4 days till college
The shampoo and conditioner fall off their place in the shower as Elio falls back into the wall, kissing me aggressively.
The hot water poured down against our bodies, only making the situation even more exciting.
I run my hand up his chest and grab his neck with one hand, pinning his head to the wall. I pull back and take in the sight of him. The sun was shining in the window, highlighting every curve and shadow, every drop of water, ever twitch and squirm. His lips were a bright pink, and my marker had begun to wipe away. I run the tips of my fingers up and down his windpipe, and then dragging my nails down his torso, leaving red marks in my path.
"Do you love me baby?" I whisper.
He hums. "Yes."
"You better." I say, and drop to my knees in front of him, grabbing his member with my hand and slowly pumping, while peppering kisses on his hip bones.
He whines and squirms. "Faster please. I can't-"
I sped up my strokes suddenly, overwhelming him.
"Oh my- fuck Mia- please!" His fist hit the wall and his toes curl into the ground.
That's when I completely stop, letting go of him.
He whines, knees going weak. "Why?" He whispers.
I come to my feet. "Because I want you to fuck me."
He grabs my thigh and wraps it around his waist, flipping us so I'm pressed against the wall, crowded by him.
As always, neither of us lasted long, and soon stood under the water trying to catch our breaths as we sloppily kissed each other's skin.
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Elio and I stood in my room, looking for clothes to wear.
A knock sounds on the door. My mothers knock.
I already knew we we're screwed. She doesn't wait for me to tell her to come in ever.
She just opens the door.
Her hands fly over her eyes. "Oh god. Mia? We're having a going away party tonight. Be ready." She slams the door.
"I told you we would get caught!" Elio yells.
I shrug and let my towel fall, grabbing a tight grey shirt and Jean shorts with holes.
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People started showing up at around 5. It was mainly my parents friends. I think my mom was just trying to find a reason to have a party and get drunk.
I stood under a tree, watching as so many people flaunt around in dresses and button ups with red solo cups in hand.
"Hey." A familiar voice whispers behind me.
I spin around with a huge smile. "Luca!"
We give each other a brief hug.
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My Art (Elio Perlman)
Fanfiction"This is my art." She says, sitting behind a canvas. "Art is sitting in one spot for hours on end, bored out of your mind?" Elio asks rhetorically, looking over her shoulder at the beautiful painting of a peach tree begin to form. "It's my art."
