VEINS

F O U R (shirtless)

I blow the smoke through my nose, laughing with Chris. We sit on his back lawn, just the two of us. I finish off the cigarette with one long inhale, I keep my mouth closed, trying to hold it in, but finally need to breath and let the smoke seep out in-between my lips.

He laughs at me, breathing out his last puff too. I rub the end of the bud into the damp grass. He takes it from my hand and gets up to throw it away inside.

I allow myself to lay back and look up at the cloudy sky. I look up at the clouds, easily finding a million things within them. Chris lays down next to me, grabbing my hand.

We lay looking at the sky in silence for some time. I look over at him and see his eyes are closed. I gently remove my hand from his but he stays peacefully asleep.

I get up and stand over him, leaning down and sitting on top of him, bringing my face right above his. His eyes open and at first look scared. But they calm down and he just stares at me, with no indication as to what he's thinking.

I squint my eyes at him, trying to read his face. All at once he grins wickedly and I cringe as his hands wrap around my waist. He picks me up and pushes me down, I try to fight him back but he grabs my wrists, pinning them to the ground. He sits over me now, laughing.

I scowl at him, but can't help but smile. "Get off me!" I yell at him.

He shakes his head. "You have to pled for it."

I laugh at him. "Oh great master Chris, will thou get off thee."

He brings his face down to mine, an inch away, then leans into my ear, whispering, "Not until I get a kiss." His words tickle my ear and I scrunch up, smiling.

I close my eyes and pucker my lips dramatically. I feel his lips at the bottom of my neck first, then a little closer. He kisses a trail up to my cheek. The whole time I'm laughing as the kisses tickle.

Finally, after all the teasing, he leans in and kisses my lips. His lips are so soft, so sweet. I've tasted them a million and one hundred times but they never seem to get old.

He releases my hands and I wrap them around his neck as he sits up, bringing me with him. I straddle my legs around his waist, never loosing contact with his lips. I kiss harder as his hands run under the back of my shirt.

I trail down to his neck, kissing him, tasting him, letting my tounge rub agaisnt his skin. I begin to suck. His hands feel my hips, then move up to around my Bra. I nod yes, letting him know this is okay.

I slide my hands to his shirt and pull it up, he leans back for a second to help me get his shirt off. His eyes connect with mine for a second. And in this second we goofily smile at each other, we soak in each others lustful gazes.

I close my eyes and lean back in, kissing his lips at first, feeling his hard stomach, and then work my way to his chest. His hands run up and down my clothed thighs. He whispers something but I can't quite understand.

He says it again and I take a second to tell him to shush. But he breaks away, and I finally look at him, "What?" I stamper.

His eyes are wide. "My Dad's home."

My heart beats faster than it already is. I jump off of him and he quickly puts his shirt on. We run over to the fence and he gets down on his knee.

I step up on his knee and push myself on top of his fence and jump down on the other side, I peek threw the small crack in the tall wooden fence and he looks through it, back at me. I see only his eye, but that's enough to see he hates this as much as I do.