The Chemistry goes on

Chapter Thirty Six- "Fuck You"

A/N:

Wouldn't say it's sexual scenes.... I'd call it, more sexual than usual scenes ;)

Chapter Thirty Six- "Fuck You"

Indiana's POV:

We walked back into the apartment with Lucas leading me inside. I walked straight into my room to change out of these clothes, that didn't even belong to me. I slipped out of it slipping on the basketball top. I looked at the boxers on the floor and the pile of tissue on top. I heard a light knock on my door to see Lucas with a small smile.

"Movie time?" He asks with a smile

I nod walking out following him into the living room. I jumped on the couch watching Lucas disappear into the room. He reappeared with a big blanket with white sheets jumping besides me. He covered us both under the covers warming me instantly.

"Red dawn" I picked with a big smile

He nodded quickly inserting the cd into the player and coming back on the coach with the remote. He out his arm over my shoulder letting me rest my head on his chest stealing his body warmth. His chin resting at the top of my head hearing his rusty voice. He then slips his other arm around my stomach not reaching my waist.

"Where are your shorts?" He asked amusement in his voice

"They don't fit" I mumble shyly

"What? you lost weight over dinner?" He asks laughing

"Can we not discuss this?" I ask with a smile looking up at him

He smiled still looking down at me. He then used his hands letting go of my stomach and slowly stroking my cheek. Not moving away I just looked back at him making slow relaxing movements. I never saw myself ever falling for Lucas, I remember when I first saw him head faced down earth not letting anyone in.

But then something felt wrong, as I said before Isaac just kind of got in the way. Not letting me move on. I knew who I truly loved but it wasn't fair for Lucas. Then again me and Lucas weren't anything, we've already discussed it. I never really thought myself ever saying this but we kind of classes each other as "Friends". Not friends with benefit because we didn't exactly have sex.

"Friends right?" I ask suddenly breaking the silence

"Yeah, Friends" he confirms leaning in

Surprisingly I didn't budge back. Instead I waited patiently for his lips to meet mine. And when they did it was the best feeling ever, and not a second did i regret his soft lips moving in sync with mine. Grabbing softly into his neck with every head turn we did, he slid his hands around my small waist pushing my body against his. I now found my self straddling his lap while he sat on the same couch.

He move from my lips leaving electrical sparks down my jaw, leading lower to my neck making my body weak. I found myself holding onto his shirt for support while he left small nibbles at the end of my earlobe. Whatever he was doing, I didn't want him to stop. He moved back on to my neck painfully bitting and sucking on to my skin, yet the pain was somehow in a weird way pleasing. It hurt... But it was nice pain.

I then realised what he was doing snapping my eyes open, I pushed him off my neck panicking. I ran my hands on my neck for a mark, then realised I wouldn't be able to feel it anyways.

"What's wrong?" He asked

"Your gave me a hickie" I moan getting up from his lap

I ran into my room facing the mirror to see a circular red mark on my neck. Thinking maybe because I was black I would be able to get away with it. In fact I was wrong, very wrong. Instead my hickie was redder than any hickie I've ever seen. He followed behind me, slipping his hands through my waist seeing his tall figure behind me.