There Is a Hell, Believe Me I've Seen It.

Home Sweet Hole

After a few moments of laying with Kimberley in the grass, I gently picked her up and made our way back to my car. I went to the passengers side, carefully opening the door as to not drop her. I placed her in the passengers seat and kissed her cheek. I looked into her eyes...

"Oliver?"

Oh, shit. "S-Sorry, haha, it happened again."

"What did?" She asked, giggling. Her laugh is so gosh darn adorable.

Wait, did I actually just think that?

"I got lost in your eyes...I know it sounds cliche but I'm serious!"

Her laugh got stronger, and I started laughing along with her. She thinks I'm a knob, I know it, but she's still into me surprisingly. I know that many of my fans would die to get to be in Kimberley's shoes right now, but I feel like most of them would get tired of my childishness. I mean, I'm usually serious but I still have my moments. When I'm with Kimberley though, it feels like I can be myself more than usual and not have to deal with judgement from people I'm suppose to impress...

How long till she gets tired of me too?

"Oli? You ok?"

She breaks me out of my thoughts. I smile at her, "Yeah, lovely. Was just thinking."

"About? You can tell me anything." She smiles sweetly.

"I...I'll tell you when we get home"

~

We arrived at my house, I set my keys on the coffee table and plopped on the couch, motioning for her to follow. She sits next to me. I pick her up onto my lap and kiss her quickly before she has the chance to withstand.

She however breaks away from the kiss as quickly as it started. "Oli! You said you'd tell me.."

"Oh, right. Sorry dear. Heh, well I was just thinking about...how...man, I don't know how to put it into words. But, honestly, I think that you should tell me when I start to annoy you. Because, I don't want to annoy you."

"What are you talking about? You don't annoy me, and you never will." She laughs it off, but I keep going.

"Yeah you say that now, but I mean in the future. I don't want you to feel smothered by me or anything."

"But, that's all I want. All I want is you."

"Oh."

Oh. Damn, how long ago did we meet again?

She seems a bit confused by my reply, but shakes it off by kissing me. I don't mind, I kiss her back. She tries make it deeper, but I don't let her. I kind of want to just savor the moment but I think she takes it as me not wanting to do anything. She pulls away from me. 

"Oli, did you not understand."

I laugh shakily, "What do you mean? You're the one who pulled away!"

She sighs and rolls her eyes dramatically, obviously amused.

"I meant what I said, Oli. I'll never get tired of you."

I looked into her eyes to make sure she was telling the truth, but of course, the usual happens. I lose my train of thought to gaze into her big dark eyes. She takes it as an opportunity to lean in and steal a kiss. I don't stop her, of course. This time I make sure to make it deeper as long as she does first, which she does. It turns into a full on make out session, minutes feeling like hours, but I'm not complaining.  I move forward, causing her to move back and lay down on the couch with me over her, between her legs. I pull away for air, and continue to look into her eyes. She kisses me again but this time I don't think we'll ever stop. She wraps her legs around me, moaning into the kiss. 

I, being a man and all, suddenly start feeling myself getting turned on. Perfect. Hopefully this is what she wanted, I think to myself as I move lower to her neck. She moans again, and I take that as her wanting me to keep going. 

I search her neck for her sweet spot, paying close attention to her reactions. Move slightly to the left, no luck. More to the left, bingo. I close my eyes as I mark my territory. I feel her squirming under me so I open one of my eyes slightly to get a look at  her face.

She looks like she's in bliss.

I move back to inspect my artwork. It reminds me of a galaxy.

I move back to her lips, catching them while she's trying to catch her breath. In the heat of the moment, I start moving my hand up her shirt and behind her back, unhooking her bra. She snakes out of her shirt and bra, barely leaving my lips and not giving me any time to admire her body. I feel her small hands pulling my shirt up from behind me. I help her take it off of me, followed by my lips back onto hers. 

~k so you kno what happens~

I awake the next morning, feeling like a new man. I'm still on the couch, Kimberley laying in my arms. She's so beautiful when she's asleep. Her brown hair tousled around, but still perfect in my eyes. She moved slightly in her sleep, her soft skin rubbing on me. I go down to kiss her cheek and I feel her opening her eyes, her long eyelashes tickling my face.

"Good morning, love." 

"Mmm, good morning, Oliver." God, I love how she says my name. 

 I look around the living room, realizing we never even watched a movie. We did, however, do things much better than watching any film. I still felt bad about it, though.

"Hey, are you still down for those movies?" I ask.

She grows a large smile, and says with a slight laugh, "Wow, I totally forgot about that."

"We can catch up on that today, if you want." 

"Of course, baby."

We cuddle for a few minutes, until I here her stomach growl.

"Haha, you hungry?" I ask.

"Maybe."

"Well then lets go get food, yes."

"Yes!" She sounded like a child, it was adorable. I sat up, Kimberley still wrapped around my body. "We should probably get dressed first."

I picked her up and made our way to my bedroom. "I think I still have some of Amanda's clothes somewhere around here."

"Um, no."

"Haha, I was joking!" I say in a sing-song voice, reaching over and holding her from behind. She starts laughing and wraps her arms around mine. I kiss her cheek. I feel her face warm up with a blush.  This right here is a perfect kodak moment.

"Well babe, pick out whatever you wanna wear. I think I have some shirts that might fit you," I go over to one of my drawers and start looking. I find one of my old Pantera shirts."This might fit. It's too small for me so I never wear it anymore." 

She grabs and slips into the shirt, it's kind of big on her. I lightly giggle at her small structure.

"Are you laughing at me??" 

"No, babe, you're so small. It's adorable." I hug her again.

"Pshhh, whatever." She says, another blush appearing on her face. "Wait. What are those?" She points at something behind me. I turn around and I immediately knew what she was talking about. I see my favorite boxers hanging out of my drawer.

"Are those duckies? Can I wear them!" It wasn't so much a question. She skipped over to them and slipped them right on. The elastic band fitting somewhat firmly around her waist. "Aw, these are so cute!"

"Yeah, they look cuter on you than me."

"I doubt it," she kisses my cheek. "Now you, get dressed!"

I look for my matching heart boxers and pot those on. "Done."

"Aw, we match!" Kim says excitedly. She slightly dances over and taps her hip on mine. I laugh, and pick her up unexpectedly. She laughes along with me,wraps her arms around me, and we make our way to the kitchen. 

Just as we're about to make pancakes. there's a knock on the door.

~♡~