— March 2nd
"Do you think he's going to like it?" Damien asked. "Are you kidding me? He's gotta be tired of eating hospital food." Caylie said. Damien sighed, looking down at his watch. "Where the hell is Gill? She was supposed to be here 15 minutes ago."
The muffled clattering of my makeup containers falling off the vanity echoed around the room. I broke out into a giggle. "Stop trying to break all my stuff." I whispered softly. Tommy's mouth crashed against mine. "Just a quick one." He muttered, shoving his hands up under my dress and nearly ripping the underwear material. His hands moved to hurriedly undo his belt and to get his jeans and boxers down. While sex was not the first thing on our list, Tommy had been both needy and greedy for it. Of course, each time we had sex...I knew he wasn't having sex with me. He was picturing someone else in the back of his head as he bounced me on his lap or pinned my legs down to shove himself deeper between my legs. This was one of those times. The mood would hit him just right and he'd lose himself for a moment. He'd be animalistic.
He pushed himself into me with a choked and satisfied groan. My hands clasped to his shoulders as he started to rock forward and backward. Shuddering sighs echoed in his mouth. His eyes screwed shut as he pushed his face into my throat. "God, you feel so fucking good." He grunted softly. My fingers pushed into his hair. I let out a louder moan as he pushed deeper. His hand flew up to cover my mouth. He was laughing. "Not so loud." He said. We had been fucking bareback, something I would never condone but god, I loved it and I couldn't get enough. Still, everywhere he touched, was already burned by Shayne's fingertips. I lost myself for a second, wishing that it was blonde hair I was tugging at and those blue eyes searing deep into my soul. I needed that. "Don't stop. Don't stop...oh my god, right there." The whimpering cries were muffled by Tommy's hand.
With a jolt, he withdrew his hips back, his hand moving down to cover his cock as thick spurts of cum splattered in his palm. He gasped heavily. "Holy shit..." he said. He leaned forward, kissing me on the cheek this time. "Let me get cleaned up and we'll go." He said. I laughed. "We're already so late." I said. He disappeared into the bathroom as I rummaged through my drawer for a clean pair of underwear. I heard the sink running. "Who were you thinking about...just now?" I asked, stepping into the underwear and sliding them up under my dress. "If I told you, it wouldn't be fun anymore." He said from the bathroom. I fixed my lipstick and blotted on some powder. "Is it someone I know?" I asked. I heard the toilet flush and he came out of the bathroom, wiping his hands on his jeans. "You know I can't tell you that." He said.
"Are you ready to go?" He asked. I nodded my head. "Come on then." He said, opening the bedroom door. We left the house and drove to the hospital. They were going to allow Shayne to have some time outside. So Damien, Caylie, Jade, Tommy and I were all going to have a little picnic with him. Damien and Caylie would go buy the food Shayne could have and Jade would bring some drinks and a blanket for us to sit on. Tommy and I were the entertainment. When we got there, they were outside in the courtyard. Jade waved for us to come over. "Where the hell were you two? We've been waiting!" Jade said. "I know, Tommy took forever getting ready." I said. "Me? You literally spent this time doing your make up! I was ready to go when I got to your place." He argued back. "Well, it doesn't matter. You're here now." I walked over and sat down beside Shayne. "This isn't quite an ice cream date, but...it does the same thing right?" I said, snuggling up to him. He leaned his head against mine. "It's so nice."
"Alright, I got one." Tommy said. He was chewing on a grape. "What should you do if you're attacked by a mob of clowns?" He asked. "Oh, Tommy, this is even worse!" Jade laughed. "I dunno, what?" Shayne asked. "Go for the juggler!" He slapped his knee. Jade balled her fist up, punching him in the arm. "That's so corny it's physically hurting me!" She said. We were all laughing. The mood was so light and fluffy. It was so nice to see Shayne smiling and laughing. "Are you happy to be feeling better?" I asked Shayne. He nodded his head. "I haven't felt this good in so long." I leaned over and kissed him on the lips. "I missed you." I said.
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Blandview High Musical
FanfictionMeet Gillian "Gill" Demofonte. A 17-year-old with nothing to lose and nothing to gain. From a dreary life on the East coast and all across the Southern-Midwest, she's thrown into a California lifestyle. This move is like all the others: an unnecessa...