Forget Me Not || HIATUS

Chapter 23 - Mess

Tristan

My heart leaped into my throat, the bottle stopped in front of me, not in front of the overly giggly girl next to me, not in front of one of Chloe's friends, no. The bottle had chosen me to kiss Chade, albeit it'll be short since we're only at the first level of the game, but it was locking lips with my crush nonetheless.

I suppressed my giddy smile as I felt Chloe and Lola's combined gazes fall onto me from where they were spectating in a corner of the room. I looked up from the bottle, locking eyes with Chade who was smiling gently. He stretched out his arms and leaned back onto his palms, motioning for me to come over.

Giggling as I crawled over with my lip caught between my teeth. I could feel everyone watch with bated breath, the tension in the air palpable as I reached Chade. I placed my hands on either side of his shoulders, he sat up a little more and brought his hands to my waist, holding me gently. Goosebumps appeared on my skin at the contact and a delicious shiver ran down my spine as his thumb ghosted my skin.

"You okay?" He asked. I nodded, any words I once knew disappearing on my tongue as my heart began racing. He edged closer, hesitating for a beat, making my stomach leap with excitement. The anticipation was too much, I could barely take it anymore. 

I couldn't take the teasing any longer and I had to bite my lips to stop myself from squirming too much, desperation burning through my veins. My pulse was pounding throughout my brain, not at all helped by the alcohol running through my system.

Just fucking do it.

I mentally screamed, wishing with all of my might for him to close the gap between our lips, even it was just for a second, it would be enough for me. I heard him take a shaky breath as a few people in the background egged him on.

"Fuck it." Was all I heard as our lips collided. Shock coursed through me, then pleasure. I instantly melted into his touch, loving the smell, the taste, the feel of his hands gripping my waist, teasing the fabric. My heart soared, I was kissing my crush, oh my god I was kissing my crush.

Chade's lips felt so gorgeously soft, I always thought that this treasures was painfully out of reach and yet here I am having a taste of the forbidden fruit. Fuck it's a crying shame he's straight, but I did not allow myself to dwell on the thought, preferring to lose myself in him. His hands squeezed my waist and I had to hold back a quiet sigh, not wanting to ruin the moment with unwarranted horniness. And-

He pulled away.

And everything stopped.

I felt empty, as his lips left mine. I felt like I was missing something important, something vital to the proper function of my body. Just as he let go of my waist, I felt a sudden wave of need come over me, like I was suffering from major withdrawal from an extremely addictive drug, one that I could not get enough of now that I know the taste.

I scooted back to my seat, my cheeks and ears burning, just like Chade's were. The kiss was extremely short, much to my despair but it was enough for me, he is enough for me.

*~~~*

Chade

The game continued and we soon moved up a level as everyone was starting to let loose even more and have fun. That first kiss I had with Tristan was confusing to say the least. It was my first ever kiss with someone of the same gender as me and it felt... good?

I don't quite know how to explain it but I somehow enjoyed it, a spark running down my spine when our lips connected. I pulled away rather quickly since I was overwhelmed with some strange sensations that I cannot bring myself to try and explain.