I Want to Die in New Orleans // $uicideboys

34: Slick

    I exited the bathroom, my luggage nowhere to be found. I rummaged through the only bag I kept with me for clothes and some makeup and maybe some deodorant but I'd only found two of those three things. I slipped into clean clothes and applied my makeup as I stole some of either Scott or Ruby's deodorant. I assumed Scrim dragged everything into his room, so I made my way there after bringing my clothes into the small laundry closet.
    His bed was empty though my belongings sat in the corner of his room. I plopped myself onto the edge of his bed, trying to let my thoughts articulate in my mind but all were senseless. I felt like I was staring at the black hole of my intellect. My eyes were dry and my temple burned, I decided to rummage through Scrim's nightstand for a blunt hopefully on standby. His room always felt like night although rays of sunlight seared across the room and as I studied the shade of sunlight, smoke began to creep into the air. The edge was dulled and my muscles released, leaving me laying in the only thing left to call home.
    After the blunt had evaporated I placed the roach in the ashtray, shoving my bruised skin into Scott's pillow. My eyes burned as they closed while my mind laid awake. My body pounded with emotions that took the place of my organs and my brain was foreign to any SOS they'd tried to send. I tried to wrestle the feelings down but they creeped back up, as if I'd have to throw them up to let it go. Some time went by as I ended up drifting to sleep, awakening to an arm wrapped around my waist and a body lying against mine.
    My stomach fluttered as the heat of Scott rose my temperature. His other arm was tucked underneath my neck as we spooned. His hand laid empty in front of me, to which I filled with mine, and I nudged myself closer into him. He held his body firmly against mine, his hand around my waist now gripping it. He slowly rubbed his thumb against my stomach, causing me to slightly twitch unintentionally. His breath teased my neck as he released a velvety, intimate chuckle. My eyes were still shut with a smirk plastered onto my face.
    In one hand Scrims fingers were interlocked with mine while the other one released my waist. He reached over to drape the covers over us, his hand trailing up the side of my thigh, to my waist. My shirt slid up as his fingers lightly met my skin. His hand rubbed my side for various minutes, then decided to wander elsewhere, slowly trailing across my outer chest. Slight moans released from me as a tingling sensation formed in my breast. The twitches became reoccurring, causing me to sway my body in all types of ways.
    "Oh yeah?" He quietly growled, I could feel the grin on his face as he teased me.
    "You're just having so much fun with this," I muttered with an attitude. His fingers began to move closer to my nipples, just barely grazing himself across them.
    "This's even more fun," He hummed after I had let out a louder whimper.
    His hands began groping my breast somewhat rough. I felt the covers adjust as he moved them out the way to enjoy the sight of what he was doing to me. He released his hand that was intertwined with mine, switching it to my tits as his other hand now moved up and down my stomach. I moved my arm around his neck to give him more freedom, while my other hand roamed as much as it could around him. His fingers slipped under my waistband, reaching lower to grip my thighs, I felt my legs begin to quiver as my chest jumped with pleasure.
    His hands squeezed my inner thigh, every action of his making my body go crazy. I adjusted myself to where I was laying on my back, causing Scott to respond by grazing my area.
    "Mmmm.." I mumbled passionately with my eyes shut.
    Scrim dug his face into my collarbone as he got himself comfortable on me, tracing his finger in between my lips. He began lightly kissing and biting my neck as he stimulated my clit, sending shocks that began to occur more and more throughout my body. I slipped my hand in his waistband as well, feeling how hard he was in my hand.
    "Mmh," he groaned as I felt against his cock, trying to keep a steady stroke.
    Scrim drew his hands away from me, causing the zapping in my skull to be summoned. He slipped his way under the sheets and in between my thighs, once again shaking all my nerves. My head sunk deeper and deeper into the pillow as I swayed against the rhythm his tongue had set. His fingers slid into me, his mouth pulling away, while my conscience began to slip from the overstimulation. Then unexpectedly, Scott flipped me over, once again connecting his mouth to me. Ecstasy poisoned my brain, though not as much as when I finally was able to feel him.
    As if my involuntary moaning wasn't already loud enough, just feeling him about to enter me almost sent me off the edge. The mixture of his low groans and amazing foreplay had me in pieces for him.
    "Please," I said quietly.
    "Oh fo real?" he chuckled, as he dangled himself over me, "Shoulda broke you earlier so I didn't have to hear al that back talk, uh?" 
     "Not true,"
     "Hey hey don't start na, cause i'll have you cryin soon," He jeered as he eased his way into me.
     I pleaded with bliss as all the built up tension I had for Scrim was broken down. Each stroke added more and more pressure, my legs shaking erratically.
    "Mmh, I feel you, been wantin this uh?" He said, sounding as if he was savoring each squeal and convulse that came out of me.
    "Mhmm," I muffled into the pillow.
    He grasped my hair firmly, pulling it somewhat aggressively towards himself, "Whatcha said princess,"
     "Yess," I whimpered as I climaxed.
     He then abruptly pulled himself out, getting off of me, and flipped me onto my back. My mind was so scrambled the last thought was to hide my face back into the pillow as I had done earlier. Though once I made eye contact I had realized it was too late.
    "Yeo what the fuck?"
    "What?" I asked as if clueless but my heart was already in my throat.
    "I thought everything went fine, that's why i started wit all this, then i flip you over n you gotta huge ass welp across your fuckin head?"
    "I made it back in one piece," i smiled, "that's fine enough,"
    "Nah that's not, you didn't tell me.. and then just let me...fuck man I feel like shit," Scrim stressed as he adjusted himself away from me.
    "Not that deep, ain't nun I've never had before, sorry tho ... Who'd wanna fuck a busted up face, huh," I laughed dryly.
    "Not even close to being bout that and you kno it," He added coldly.
    "It's done with," I tried to reassure him though it came out as a weak whisper.
    We sat in silence til I eventually adjusted myself comfortably in his bed, to which he followed me. He scooped his arms around my waist holding me close to him. My heart beat fell in sync with his as my eyes burned from exhaustion.
    "I kno it don seem like it but I care shawty.." His words drifted, isolated in my mind.

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I'm sorry for the cringy smut y'all but ... it had to be in the book at some point 😭
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Again i am sorry for the writers block, also a ton of things are going on and this book is just a thing I tend to when i'm bored honestly. Seeing votes and comments do make me more motivated to keep writing for y'all so thank you for that :)
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