• BURN ME •

• Epilogue • Snow•

Locked Out of Heaven

~ Divided By Friday

One month later

Snow

A grin is on my lips as the last pieces of furniture are moved into our place, it finally looks like someone lives here, because of the pictures and other decor. Even the Paintings that Luca painted of us have their place in the living room, "hey Fuego Pequeño, stop daydreaming and help us unpack instead." Comes from Flame, who is wiping the light coat of sweat from his forehead. Nacho pats him on the shoulder, "so... sorry, but I have to go back to the gym. My lunch break is over, see you tomorrow. Have fun..." Nacho says before he runs out of the door, I nod slightly, Sophia grins at me as she starts unpacking the box with the new plates and cutlery. Tero crouches on the floor and puts the new pans and pots away. It's great to have such good friends, with a smile, I walk past Luca and Nathaniel, who are putting Flame's and my books away on the shelf in the hallway. Flame turns around and enters our bedroom when he sees me coming towards him. "I'm not daydreaming," I say, Flame laughs amused. And turns back to me, with a broad grin I run towards him and hug him. He falls on back first on the bed and looks at me with a grin, I laugh. "I love you..." comes over my lips as I lean my forehead against his. He grins, "Baby... I love you too, but we should unpack. Otherwise, we'll have to do it tomorrow and that will overlap with the party." Comes over his lips, I snort quietly. "Unpacking is not that important, you still haven't told me what you want for your birthday, Babe." I say, Flame looks at me. "I have everything I need right here." He cups my cheeks, "I don't need anything more. I'm completely satisfied." I have to smile, before I kiss him. He can be real romantic sometimes, and I love it.

The others left a few hours ago. Also because Flame had a headache and had to lie down for a bit. I actually wanted to bake a cake during this time because it's Flame's birthday tomorrow. But not even ten minutes later I realized, that I'm a dud at baking. So I went to the supermarket and quickly got a small cake and a candle. Of course one of those number candles because 23 candles don't fit on the small cake. Sighing, I brush the hair from my forehead and put the groceries I bought in the fridge. I hear the bedroom door open and I turn around and see Flame walks towards the couch with a lazy look on his face. He sinks down onto it and sighs deeply before he yawns. I watch him for a moment, he turns on the TV and runs his hand through his hair, even tired he looks good. I grab the cake after lighting the candle and walk towards him. I stand behind him and run my free hand through his hair, he sighs at my touch and leans his head back to look at me. "Hey, Babe, how's your head?" I ask quietly, he smiles slightly. "Better than before my nap..." he says. I walk around the couch and sit on his lap, but I hide the cake so that he can't see it yet. He looks at me with half-closed eyes, "had I been sleeping for a long time? I don't even know what time it is." He says quietly and I smile at him. "Not that long, all that matters it that you're feeling better now." I whisper and lean forward to kiss him. He kisses me back and sighs as he pulls away, I grin at him. "It's half past twelve..." I say. Before I grin broadly, "which means... happy birthday, Babe?" I say and show him the plate with the cake.

Flame smiles at me and then blows out the candle. "Where did you get the cake from?" He asks quietly after a moment, I grin. "While you were sleeping, I went shopping." Flame nods and looks me in the face, "By the way, I have something else for you," I say quietly, he tilts his head. "Baby, you don't have to give me anything." I laugh quietly and nod, "I know...but it's not really a gift to wear or anything," I say, he looks at me silently. And I can see him thinking about possibilities of what it could be. I have to laugh when his look becomes confused. Silently, I reach for the small envelope in my back pocket and hand it to him. Grabbing the plate, I slide from his lap to sit next to him on the couch. "Don't look like that, open it." Comes impatiently from my lips, Flame slowly opens the envelope and pulls out the small picture of my new tattoo. He turns his head towards me, "I thought you didn't want to have it covered, snowflake." He says in surprise, I look at him. "Don't you like it?" I ask quietly, he smiles and cups my cheeks. "Yes... it's gorgeous. I just thought you didn't want to have it covered." He murmurs quietly as he leans forward, I grin against his lips. "I didn't want to at first either, but so much has happened, Flame. I don't have to be afraid of Reed finding me anymore. I... I love you and that's all that matters to me. I want to leave my past behind and start a new future... with you." I whisper against his lips before he kisses me, no, he devours me. He grabs the plate and puts it on the small living room table. Without breaking the kiss, I gasp in surprise when he knocks me over, till I lie beneath him, I break the kiss. "So you like it?" I ask quietly, he grins. "I love it, Baby..." comes from his lips. When the small picture with the cover-up of the letters falls to the floor on my foot. I'm glad he loves the little flame, because I love the tattoo too.

