13th Street (Poly)

Vaughn y' 10th: Secret Lovers pt 2

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"Can you feel me, little one?"

My insides are burning, my body is scalding hot from his touch. I think I'm going crazy, I can't think of anything else but him. I love him.

"You're so tight. Do you like it?" He chuckled. "Your insides clenching in me every time I pull out. Was it that good?"

His pace hastens with his ragged voice echoing in the room. His low undertone is driving me closer and closer to my limit.

I can feel him, he's close too.

"Elijah... Ugh!"

I can't help but moan. I can feel him release himself inside of me. His low husky grunts masked with pleasure was sending shivers all over my body.

"Vaughn... Vaughn."

He repeatedly whispered while planting soft kisses and holding me close as if I'll disappear anytime from his grip. His arms enveloped me as he walked towards the bed where he put me in his lap and hushed me back from heaven.

"I'm here baby. I'm here."

He spoke.

"I'm here."

"I'm here. Vaughn."

I looked up the man standing Infront of me. His footsteps field with haist. I can hear his uneven breathing despite the heavy rain... with face field with urgency as he kneeled down infront of me, seemingly desperate to see my face.

"Why? Why did you do that?"

I laughed weakly. Is he serious? After all this time. After all this time...

"Elijah... I..."

Every tone has a certain color. It was something only I see. So naturally my world if field with colors, both vibrant and ... dark ones.

No one understands... but her.

How would it feel to live in a world where colors field the air? Where everytime you spoke to someone, their face would be rendered with filtered colors. Where every music you hear clouded your vision to the point of suffocation. Where the only peace you could find was in sleep or...

Death.

"I won, Elijah I... won." My tears flooded as my sobs continuously echoed outside.

"Vaughn... I'm sorry. I'm here. I'm here."

That reassuring voice who continuously draw my guilt collided with the warmth I felt from his body as he hugged me so tight as if I'm falling apart.

Like I was slowly breaking...

"It was too late, Elijah. I was too late." My voice broke as my heart aches even more.

"I didn't even have the chance to give her my trophy... She didn't even have the chance to watch me... I'm finally... finally there, Elijah. Our dreams are finally... finally there! But she's not here... she's gone. She left me... left me."

My voice was trembling from all the pain and anger. I can't contain the emotions seeping out as my visions getting clouded by dark red and purple, I was raging. I was so mad that I can't do anything but watch the woman I love disappear.

I was so useless... what was the use of winning? A simple music competition cannot bring my mother back. Even this trophy cannot kill that man... if only...