Joe placed two cups down, eyeing the small table with a sigh, 'this looks stupid.. your stupid, you look,' he stopped staring at the mirror on his wall, he sighed, pulling the black sweater he was wearing off, just leaving him in a checkered button up, 'stupid,' he breathed. He tossed the balled up sweater onto his couch before clearing his throat. He showered, with soap. He cleaned.. everything was perfect. Everything was going to go perfect, he would be everything Evan couldn't. He placed some boxes of food onto plates, looking around his apartment once more before hearing a knock.
'That's her-'
Joe practically ran to the door, composing himself before he opened it, his eyes wandered, and so did his mind.
'Good god... she looks.. amazing'
He cleared his throat, looking down at his own outfit, spinning in a circle for her, "thank you, thank you," he smirked, looking at her confused before he spotted Paco, he moved so she could come in, nodding at the boy before closing the door behind him.
He felt bad for leaving Paco out there alone, but a man had his needs, and tonight he was going to fulfill them. Close this gap in there relationship, he would ask her to be his girlfriend, they could be together forever. Love each other, it would be true love. Like a fairy tale.
*
Joe breathed nervously, rubbing his hands together as she looked around, what was she thinking?
'Does she hate it? Is it to much- does she want to leave,'
A million questions ran into joes mind. His worried expression quickly changed to a false smile when she turned to face him.
*
Joe breathed nervously, rubbing his hands together as she looked around, what was she thinking?
'Does she hate it? Is it to much- does she want to leave,'
A million questions ran into joes mind. His worried expression quickly changed to a false smile when she turned to face him.
"Thank you.. I mean.. I don't go out alot.. it's just me and books.. and occasionally Ethan, at the book store not here- I don't need him suggesting where to put Star Wars posters," Joe joked. Rubbing his hands against his pants, we're they always this sweaty? He smirked, "well... she'll hate me for saying this, but a very attractive woman helped me pick that out," he joked, following her to the dinner table, he raised-
His hands, deciding just to let her take her jacket, his eyes going to her bare shoulders, if he ever went back to her apartment, he was taking that top.
He was quick to stand in front of her, pulling out her chair, "mlady," he played out.
'Mlady? What is wrong with you?!'
He cleared his throat, going around to sit in the chair in front of her, pouring some white wine into her cup and his.
'A good friend... we kissed! Twice, does that still make us friends Ella?!'
Joe smiled, "hey.. I can't ignore a girl with fine book tastes, and.. I had to help, Evan seemed-seems agh, like a sweet guy, and I know you guys were close," he sighed. Emptying his food box onto a plate, noodles and chicken, a simple meal.
He used a fork to pick through the meal, making eye contact with her every so often. "I appreciate you.." he said quietly, "I didn't say anything before.. I just, after my last breakup.. I was so sheltered, you've made me get up and- and go out," he smirked,
'And kill again, but.. that's a minor detail...'
*
After dinner, Joe was quick to pick up the plates, taking them swiftly to the kitchen, along with the cups. Placing them in the sink, he could worry about dishes later. He breathed quietly, glancing over at her as she stood, bringing the rubbish. Joe quickly took it from her hands, nervously but gently, placing his hands on her waist,
'Now's your chance Joe, make your move..'
Joe wanted to speak, but instead he moved his lips to press against hers, pressing her against the kitchen counter,
'If she doesn't want this.. she'll pull away.. or slap you.. either way you'd know.'
The kisses started to become hungrier, Joe pulled her along to his bedroom, "Ella." He breathed, trying to talk between hungry kisses, "I want- do you.." he breathed out, pulling his jacket off when she agreed.
He pushed her down onto the bed, watching her hungrily as she scooted up to one side, removing her shirt.
Joe didn't even blink,
'Joe.. breath.. joe- joe!'
Joe took in some
Air, watching as she removed her underwear, Joe quickly realising he was still standing there, pulling off his shirt buttons in tact, and removing his pants, his underwear was next, throwing it to the side before quickly pulling off his socks.
'This is it Joe, your about to make her night, she'll remember this forever, she'll forget Evan. It will be perfect'
He crawled into the bed, hovering above her as he leant into her lips, his lips crashing into hers several times before he scooted back slightly, looking down and back up at her to makes sure she was ok.
He swallowed, moving his hand between his legs to guide himself in. The feeling of her around him, forcing him to let out a grunt, she felt perfect, everything he'd ever dreamt of.
Before he moved inside her, he planted another loud kiss to her lips, the feeling of her soft hands on his jaw, it was perfect, there panting filling the room.
He placed his hands to either side of her, looking at the wall for a moment as he moved inside her, 'She moaned.. that's good right, god she feels good.. to good..'
joe let out another moan, thrusting into her once again, before feeling a overwhelming sensation, he bucked slightly,
"Ooh." Joe let out, placing his hand against the headboard to steady himself as he breathed through his own release, his teeth chattering. He had to catch his breath, "oooh..." he let out between breaths. Still holding into the wall as slowly realised what he had just done.
'Oh god- oh no-nononono, what was that? Eight seconds?!'
He kept his eyes to the wall, 'I've blinked longer than that-'
Joe looked down at her, letting out an awkward sigh as he pulled out, falling to the bed space next to her. An awkward silence filled the room as he caught his breath.
"She's going to call me minute man.. except it will be seconds! This has to be.. the worst experience of my life... he side eyed her, 'what is she thinking right now?'
He glanced up at the ceiling... his head sinking into the pillow.
This is awkward.
