Calvin and Jasper watched the red car pull away from the roundabout drive from the hotel lobby window. Once the final shine of the car's paint seal disappear into the road, they looked at each other and grinned. Without asking, or needing to for that matter, Calvin picked Jasper up, stepped to the elevator and went inside, then pressed their floor number. As they waited for the box to move, Calvin pressed his lips against Jasper's with a little hum to a random tune. Jasper smiled.
"What were you wanting to watch, Jas?" Calvin asked him softly, watching the door to the elevator as he waited for it to open.
Jasper shifted in Calvin's arms. "I don't mind if you choose," Jasper answered. The doors opened and Calvin stepped out and headed for their room.
"Do you like scary movies, sweetness? Or are you a little baby?" he teased.
Jasper hit his shoulder playfully. "I can watch a scary movie! What do you have in mind, though...?"
"I brought a flash drive with movies loaded onto it," he dug the key from his pocket, moved awkwardly to push it into the lock, and continued speaking as he opened the door and went inside, "does "Sweeney Todd" sound alright to you? It's got a lotta blood. It's a musical, though."
The door clicked shut behind them as Jasper answered, "I can handle blood... So much as you're there to comfort me if I freak out."
"Ah! So you are squeamish with horror movies!"
Jasper sighed and squirmed out of his arms onto the floor. "I said I could watch one, I never said I'm not able to watch one without getting uncomfortable..."
Calvin chuckled as he swirled Jasper back towards him. He caught him from behind, sliding his hand down his chest. "You'll be fine, it's not even that bad, really... Very theatrical."
Jasper spun and kissed him. He moved off but Calvin followed his lips, laughing lightly as he repeatedly kissed Jasper, ushering him backwards to the bed. The backs of Jasper's knees hit the edge of the mattress and he fell onto it, where Calvin caged him in from above. The blonde bent down and kissed him softly at first, then went into the more rough type. Jasper smiled in between a few of them, wrapping his arms around Calvin and further pulling him down. As Calvin went to kiss him again, Jasper put a finger to his lips to stop him.
"We still have cake and a movie to do, Romeo," he said, grinning. Calvin stood, hands on the small of his back as he looked at the T.V and the hotel room phone, and sighed.
"Must you make me wait, dear?" he asked sarcastically.
"Patience," he said from below, still on the bed. Calvin gave him this little puppy-dog look, and Jasper let out a huff of air. "I'll give you five minutes, you get my face, that's it." The older teen immediately perked up and bent back down onto Jasper. The raven-haired sophomore looked up at him with his soft hazel eyes, hands over his head and elbows bent like in surrender. "Just five minutes."
"That's what everyone says when they press the snooze button, but how many times do regular people press that, hm?" He grazed his lips over Jasper's neck, and eventually they found their way to his ear. "I do it at least several times." He kissed Jasper heatedly, continuing what he'd wanted to do at the park. He'd been interrupted by his tears.
After a moment Jasper made a tiny little noise into Calvin's mouth; the blonde had run a cold hand up his shirt and the other beneath his thigh. Calvin swiped his tongue over Jasper's, and as a result the other ran his hand through his light hair, took a few breaths of fresh air, and glanced at the clock a few times. Time was going incredibly slow, it had only been two minutes.
Eventually Jasper gave in after the third minute and sat up into Calvin's lap, holding his face firmly in place as he worked his own magic. He could've sworn he heard Calvin slur the word 'angel' into the mix, and he snaked a hand up from his knee to his rear. Jasper frowned slightly, but also smiled. In a moment his bottom lip lingered over Calvin's top lip. He let him bite his neck lightly, resisting the urge to instigate any further intimacy. Like any of this could be considered 'resisting intimacy'. Jasper pulled off Calvin, his eyes drifting to the digital clock. The fifth minute was up and Calvin seemed disappointed.
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Secrets
RomanceJasper Short is a sixteen-year-old sophomore attending Lenox Memorial High in Lennox, Massachusetts. He is dark-haired, hazel-eyed behind black glasses, and ignored. He is a shadow. He is hardly acknowledged, save for being harassed and teased. Desp...