exerts

Exert 4: Terminal from hell to gateway to heaven

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        I started the coffee pot on strong even though it was 2 in the morning. There was a nock on the door and i looked around quickly before i opened the door, making sure my brother wasn't here, even though i knew he worked the early shift. The sliding of the dead-bolt was the only sound in the empty apartment. The big red door swings open and reveals a dark haired boy. 
        "Jesse?" I whispered. His dark eyes looked steamy and he held himself as though he just got off the terminal from hell. "Are you okay?" 
        He was silent as he pushed his nearly black hair away from his face and looked up at the ceiling, breathing deeply. A single tear crawled across his sharp cheek-bones and angular jaw, then down his neck. He pushed it away hastily before looking at me. "No" He whispered, and suddenly his arms where around me and he was sobbing into the crook of my collarbone. I brought my hands to his head and played with his hair cautiously. 
        "I'm sorry, I just can't go home" he choked out between sobs. I stroked his head and shooshed him. 
        "It's okay" I whispered. "You can be here. I want you here" I crooned over and over again. I pulled him in and shut the door. His knees broke out from under him and he gripped my waist like a frightened  child. I stared down at him and covered his head in a cocoon of my hair, trying to shield him from the world that hurt him. "Come on, lets go sit down"
        I held his hand gently and pulled him slowly of the floor, leading him to the back bedroom. He sits down on my bed and stares at his hands. I Kneel in between his knees, trying to gain his attention. Jesse was still crying, but he wasn't sobbing or heaving anymore. "Jesse, look at me" I whispered. "Look at me baby" 
        He slowly moved his head up, meeting my gaze. His dark gaze sent shivers up my spine. I stroked his cheek lightly and his lower lip trembled. A tear escaped, inching down his face, spilling down his neck where i caught it with my lips. I followed the trail of tear stains up to his lips. I hesitated, looking into Jesse's eyes. He closed them and kissed me. 
        The world could have exploded around them and they wouldn't have noticed, we would have been left there, in a clash of lips and emotions. A fire sparked wherever his hands touched and at the moment they gripped my waist and rubbed up and down my spine. I climbed up in the bed so we sat there, only separated by two thin pieces of clothing. He moved backward so that i was on top of him. One of his hands has in my hair, the other clinging to my waist. I was straddling him, my hands in his hair, my lips on his jaw, his on my neck. 
        His hand slipped under my shirt and ran up and down my spine. I put one hand on his chest and moaned slightly, encouraging him. Jesse takes my bottom lip in between his teeth in response and leaves a trail of fire with his fingers around my shoulder-blades. When he finally releases me, i pull his shirt over his head, tossing it across the room, and traced my fingers over his toned abdomen. He groaned as though i was torturing. 
        He took the hand that was "torturing" him and kissed it, leaving a trail from my fingers to shoulder, moving the fabric of my t-shirt to get what he wanted. He sat up and gently pushed me on the blanket so that he was on top of me. His kiss became a necessity. Jesse was now straddling me, propped over my thighs. He leaned down, not releasing eye contact, and nudged the fabric of my band t-shirt up, kissing the spot just above the waist band of my jeans. 
        Jesse's lips traveled upward, leaving hot-springs up my stomach. His nose moved the hem of my shirt as he kissed the spot just below my rib cage. One hand was gripping the sheets in ecstasy and the other was thrown across his back, tracing the muscles there. I traced my finger over the cursive J on his shoulder-blade. He groans. 
        My shirt was edged up to my bra and his hands where on my back, bringing my body up to his lips. They lingered on the spot just below the boundary line. I eased up, careful not to hit him with my head. We had never gone this far before. At least not with each other. At least not with someone we loved. I stared at him and he stared at me. I knew he was waiting for me to make the move. I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. 
        Jesse seemed to get the wrong idea as he stands up and searches for his shirt. It was behind me. He reached for it but i grabbed it and put it behind my back, giving him a devilish grin. He smiled in a way that said This is funny but seriously, stop it. I grabbed his belt loops as he was about to turn away and kissed the spot just under his naval. He stared at me, suddenly serious. I took his hands and put them on the hem of my shirt, slowly guiding his fingers over my head. His breathe hitched as he stared at the shirt i know left in his hands. 
        "It's okay" I said. "I love you, and i say it's okay. I want this, Jesse. I. Want. This. And i don't want it with anyone but you".
        "You love me?" he asked, taking my hand and lacing our fingers together.
        "More than the sun loved the moon. And he died every night, just to let her breathe" As soon as i finished, his lips crashed on mine and we moved in perfect synchronization, creating an inferno so hot, hell would beg for mercy. Articles of clothing where shed when the rain started. I put my hand on his chest, momentarily stopping him. He was kissing my shoulder and paused when he noticed my apprehension. 
        "What?" He whispered. "What is it?". I couldn't tear my eyes away from the miracle. I smiled slightly. Jesse glanced behind himself and saw the window, a rueful smile crept across his face making me smile even more. He maneuvered of the bed and stood up. I tried not to stare at his bare bottom, instead focusing on the momento's to his family that lined his skin.
        He walked over to the window and tried to nudge it open. I watched his muscles ripple and move under his skin as he tried to get the lock undone. I knew that I was the only one who could get that lock undone. Even the landlord had trouble. So i grabbed the throw that i kept at the end of the bed and threw it over my bare shoulders. I shimmied quickly over to the window and Jesse stared at me, watching my every movement, making me incredibly flushed. I jimmeyed the lock until i knew it was undone and practically ran over to the bed, the blanket flying behind me.
        When i was finally settled back in bed, i realized he was staring at me. I looked down at the blanket and blushed. He pushed the window open and the room was immediately flooded with the petrichor smell. I kept my gaze on the blanket as he came and sat back down. I finally looked back up at him and when i did, he snatched the blanket away from my shoulders. He crawled seductively over to me. As he got closer, i moved down, laying down on the mattress. He hovered over me, whispering things like "You're beautiful, don't hide" and "I love you" until i stopped cowering in the corner. Jesse pulled the blanket away and gazed, hungrily at my exposed body. He pulled me over and kissed me. I moaned as i felt something twitch underneath me. 
        Slowly, he switched our position so that he was hovering over me once again and his fingers traveled my body, not missing a single sweet spot. Our moans, whispers, and limbs got so tangled, i didn't know which ones where his and which ones where mine. At some point he stopped and asked if I was ready. I nodded and his pecker whispered against my clitoris. I moaned as he slowly entered and exited, filling every void i'd every felt. 
        "Jesse" I whispered, falling into the dark abyss that would soon encompass everything I knew.

OOOOOh! how much did that kill people!? yes.... she died. Anyway. Srry if you didn't enjoy that.