ೃ⁀➷A waltz into heaven. | Karlity˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚2.

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A deep breath in and a knock on the door later, I'm met standing in front of the dreamiest boy I've ever met. When I'm around him I go weak at the knees, time stops, and my cheeks light a subtle pink.

"Alex!" He calls, engulfing me into a warm, close hug. My heart beats out of my chest, I crave for the hug to last longer, I wish with everything I am that I could call him mine. I feel so safe when I'm with him, like I'm being protected, almost

Karl pulls away from the hug, and eyes my outfit. I'm wearing a button-up shirt with playful patterns, matched with black dress pants and a belt.

"You look nice," he compliments,

My cheeks heat up, and I thank him

"And you look very handsome" I return the compliment, my voice slightly shaky,

I reach my hand out, awaiting him to grasp it, and he does just so. My heart sinks, his touch is gentle. I walk him carefully to my car, opening the passenger door with such delicacy,

"Your majesty," I joke, helping him to sit comfortably in the beige leather seat.

'Where are you taking me?" His voice is soft, with a tone of curiosity

"You'll see when we get there, dear." 

A thick coating of blush coats my cheeks throughout the entire drive,

We sat in silence, a comfortable silence at that, for almost half an hour, until we made it to my desired destination

"Where are we?" Karl questioned, he looked confused, as anyone should, in fairness, I'd driven him to the middle of no where, without telling him about it, from an outsider's perspective, it would look almost suspicious.

"Just, trust me,"

Once getting out of my car, I direct myself to Karl's door, making sure to open it for him. 

"Such a gentleman," He smiled,

I opened the trunk of my car, pulling out a woven basket and a blue and purple checkered picnic rug.

"A picnic dinner?-" He blushed

"Only for you, Karl." 

I slip the arm through the basket handle, wedging the rug between my upper torso and arm.

"Follow me," I reach again, with my free hand. We walk through the woods together, hand in hand. 

He's so pretty under the moonlight,

His eyes- they sparkle,

His porcelain skin, so breathtakingly flawless

Not but a single blemish, or  imperfection.

"What are you thinking about, Q?"

He caught me staring,

"Nothing,"

I watch him scrunch up his face,

"Liar," he giggles

"..Shut up," I hesitate

Our steps are in sync, the sound of feet crunching on dried fall leaves echos my mind,

"Here,"

I break our connection, removing my hand from his warmth, 

I prepare our date, laying out the rug, offering in helping him to sit beside me as we feast, 

I hope he likes it, I put in a lot of work to cook for him

Karl accepts my offer, he sits cross-legged, next to me, he looks in my eyes, longingly, 

"I," I try speak, failing

"You're so good to me, Q" I blush at the nickname, it truly makes no sense without context,

Karl knows how fascinated I am by ducks, their soft feathers, the gentle noises they chirp, their quacks,

Karl and I met in high school, we shared a computing class together.. He'd gotten me into a sandbox game, Minecraft. Karl helped me come up with the username 'quackity'. I played with him, and some other shared friends, 

Karl met Nick through the games we'd play together. Really, I met him too, but watching them grow closer, almost stung. And Nick, asked to be his lover.

"I have to be, what kind of a person would I be to be anything but good,"

"I don't think you're this nice to me just because you have to, i feel as though you choose to go above my standards and requirement of a good friend,"

I tug at my beanie, attempting to cover my face. I pull it off my head, revealing my slightly messed up head of hair.

"Y-you're gorgeous," he whispers

My breath hitches, I blush, harder than I have all night

"Stop," I demand

"I can't, Q, you make me feel so incredible.. when I'm around you nothing else matters, you make me so happy.. I get so giddy at just the thought of you, Q,"

He's doing it on purpose, messing with me, teasing at the fact he's not mine, and betrothed to his online lover.

"Quit teasing,"

Karl quietens, lowering his head

A moment of silent rests.

"I mean it, all the things I say about you, how you make me feel" 

I reach, tilting his chin upward, locking eye contact once again.

"Karl.." I breathe

"Alex," He leans in, yet before our lips can touch, he freezes,

I can feel his warm breath on my lips, he's right there, I want him so badly, and he's there, handing himself to me on a silver platter, waiting for me to make the first move.

"My love" He whispers under his breath, 

That's it, that final ounce of teasing, he's reeled me in, I want him, I need his lips on mine, I need to feel his hands on me, 

And with that, I push forward, and our lips join.

My release. What I'd been craving since the first time I'd layed my eyes on him in that computer lab, from the very first moment I saw him muttering words of love to someone that wasn't me,

Now it was my turn. My turn to feel and bathe in his affection, I scoop him up, into my lap, not breaking our contact,

He adjusts himself in my lap, wrapping his legs around my torso, kissing down on me,

He pulls away, staring into my eyes, I stare back,

As the realization hits, I gasp, a look of guilt and worry resting on my face rather than the previous admiration.

"I'm so sorry! I wasn't thinking, Nick would ha-"

"Don't say his name," 

My heart skips a beat as his tongue gently glaze his lips, wetting them

"Only you matter to me right now, my love" Before going back in, for another, long heated kiss.

His tongue explores my mouth, I feel so little compared to him, even though he's the one sitting in my lap, I feel dominated, I feel as I'm being kissed and taking it, not him.

"Make me yours, Karl" I mutter through our loving kisses

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//A/N this will not go on for awhile only like 10 chapters or more..

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 03, 2022 ⏰

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