Kashmir [BxB]

Chapter 34 - Like pieces of a puzzle

I have a hard time believing anyone could be 34 chapters deep into this novel without having heard of "Kade",  but it never hurts to say it! Parallel to this one is an entire novel from Kade's POV, available on my profile! Also, check out "Reference Tool" for a bunch of fun things related to this series;)

Now, on with the chapter

"What about you? What did you want to be when you were a kid?", I ask, punching the buttons on my controller to beat Kade's character. We were perched on my living room couch, playing Smash Bros - a recent after-school ritual of ours.

"I can't remember really having a set job that I wanted to do... No!", he shouts when I almost knock him over the edge. "Damn, let a man respond, will you?", he says, giving me a brief smile before returning to the screen.

"But you must've had something..."

I try blocking Kade's punch, failing and getting blasted across the screen.

"I guess I always wanted a job where you got to dress formally. Like, imagine a mix between Oxford and flight attendant-style."

I chuckle at Kade's answer. I'd learned by now how easily he overthought stuff, so settling on the environment rather than occupation was right in line with his way of thinking.

"It's not as refined as astronaut, but it's not as cliché either.", he smirks, buffing me with his shoulder before punching my character.

"You're starting beef with an eight-year-old?", I incredulously ask, heightening one eyebrow to the best of my abilities. Kade only gives me a smile before delivering the final punch, letting the 'GAME' flash over the screen.

"Fuck! So close!", I burst out, making him laugh when I stand up.

"Really? You wanna look at the stats?"

He starts laughing as I quickly skim past that, returning to the menu.

"Don't I get a price?", Kade asks, looking at me with that playful smile I adored - good grounds to proceed cautiously.

"What kind of price are we talking here?", I carefully ask, looking down at him on the couch. He pulls on my arm, making me sit next to him.

"How about a victory kiss?"

A smile blooms on my face as he pulls me closer, leaning in to claim my lips. Kade had gotten more and more affectionate, actively searching to touch and be touched, and who was I to say no to that? Our intimacy had been slowly growing, nurtured steadily over the past few weeks as we slowly learned more about each other, becoming more and more comfortable.

The arm he had over the backrest of the sofa comes down over my back, his other settling on drawing small circles on my waist. I lean in more, craving his warmth as I put my hand on his neck to pull him that last inch towards me.

Kade's soft lips mold to mine, drawing me in with his gentle, coaxing ways and making my head spin. Only he and I were in the house, meaning there was nothing stopping us from having a full-blown make-out session here in the living room.

My tongue carefully licks at the seam of his lips, asking for permission which he grants, allowing me to taste him. He pulls me closer so I'm almost sitting in his lap, deepening our kiss and letting out those low, reverberating noises that made me go wild.

Pushing our bodies closer, I tangle my hand in his hair, needing to touch him more, feel him everywhere.

When Kade moves his hips it sends a jolt of pleasure through me - just the anticipation of what could be getting to me. I let out a small moan, showing my pleasure by moving my hips down on him, craving more friction.