DEVIL IN DISGUISE

17 ➤ KISS ME MORE

⇢ [Chapter 17: Kiss Me More] ˎˊ˗ ꒰

"Yo, [Y/N], Can I tell you a secret?" Lia asked, walking up to me. "Promise not to tell anyone though! Even your mom," She pointed her finger at me. "okay, okay," I repeated, interested in this secret of hers.

"Uh," She hummed. "hmm," She crossed her arms looking down. "Just say it–" I was cut off. "I think I like someone," She blushed. "He's a classmate of my brother," 

"Oh wow," My eyes slightly widened. "What's his name," I nudged her side with my elbow, a smirk crawling to my face. "It's Zac," She looked away, a blush becoming more visible on her face. My mind went blank for a moment. I was shocked. Is it him?

I immediately replaced the shock on my face with a smile to avoid any suspicions. "Just Zac, no last names?" I asked, trying to smile. "oh, um, I don't know his last name." She awkwardly laughed.

"What." I stood there dumbfounded. "You like him and don't know his name?" I squinted my eyes. "He's hot and he's cool! He seems to know a lot of things," She defended, raising her hands up. "He's intimidating which makes him hotter!" 

"Imma just leave this to you," I backed away, walking up to some cleaning supplies and grabbing some cloth and cleaning spray for glass materials. Lia just chuckled and walked away doing duties too. I went over to the counter and began to wipe it after spraying the liquid on the glass.

Once the glass looks clean enough, I placed the supplies back and look at the time. "Six pm.." I mumbled. "[L/N], Your shift is done, you may leave now, thank you so much,"  A masculine voice said. I turned around and saw the manager. He's a kind man. "Yes, thank you," I smiled, nodding.

I stepped inside another room in this bakeshop and took off my apron, hanging it in the hook which was placed on the wall. I grabbed my bag near me and walked out. "Bye Lia," I waved. Her shift would end at Eight pm while mine is at Six. She hastily walked up to me and hugged me. "Bye-bye," She lets go, waving her hand at me.

I nodded smiling. Holding on to my bag straps, I walked out of the restaurant. I looked up at the skies as I feel the night breeze hitting my skin. It's dark already. Stars gradually become visible across the sky. The illuminated moon stood out from all though. 

"[Y/N]." A familiar male's voice called out beside me. I turned my head with my brow raised. "What are you doing here– you know what? I'm not gonna ask anymore." It looks like Ian is actually here, following me.  Ian chuckled and grabbed my hand. 

"Come, Let's go home," He intertwined his finger with mine. "Who said you can walk me home?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Me." He cockily smirked at me. He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it. "Ayo, yo, chill," I tried pulling my hand back but Ian just pulled my body closer to his.

'I want to cuddle with her so bad!' Ian thought, looking down at his beloved, who has a bewildered expression on her face. 

"Ian you're getting too touchy," I spoke out, really wanting to say what has been on my mind for days. "Ehh," Ian dragged the word, not giving a single fuck. He wrapped his arm around my waist, my body almost fully pressed up against his. Ian looked away to the few cars passing by, hiding the huge blush on his face, and the psychotic look in his eyes. 

'I love her so much,' He repeated those words in his mind repeatedly. His hand moving up to her hair and ruffling it. "very cute," He murmured, when he saw annoyance on his beloved's face.

The walk was full of touching. Ian kept holding me, basically stuck to me like glue. His hand sometimes ruffling my hair or playing with my shirt while his arm is wrapped around my waist. Even though I find it quite creepy and annoying, his hold gave me warmth, which I'm thankful for since I felt cold because of the breeze. 

During the walk, he kept mumbling some things. The only words I was able to hear were "Cute," and "Love," I wasn't able to hear the rest because the volume of his voice went so low, and because of the sound of cars passing by us.

Both of our houses slowly become more visible with each step we took. There are not that many cars here. "We're almost home," He said, holding into my hand. I didn't mind it since he usually does this, and now, it's pretty normal for me, even when we are not truly dating.

After a few more steps, we came to a halt. We both stood there before our houses, our hands intertwined with each other. Ian hesitated before speaking. He really does not want this walk to end, but it has to. "Goodnight," He turned to me, engulfing me in a big hug. "Goodnight, I guess," I mumbled the last part, hesitatingly hugging back.

"You go home first, but before that, I want to give you something," He said, looking at me with a soft smile. Curiosity was evident on my face. "What is it–" A pair of lips shut me up. I stood there dumbfounded, my mind going blank.

Ian's lips moved against mine, massaging it. He let out a series of moans as the kiss lasted longer. I tried to pull away, finding all of this shocking but failed to do so. His hand was placed on the back of my head, pushing it to his own head, making out lips stay in contact.

He aggressively pushed his tongue inside of my mouth, his tongue massaging mine. Drools of saliva fell from his mouth as he continued kissing me. He made sure his tongue explored every inch of my mouth. The gums, the tongue, the teeth, everything. 

He finally pulled away catching his breath, his hand still placed behind my head. A string of saliva connecting both our mouths. He licked his lips, tasting both his and my saliva. "Ian what the fu–" He dived in again, kissing me more.