In Every Universe | Quinn Hughes

13 | Lily

I'D BEEN KISSED BY QUINN BEFORE, BUT NOTHING WOULD ever amount to this kiss. The intensity behind it, like it was almost forbidden, and in some ways, it was. His hands cradle my face, stroking the skin of my cheeks delicately as his lips search every inch of my mouth that he can find.

It's like he's been starving and deprived and he's finally being allowed to set himself free. I respond like I breathe, effortlessly, wrapping both of my arms around his neck with a noise that sounds suspiciously like a whimper falling from my lips.

"Q-Quinn," I stammer, moan getting lost between our embrace.

He presses me hard against the wall of his hall, all the lights in the house out which told me most of the boys that preoccupied this home were either still at post practice hanging out, or just, out. He tangles his fingers in my hair, shaking his head with furrowed brows.

"No," he mumbles. "Not that. Say my name, Lily."

I frown, pulling away ever so slightly to look at him. He's got his chest heaving at irregular intervals, telling me he's just about as flustered as I felt in this moment. His lips are dark pink and kiss swollen, his hair a complete mess. He looks ridiculously perfect with the only light shining in the room coming from the moon.
Cocking my head to the side, I scrunch my nose at his words. "I did?"

With a barely there smile that you'd only notice if you were looking for it, Quinn captures my lips against his in a much-too-sweet kiss to be considered a hook up. Quinn was breathing life into me, and I was stealing every moment of it and locking it away for later.

"No, darling," he sighs against my lips, pressing another peck to them like it's all he can think about. "My full name."

I blink, pausing.

"Q-Quintin," I breathe, lips set in a slight pout and eyes searching his desperately, noticing the shade they had deepened to.

He drops his head to the crook of my neck, offering me a low groan that I feel vibrating in the deepest, darkest parts of my body. His lips find their way to my neck, and I gasp loudly at the sudden feeling I hadn't known would be so sensitive.

"Fuck," he husks, pulling away with every ounce of self control he can muster, if only to pull me into the safety of his bedroom, because screwing me in the hallway, though tempting, was not an option. "I just wanna keep you forever."

My heart hammers in my chest at his words, because I'd love for him to keep me forever, but I don't admit that, afraid that he might take it the wrong way and think I want him for more than just this one time.

Because, I didn't, right?

I'm just getting him out of my system.

I ignore the voice in the back of my mind telling me that this was doing the complete opposite and that Quinn would undoubtedly be implanted in my mind for a long time after this.

The second we step inside his bedroom, I become hyper aware that I'm about to lose my virginity and a wave of fear washes over me. I'm panicking all of a sudden, my mind reeling and thinking of all the ways this could go wrong, and Quinn pulls away with a frown, noticing my complete change in demeanour.

"Lily?" He asks softly, eyes searching my own for answers I was too afraid to give him out loud. He tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear, fingers gliding over the hallow of my cheek. "Are you okay?"

I'm complete silent, unable to speak even a single word, and so instead I just nod.

He reads right through me, shaking his head still with that same frown. "Don't lie to me, sweetheart. Is this too much? We can stop. I won't force you to—"