You're Ours (GXG || Intersex)

13

Emrie

Jun sighed and ran a hand over her face. She looked exhausted. She had deep bags, and her eyes had sunk, but she was gorgeous. "Are you okay," I asked, genuinely concerned. "I'm fine," she said. "What happened to you, and why did you come to school in this condition?"

Could I really tell her what happened?

Also, why did I come to school?

What would I gain from coming to school like this?

Surely, rumors would spread heavily about it now that I'm here.

We sat in an awkward silence as she prepared herself.

"I'm sorry," she finally spoke up.

"For what," I asked. She could apologize for anything, but I have never felt she hurt me. "For forcing you to accept me," she said.

When did she force me to accept her? We've done nothing other than a spank. It was Sila who did more.

"Who said I've accepted you?"

Once the words left my lips, she flinched as if she had been stabbed in the chest.

I got up from my seat and slowly walked to her. "You shouldn't be moving with those wounds," she said and tried to sit me back down. Moving her hands, I cupped her face and stared into her blue eyes.

Why is she so beautiful?

"I forgive you, though you've done nothing wrong," I said to ease her. She shook her head and searched my eyes for any signs of a lie.

"Emrie, I can see the fear in your eyes," she said as she removed my hand.

Her voice cracked as she thought the fear was directed toward her. "But this fear isn't about you, but for you," I said.

I barely felt the pain during the fight, but I'm sure it is no easy task to endure with no adrenaline. "I've felt worse, Emrie," she said, narrowing her eyes at me.

I lightly chuckled at the look on her face.

Breaking the silence we had settled in, she gently gripped my chin, making me look at her. "Are you ready," she asked. I wasn't ready to see her with my pain. I didn't want her to have it.

"Not really, but I don't think I'll ever be," I sighed. She gave a light laugh and looked at my lips.

She kissed my forehead, lingering for a moment. "It's going to be okay, I promise," she said. Never taking her eyes off me, I heard the door handle click, meaning she locked the door.

Her lips gently lowered to mine. She didn't want to hurt or make me uncomfortable, and I doubted she could. It felt like sparks had erupted through my body, and I was dancing on cloud nine.

Even though this wasn't our first kiss, this one felt different.

She gave my lips a couple of pecks until she tugged on my bottom lip, asking for permission. I parted my lips and allowed her access. I had never kissed with my tongue before, so I had no clue what I was doing.

The thought made me chuckle a little. Jun raised an eyebrow but continued the kiss. As I was getting into the kiss, a surging heat ran through my body, making me grip her arms. I gasped as the heat intensified, clouding my mind.

Without breaking apart, she lifted me and sat me on the desk.

Jun continued to deepen and even gripped my throat in the process. I could feel my ribs heal as each second passed.

When Jun finally removed herself, I released a whimper as the heat left me too. I looked at her through hooded and saw every mark that was on me on her.