Diablo (Machine Gun Kelly)

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Two days later:

I sat up in bed gasping for air. I haven't had a dream that bad since the other night, the smaller dreams about being killed weren't as rough. I looked over at my phone and checked the time. It was to early for this shit. Out of the corner of my eye I seen someone sitting there. I reached over and turned the light on to see Colson. His expressionless face making me feel bad.

"I was wondering when you would get up. That dream was pretty interesting". He said and leaned back into the chair.

"What are you doing in here"? I asked, ignoring his comment.

"Its my room". He sighed.

I shut the lights back off and faced away from him. Now was the time to ignore him and not talk. It's what he wants.

"You suck at this whole silent treatment thing". He chuckled.

I kept my eyes closed and kept my comments to myself.

"Oh cmon". He whispered and I felt the bed sink in behind me.

Don't talk, don't talk, don't talk.

"You're nervous". He whispered.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

He put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me back so I was facing him. I kept my eyes shut.

"Very nervous". He whispered again, placing his fingers on my neck.

"The more you stay this way, the angrier I get sweets". He mumbled.

"Leave". I finally spoke.

When I opened my eyes he was smirking. That's when his fingers travled down my neck and down my torso. I grabbed his hand he chuckled.

"Admit it. You can't ignore me, even if you tried". He smiled.

"I'm trying to sleep". I mumbled.

He nodded and leaned over, placing his lips to my neck. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying not to give in. If I do then it's over for me. I gasped when his teeth grazed the skin and I smacked him.

"Cmon. Give in". He whispered.

His hand went under the blanket and I grabbed it quickly.

"Goodnight Kells". I mumbled and pushed his hand away.

He chuckled and kissed my neck again. Why was this so hard to get through? No matter what I wanted it, but I can't show him that.

He crawled ontop of me and pinned my arms by my head as his lips went to the other side of my neck. I held back a moan as he kissed the spot under my ear then when his lips kissed the middle of my throat. He was messing with me, he wanted to hear my thoughts. Jokes on him.

"Goodnight. Kells". I spoke again, maybe he would get the hint but part of me didn't want it to stop. I knew he wouldn't force himself. I knew that he knew when to stop. This was all a test now.

"You're really trying". He chuckled.

I kept quiet but when he put his hands under my shirt I gasped. I was losing this battle very sadly. His hands traveled up my torso. My hands grabbing his to stop him.

"Go ahead". He whispered and lifted my shirt.

I mentally smacked the grin off my face. I can't believe I wanted this. He kissed my neck again and I finally let go. The soft moan that escaped my lips caused him to push more.

"Please". I begged.

He pulled back from my neck and his lips went to mine. I reached for him like my life depended on it. I felt myself give more into the temptation as I reached down and grabbed him. He quickly got off of me. Good.

I quickly faced the window, still feeling him behind me. When his arms wrapped around me and pulled me into his chest I calmed down. But that calmness left my body as he pushed his hands into my leggings. I turned my head into the pillow as he worked his fingers. I gasped out again, only making it more difficult for me to hold myself together.

"Give in". He whispered.

I squirmed under his touch as I felt my body shake. His fingers moving in and out causing me to fall apart. The small whimper that left my lips was what set him off. He moved his fingers faster.

"Colson" I moaned out and he chuckled.

He put his one arm under the pillow so he could pull me closer to him, his other hand keeping the moment going. When he pulled me into his chest a sense of relief came over me. Knowing that I was close and that Colson was causing that momentum in my body. I reached back to grab him and he chuckled.

"Fiesty". He whispered and kissed my neck.

I got my hand into his jeans but his fingers caused me to stop. I finally let go. Feeling a rush of relief through my body. When he removed his hand I quickly turned to face him. He grabbed my thigh and brought it over his hip as his lips connected to mine. I placed my hand over him again and got it down his jeans. He used his hand to guide me as I grabbed him through his boxers. As he grew under me, I smirked into the kiss. I moved my hand down slowly, then pushed my hip agaisnt him. He bit down on my lip, pulling my bottom one back slowly. In the darkness I seen the red eyes, knowing I had him.

"Dont start what you won't finish". He whispered.

I shook my head and continued my actions. He started it.

I got out of his hold and got ontop of him, trying to pull his jeans off but he didn't let me. He grabbed my hips and pulled me back down.

"That's enough". He smirked and gave me another kiss.

I shook my head. I can't stop, even if i wanted to. I wasn't sure what trance he had on me right now but I didn't want to stop.

"This is all you. There's no trance". He whispered.

I sat up and looked down at him. I played with the belt as my hands traced his hip. I needed to calm down now.

"Go to sleep Angel". He spoke softly.

I nodded and got off of him. I decided to face him. He pulled me into his chest as I sighed. What the hell am I gonna do now?