CONSUME

[21] touch

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smut warning

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kameron springfield

Axel didn't reply to my question. He bent down, unlacing his sneakers and kicking them off to the side. Left in white socks, he scanned the room with his eyes. I stood a distance away from him, heart beating fast. This must be one of the few times that Axel's been in my bedroom. He observed the posters on my walls, and then looked at the books and laptop on my desk. 

He glanced at the bed, and then up at me who stood across from it against the door. Axel gazed carefully at my face, and the his eyelids lowered, his blinking become sporadic and quick when he looked at my shirt. I felt chills on my arms, realizing that I'm not wearing a bra, and this flimsy tank top puts the entire shape and size of my breasts on display.

Quickly I covered them by crossing my arms, and Axel raised his eyebrows at my action. My face was turning red, and his cheeks were becoming a bit pink too. He walked towards my desk. 

I watched him silently, as he brought his fingers to the top of my text books, and then over my sketchbook. He tapped the cover of it, looking to me. 

"Don't open it," I told him, tightening my arms around my body anxiously. "That's my sketchbook."

"So?" He asked, "I want to see your drawings." He told me. I shook my head instantly. 

"You can't." I said, "It's like my diary." I watched his facial expression soften, as he slid his tongue across his top teeth. He released his hand from the book and nodded. He looked at the wall against my desk and the pictures that were on it. As he carefully took in all of the elements to my bedroom, I assessed his appearance. He was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants that seemed large on him, and a black sweatshirt. His brown hair is messy but soft looking, and even the back of his head and neck somehow seem appealing to me. 

Once Axel was done staring at the pictures, he turned to face me. I bit my lip, watching him glance across the rest of the room. His eyes landed on a black and pink colored shopping bag. 

"Did you go shopping?" He asked me. 

I inhaled sharply at the thought of what's inside of that Victoria's Secret bag, and remembered the skimpy red lingerie I'd bought. I uncrossed my arms in a fit and rushed over to the bag, pushing it under my bed. "N-No!" I said. 

An instant wave of bewilderment washed over Axel's expression. "What?" He said in surprise. "What's in the bag? Why are you acting like that?" He asked me. 

"Wh-what," I scoffed. Standing back upright, I placed my hands on my hips casually, "I'm not acting like anything." I furrowed my brows in confusion at my own words. "I mean..."

"You are definitely acting weird." He said, his eyes darting back down to my chest. Then he looked at the bag poking out from under the bed. 

"I'm not! I just..." I crossed my arms over my body again, blushing from his sight on my breasts. "It's... don't you know what that store is?" I asked, referring to the recognizable shopping bag design. 

"No?" He asked obliviously. "I was just making conversation. You're the one being weird about it." He said, raising an eyebrow.