•GORGEOUS• .RIN ITOSHI.

|Chapter Eleven|

"If you've got a girlfriend, I'm jealous of her
But if you're single that's honestly worse
'Cause you're so gorgeous it actually hurts."

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Her body leaned on the kitchen counter, she wanted him to stop. But his lips captured hers so skillfully.

She felt his hands, sliding down, to her waist, yanking her closer to him. Her lips, moulded perfectly with his, her trembling hands, wrapped around his shoulders.

The feeling was strange, she was actually liking it. She thought she'll feel, repulsed at the thought of making out with him. But the way his body slamming against hers, while his hands, roaming all over her frame, and his light grunts, made everything so delightful.

"I-i can't, Rin. You're drunk." Y/n gasped, partly parting with him. "Just because I am high, doesn't mean, I am not in my senses..." He responded, and lifted her up, placing on the kitchen counter.

"I am Rin Itoshi. You're Y/n L/n. I am kissing you right now, in my kitchen, when my friends aren't around, in the middle of the night. And I want you..." He pushed his tongue, insides her mouth, all of sudden, without giving her any moment to process, neither, breath.

The taste of bitter alcohol, mixed with her saliva, as his tongue, explored, every inch of her inner linings. Rin parted her legs, and filled the gap, between them by moving closer to her.

Her legs wrapped around his waist. Y/n felt her heart accelerating with his every move. Her fingers, entangled with his black locks, grabbing on his nape. She felt her, jacket, sliding down her shoulder.

Rin's hands travelled to her thighs, caressing them, "You're a terrible kisser." He muttered biting her lips. Y/n snickered with the pain bearing on her lips, she whispered against his lips, "you're more terrible to kiss me."

His hands, slide inside of her shirt, giving her chills, feeling sudden coldness against her skin. His hands, managed to unbutton her shirt from inside. While their tongue collided with each other. She lightly tapped on his shoulder, parting breathlessly, with thin thread of saliva, connecting the lips.

Now that they are staring at each other, Y/n felt every shade of red across her face. She squeezed her eyes shut, clutching over his collar, in embarrassment. Rin found it, amusing that how she can be so attractive, even when she's blushing.

Y/n gulped hard, struggling with words, and confidence to look at him. She hugged herself, looking down at her lap, feeling cold winds, hitting her exposed skin and yes, Rin was still, between her legs, with a smirk on his lips, hands on her thighs.

The city lights gave her glowing effect, Rin was so glad, seeing her not protesting with him, and felt his head filled with many unholy thoughts.

In the pitch dark house, where only the golden reflection, ignited the room. She gushed, to his silhouette, into his glistening blue eyes.

"Rin, I thi-" she wasn't able to finish, when, Rin's index finger, placed under her chin, lifting her gaze to look, in his blue orbs, and placed his lips on her. She was tired of fighting with this feeling, of hating him, and now that he knows and he doesn't feel the same as well, she kissed him back.

Rin, slide down, to her neck, nibbling on her skin, with his tongue swirling along, giving her butterflies which can't be controlled anymore, "Oh, Rin!" She moaned near his ear, holding on her breath, so that Bachira who was sleeping in the next room don't hear anything.

Rin trailed down, with his sloppy kisses, to her shoulder, and then collar bone, kissing breathlessly, as if she's a hallucination. His hands, grabbed her ass, pulling her closer to him. They were so close that air couldn't pass, between them. The only thing which was parting them was the layer of clothing.