Anastasia Whitmore is a 17 year old Hawkins High student. She used to be the head cheerleader, dating the most popular jock, at the top of the popularity chain herself. That all changed when her world came crumbling down after her parents died in a...
I miss having sex but at least I don't wanna die anymore And I think that's pretty cool I miss seeing the red on your face when I made you blush, hey But I think it's fine, it's cool xxx
The sun came up over the horizon, shining straight through the boathouse exit. It seemed to be really early morning, considering that the sun wasn't high enough to shine over the walls of the boat and into my eyes just yet. Well, it might be either that, or the fact that I woke up snuggled really close to someone's neck...
Opening my eyes fully, I feel hair poking my eyeball I close them again. Unable to tell if it's mine or Eddie's, I try to move away only to realise how cuddled up we became overnight. His left arm is under my neck, holding my back, while his right arm is ever-so-slightly reaching over my left elbow. Both my arms are laying on his chest, so I try to use my left hand to brush away some of the hair off my face. Turns out both our hair mixed during the night, so it was both that were laying on my face. Well, both our hair, as well as a part of Eddie's face. Instinctively, I started softly running my hand through his hair. It was really soft, and smelled really nice. Although that could also be his deodorant. It was like cedar, musk, and tobacco. Just like tobacco, his scent was intoxicating.
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Eddie made a humming sound, causing me to pull my hands away from his hair.
"That feels nice, don't stop." He muttered without opening his eyes. I chuckled at what could easily be made into an innuendo. I continued stroking his hair as he slowly became more and more awake. He made a similar humming sound as before, pulling me even closer than before - something I didn't think was even possible due to how close we were in the first place.
My left leg was sprawled over both of his legs, so him pulling me closer with his arms, pulled all of me closer to all of him.
"You're really warm as for someone who slept shirtless." I say, a slight shiver of the early morning running over my body as I nuzzle my face further to his neck.
"That's one way to say I'm hot." He replies. "What time is it?"
"I have no idea, but I'd assume pretty early since the sun isn't fully out yet." I reply, pulling my arms free and over my head to stretch. His arms stayed where they were, even as I pulled mine back down, landing my left hand on his cheek. "You've got really nice eyes." I add, looking straight into them. They were a deep brown, with occasional specs of gold. The latter was invisible from far away, but stood out from this close by.
"So do you. Nice eyes, nice hair too." He smiled, stroking my hair with his right hand. "Amazing personality, and a fabulously terrifying style."
"Terrifying? Me? Noo." I smirk, a hint of sarcasm coming through. He chuckled, causing my to look at his lips for a moment. In all fairness, his lips looked really soft and inviting.
"Don't do that." He said all of a sudden, catching my attention.