Flames lips crash hungrily onto mine, as if he's starving. One of his arms is propped up on the couch next to my head. While the other hand is gripping my hip. I feel his cock hardening against my thigh and I gasp for air. Which causes him to bite my bottom lip. With a sigh of pleasure, I run my hands through his hair. I grab his thick curls and want to pull him even closer. He groans as he breaks the kiss and leans back. His eyes are sharp and full of lust, he looks straight into my eyes. Damn, he looks so hot, he licks his lips. Before his hands slide under my shirt, his fingertips brush against my skin, leaving goosebumps in their way. He takes his time, slowly teasing me, but I know he wants me, I can see it in his burning gaze. And I'm more than ready to let him burn me. "You're so beautiful, Baby... every fucking inch of you is so perfect for me." His voice is hoarse, and my heart swells at his words. He can be so sweet, I don't know if he does it on purpose or not. My breath catches before I can say a word as his fingers slide over my nipples. A moan escapes my throat as he pinches them lightly, damn he knows exactly how to push my buttons. And fuck I love him for it.

I arch my back and try to lean into his touch. "You're so sensitive... aren't you?" He asks in a smoky voice and a grin against his lips. This man is going to kill me. He rolls my t-shirt up a little, bends down and presses his lips to a spot above my belly button. Before he lets a hand slide from my chest down. He pushes my sweatpants down a little and placed kisses down to the waistband of my boxer shorts. I look at him confused, "what are you doing?" I ask quietly, he looks up. "What I've wanted to do since a long fucking time." He says before carrying on to kiss his way down. With wide eyes and an uncertain look, I watch him as he pulls my boxer shorts down in one go. My erection, which can no longer be hidden, jumps happily towards him, fuck. Does he really wants to do this? But before I can really think about it, he leans down and kisses the tip of my cock. I bite my lip, fuck he's really doing it. I moan at the feeling of his lips on my cockhead, I've never had a blowjob before. Well, except once, but that was a total disaster. That's why I didn't want him to do it. My stomach is churning with excitement, but also with nervousness. Should I tell him? Oh, shit, my confused thoughts are interrupted as Flame's tongue darts over my tip, teasing the little slit in my tip. I can feel his tongue piercing sliding across my sensitive skin. I claw at the new couch, I look at him while a moan escapes from my lips. I actually want to say something, but no words come out of my mouth. I moan as Flame takes my tip into his mouth, it's warm and wet. And fucking hell, I can't describe this feeling at all.

My hands claw into his thick curls, but it doesn't seem to bother him. On the contrary, the harder I pull on his hair, the more he sucks and licks. And the more intensely he sucks, I see more stars, oh god. My head falls back, and my loins are on fire. Flame keeps pushing my hips down when I raise them. "Flame...fuck me..." he doesn't let my words affect him, he keeps sucking my cock. But he lifts his gaze and looks at me, I gasp loudly. God, it's so warm inside my skin, is this what heaven feels like? I feel my cock twitching and I know I'm about to come. "Flame... I..." he just nods and doesn't stop. His lips don't leave me, I moan loudly, when I feel myself climax in his mouth, holy shit. I swallow as I try to calm myself down, Flame meets my gaze with a sharp smirk. And leans over me, to press his lips to mine. I can taste myself on his lips, a completely new experience for me. He stares into my eyes as he pulls away. "Best birthday present ever..." comes from his lips. I have to laugh, he grins broadly. "And now... since I've ticked off a big point on my bucket list, we should go to bed." He says in an ambiguous tone before turning off the TV. He wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me up, "what about the cake?" I ask breathlessly, he laughs. "I'm having that for breakfast... Now I want to fuck you till the sun rises." Comes from his lips. I smile because in him, I've found someone, with whom I like to spend long nights till I'm old and gray.

I realized that you don't always have to burn your fingers, on the bad guys.