You're Mine and I'm Your's BoyxBoy 18+

Chapter 1

Those delicate smooth fingers spread throughout his light golden blond, and brownish hair, swifting them like a broom over and over again, teasing me even though he never gotten to know me before, only knowing my face and body like memorizing every speck of skin, every detail about them... he does know my name though... Colton.

I keep glancing at him in front of me, only in a few seats up towards the front of our math class while I sit in the back of the room, doing my work, mining my manners, and of course always taking a few moments just viewing his gorgeous figure.

That long short hair that's waved to the right and sometimes stick up around his head due to without having any gel on them, those perfect long shape legs that goes very well with the tight kaki jeans he's wearing but the one thing that really makes me just want to lose control and take him now in front of everybody is how his jeans are screaming "come and take me away."

I crave to take him away every night while I sleep soundlessly in my bed, just dreaming about him and only him.

I let out a low grumble, letting my chest huff out and relax again, letting it fall back to normal. Although I love the idea of just snatching him away like a brick, I can't do that.

He will only see what a true terrifying beast I am, and he can't know my secret either, it will just ruin things even faster between us, even though there's really nothing between us besides calling our relationship as "acquaintances." But that's not going to stop me from letting me take him.

He may not know it but I certainly do... we're made to be with each other and only each other, because we are mates, flesh and blood. And if he can't see that than I will make him see that, no matter what it takes. I suddenly get cleared away from my thoughts as I hear a soft but yet hesitant voice call throughout the room. I realize it was our math teacher Ms. Turner calling me out as she gaze at me with her chocolate brown eyes and sympathetic smile at me.

I glance up back at her, "Pardon me?" I ask, obviously sounding like I wasn't paying attention. I give her a blank expression, hopefully letting her know how much I'm lost for words at what she is saying and thankfully she understands what I was thinking because she gives me one of her sympathetic smiles again and speaks out loud the question again.

"What do we need to do in order to find the quadratic expression?" she ask kindly, giving me time and thought to think this over before I say the wrong answer. "Umm..." I try to work the gears in my head like a clock and think specifically on what the answer is. Before I can speak, I gasp at surprise and make an 'o' with my mouth and speak loudly out the answer.

"Don't you need to find the axis of symmetry and the vertex?" hopefully that's the right answer, before I can second guess my self and say another answer she stops me and nods nonchalantly.

"Something like that." she says, pushing her light brown color glasses up with her index finger. She puts her attention back to the white board, tapping the sharp, red as blood white board marker onto the written equation on the board and gazes back to the class. "What about you Justin? what do you think we can do to try and solve this problem." responds Ms. Turner.

I studied Justin, noticing how he's like a frighten rabbit stuck in a corner, crouching, trying to engulf himself from his peers. Shivering from being nervous and overwhelmed by too much attention on him.

He rested his head onto his right hand with his body slugged behind me as if he's either uncomfortable or bored. I can hear the raise of his beating heart bumping throughout his body loudly as if it was an airplane taking off and notices how heisted he his on answering the question.

I can smell the sweet smell of saltiness and masculinity of his sweat covering him like fog, devouring himself with his own damn delicious lip tasting scent.

I smelled his scent before, it's usually the smell of fresh air or an oceans breeze. If he's nervous the smell that beams off of his skin kind of reminds me of a super sour taste like sour patch kids or a pineapple. He changes positions in his seats and now has his hands intertwine together on his wooden desk with his elbows sticking out wide also.

"Do you need to use the equation two times b times c over two?" he responds shyly, trying to cover his face by facing down at the desk and using his body as if it was a armor shield instead... he looks ashamed, maybe even disappointed as if he feels too unintelligent because he can't answer the question.

I quickly feel this sharp, black pit in my stomach by the way he's acting and it makes me feel bad for him, wants me to treasure him and say gentle but yet loving whispers into his ears saying "Don't think like that." or "You're not a liability." while hugging him into an embrace.

He may or may not feel like a liability but you may never know, it doesn't matter if he thinks that way because in the end he's not, instead he's the exact opposite... he's life. I get pulled out of my thoughts again with the teacher speaking again. "No... in order to find it we need to..." and that's when its all of a blur from there.

I completely shut everything else around me, noise, smell, touch and only could think of is Justin. With his red, juicy swollen like lips and those light tan cheeks that make him stand out with his hazel green eyes.

I'm not directly viewing his face and body but god do I remember every inch, every speck and angel kiss like tracing a consolation on his body, wanting to trace it. How very slow I would caress his smooth skin against my rough but yet inviting hands, kissing those enchanting and watery lips that look so perfect and round and puffy as if a goddess has made it just for me.

I finally stop day dreaming about our fantasy together when the school bell rings and its time for lunch but I would never stop dreaming of us being together.

Hah, I smirk at myself as I walk out of the room with the other students' close behind and in front of me, wanting to escape as soon as they can. I'm out and before you know, I have my head up high and wondering what the future has in store as I walk to a certain destination to see a special someone.