Pretend It's Okay (Bluestone 42 Fanfic)

Chapter 19

AUTHOR'S NOTE: WARNING! SLIGHT SMUT (DIRTY, MATURE, SEX CONTENT) AHEAD! BEWARE....

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Karmin's POV: (Five Months Later)

Leaning against the tree, I look out amongst the vast way between us and the rest of afghan. I inhale deeply, the heat only a little less radiating on me due to the partial shade this tree offers, but I hadn't come here for coolness. I had come here to remember the times I had been through beneath and by this very same tree. "Whatcha doing, Love?" Gordon asks from beside me as he slides himself down the length of the tree's trunk. I scoot into his side, laying my head between the crook of his neck where his shoulder and neck meet.

"Just reminiscing. I can't believe we are going home soon." I sigh, rubbing the tip of my nose against his neck to which I feel him stiffen a bit. I feel a brush against my thigh before fingertips crawl inbetween mine, then locking around my hand perfectly enclosing it. His neck then moving as he turns his head, lips brushing my forehead.

"I know, love. But we'll be back. It's only for a bit then we'll be here again. Besides, Skip, Rocket, and Mac all agreed to come visit us. Even Byrd and Mary." He tries to brighten my thoughts, but I only shrug and rub my nose against his neck again. "What did I tell you about that, Karmin?" He lowly warns, his deep voice shining through as this action causes him the slightest bit of pleasure to run through his body.

"I can't quite remember, Gordon." I softly reply, before leaning over, breath running over his neck as I move my lips to his left ear. "Something between it being annoying or... a turn on." I finish as I kiss his earlobe then gently bite it. I then trail kisses down his jaw, followed by his neck, and finally, I find his sweet spot, my teeth gently nibbling it before I press my lips against the skin, sucking while lightly running my tongue's tip over it. He lightly shudders at this, my hands running down his chest then back up as I pull away and blow gently on the bruised skin. When I am done, I jump up and start to run since I have a small advantage of leaving him dazed that I'd done that.

"Karmin-" Mac calls as I pass him, but he notices my running so he only asks, "What'd you do?"

"I'm running from Gordon so if you see him, any of you," I say, pausing and looking at Rocket, Skip, Mary, and Nick, "see him; You have NOT seen me. Ok? Good." I then race off again, heading towards Byrd's quarters where Gordon would definitely not find me.

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Half an hour later, Byrd's blabbing her ear off about Nick and his blindness to see that she still likes him when suddenly the door bursts open. I turn my head to see Gordon, but as soon as I stand, he's gotten to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and lifted me over his shoulder. "Byrd!" I squeal to which she laughs, shaking her head.

I then feel a large hand make contact with my left ass cheek as the door closes behind him, a gasp of slight delight and more surprise escapes my lips. "Gor-don!" The first part comes out as a surprised scold, but ends as a moan as he slaps the same ass cheek again. "Put me down!"

"Oh, no. We are going to finish what you started, you tease." He demands in a low voice, the door to his quarters opening. (Well, now it's more like our quarters since I stay a lot of nights here, cuddled with him.) I wiggle in his grasp to which his only response is laying me gently on the bed, contradicting to the angry blaze in his hazel eyes.

"Gordon," I lightly whimper as his eyes rake over my smaller form in his room, completely clothed and freezing though it is scorching outside. He raises his hand before slowly dragging his right index finger to my bottom lip tucked beneath my top teeth in anticipation, untucking it before he trails it down in a straight line, passing between my breasts, over my navel piercing, and stopping right above the beginning of my 'lips'. "What-" He smirks at me before poking inbetween the clothed objects, his finger layered by a pair of pants and one of panties, brushes my opening to which I lightly gasp from beneath him.

"So, you teased me, maybe I should tease-" I cut his lecture off with a kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him ontop of me, my tongue mingling with his as we fight for dominance. Because we are both so damn stubborn, I just roll us over and take control, breaking the kiss to pull my top off (and reluctantly breathe instead of stealing his air). He then pulls his off, my hands slowly running over the lines intricately detailing his torso, just as I've done multiple times before. However, this time it's different and I know he will stop me when he gets irritated by the further delay.

He rolls us over, so he is back on top, arms on either side of my head as we tease each other with both playful kisses and passionate ones, furthering our exploration of each other's bodies. Before I can notice, he questions if it is alright that he enters and I nod, literally and figuratively letting someone in...