How to Survive Your 19th Life [BL]

Chapter 27: The First

There is a sort of bliss in being absolutely wasted but still coherent enough to enjoy it. I sat right at the precipice of being a nauseated drunk and being buzzed. The cold air shocked a bit of soberness into my senses, but not nearly enough.

Emiel and I trudged to my car in the snow. I was grateful at least we didn't have to shovel it out. I gave Emiel my keys and sat in the passenger seat as he started up my car. We sat in it for a while in the quiet and stillness of the winter night.

"Thank you for doing this," I said, looking at the side of his face. He refused to look at me then. I found him utterly adorable. He was avoidant when he was upset. "You're cute. I wish you would look at me." I hadn't even realized I said that until he actually looked at me. I smiled warmly. "There you are. My pretty obsession."

His eyes flashed with emotion. 

"I can just drown in those hazel eyes," I said, still not realizing I was talking out loud. I felt so cozy next to him, even in the freezing car. "I wished you'd only look at me. Only me. I would love to take your eyes from you, keep them in a box." 

I reached forward with both hands, cupping his face tenderly. My thumbs outlined his eyes. I brushed over his eyelashes as though touching butterfly wings. My index fingers traced the outline of his ears with my pinky fingers dragging softly under his jawline.

"I would love to keep you inside me," I said. Emiel floated closer to me. My hands roamed down to his hot throat.  I could feel his hard pulse and his Adam's apple bob. His lips hovered close to mine but he didn't kiss me. I was drunk enough to let myself say such embarrassing things. And I was drunk enough to do anything he wanted me to.

"What are you saying?" he asked, his voice heavy and intense.

Feeling rather poetic, I murmured, "You are like a flame, Emiel. I want you to burn me from the inside out. I want to fall into the sun with you."

His lips crashed into mine. I was an inferno already and he turned me up ten thousand more degrees. He growled into my mouth, "Let me, Solomon." He kissed me like an animal. My hands were all over him, tugging at his coat, his hair, his belt. I shifted my entire body upwards, begging him to touch me where I hardened. 

His mouth dug into my neck as his hands pushed down into my jeans. I let out a whimper as his perfect fingers worked to release the pressure building up inside me. It wasn't enough. I tore open his coat and grabbed hungrily at the hard body inside. Emiel's lips consumed me. I kissed him with near equal passion but he easily overwhelmed me. Did he always want me this much? 

I sank into the seat as his lust overtook me. He wrestled my pants down, barely bothering with the buckle and zipper. I would burst at any moment if he so much as breathed on my erection. 

"Hey you can't do that here!" a voice called out. 

I snatched my pants up immediately as my senses returned. Emiel didn't seem to notice or care that we'd been caught. He kissed me still, almost drinking me into a dizzying trance all over again. I needed every ounce of dignity in me to push him away, which also took a considerable amount of muscle power. Emiel's face darkened when he was forced back into the driver's seat.

A security guard knocked on my car window, on the driver's side. Emiel let the window down.

It was one of the nicer guards. I didn't know him well, only that he often walked Malai to her car when she got out of lab late. He said, "I don't care what you fellas do, but please keep it behind closed doors. There are cameras."

I covered my face with my hands, mortified. After the guard left, Emiel muttered, "He's right. Let's go back to my place."

I grabbed the wheel as he began to back out of the parking spot. Nausea crept up my stomach. "Dude..." 

Emiel's eyes narrowed. "Dude? Don't fucking call me that."

I hiccupped. "I think I drank too much," I said. Just when I felt the inevitable queasiness overtake me, I managed to open my car door and throw up into the snow. I then fell face first in it and passed out.