her hips pushing her against him making both of them moan.

Then he was kissing her neck her head flipped back as his tongue trailed to her pulse point then started sucking it felt so good and the room was filled with her sounds of pleasure.

But she wanted more.

She started fingering the hem of his shirt as he kissed the crook of her neck, she wanted to feel his skin against her.

He reconnected their lips as he helped tug his t-shirt of momentarily breaking off when it slid over his head.

He threw it to the side, and she couldn't help but stare. All the fitted shirts and polos that she thought revealed what was underneath was only just a tease.

His chest was perfectly toned, he didn't have too much muscle but enough to keep her eyes busy his build was magnificent.

She looked up at his face and it was red, he was blushing she couldn't help but smile as she reconnected their lips. She thought about his face for a split second though, he almost looked nervous shy. How could anyone be nervous when they had a body like that to show off?