WARNING: CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT
WRITERS P.O.V
The night had layed still, leaving the two hopefuls in destrought from their seperation. Nothing seemed to be going right for neither of them, it was either bad luck or good luck for a maximum of a day and obsacles always got in the way.
The breeze was calm, yet heavy, only making Olivia tempted to look out of her window and up at the crisp night sky. She sighed as she proped herself up on her bed , watching her breath fog up in the air. George was locked up again in his abanndoned flat, alone in the dark.
Georges P.O.V
That was it, I couldn't cope anymore. I had to see Olivia. I missed her smile when I told her I loved her, the look in her eyes when I swore to her that I would never leave her, the way her lips curved up into a smile constantly, yet she still looked broken, and I couldn't be there to fix it.
"That's it..." I whispered, getting straight up out of my chair and running towards my jacket that hung up on the door. "Olivia, I'm coming for you." I breathed, opening the door with such force it could've been took off its hinges and slamming it shut afterwards. I sprinted down the street as fast as I could on my way to Olivias with my jacket in my hand as I tried to put it on whilst running. I remember where it was, but still, how could I remember those smashed windows and broken up walls?
Finally, I was there. I inhaled deeply as my eyes travelled upwards towards the vine bush that led up to her window. I lifted my foot in order to get myself up a little. "Here we go." I mumbled to myself, grabbing my hands on each side and climbing up towards a window, I fell a few times, but that wasn't going to stop me. Stressed, tired, and completely soaking, I knocked on Olivia's window, panting from the non stop running and climbing.
She didn't answer, so I knocked once again, even harder this time. At last the sound of the window latch made a noise, opening only to reveal Olivia's beautiful face. Her eyes looked red raw, her lips were all puffed out and her skin looked unusually pale.
"George." She breathed, starring at me, "Oh thank goodness, y - you're okay." The back of her hands instantly made themselfs tangled in the back of my hair, pulling my head forward and slamming her lips into mine as they began to move in sync. I tried to lean forward to gain more access but I couldn't, I would've fell, so I just left my hands firm on the bottom of the window as I continued to kiss Olivia with all the passion I had left in my body for the time.
"Olivia, for fucks sake, I missed you so much." I spoke inbetween kisses. She stopped and giggled,
"It's only been a few hours."
"Yeah." I laughed, "The longest few hours of my life." A small giggled escaped her lips again as she froze and smiled at her, biting her bottom lip.
"Come on. I have a supprise for you."
"You do?" I smirked, raising an eyebrow. She shrugged and smiled, her teeth still bitten down on her bottom lip.
"Mhm." Olivia nodded. I looked at her in a weird sense for a few seconds, and then gave her a little smile. "Come on then." She grinned, grabbing my arm in attempt to pull me in. I managed to get my leg over the window and then hop in, falling straight onto her bed that was beside the window.
"Look at you... Your soaking." She spoke. Her voice had gotten slower and more mature. She eye'd me up and down, her teeth biting harder on her bottom lip, and then she leaned forward.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" I conceited with a raised eyebrow. She starred deeply into my eyes, untieing her dressing gown to reveal her pyjama shorts and vest top, then she leaned forward. My body found itself leaning backwards helplessly, Olivia's body hovering over in dominance with her legs either side of me, I felt so vunerable. She'd never been this attentive before.
"Maybe." She smirked, flipping her hair over her shoulders so it was dangling down.
“Olivia, now’s not the time,” I half-moaned, half-groaned. I could feel her smirk against my skin as she ignored my protest and continued to leave her trail of wet kisses along my collarbone.
"Why? Does little Georgey not like it when i'm in charge?" She pouted. “And why not? No one’s here, we’re alone, mum and dads downstairs, and you’re looking rather… excited.” It was then that I felt the tip of her finger graze my dick through my boxers and assumed the girl must having a rather impressive night vision. And despite my attempts to restrain myself, I still felt another moan slipping from between my lips. She trailed her fingers up from my crotch to the hem of my boxers, her fingers slipping inside achingly slow and wrapping around my length. And within the next moment I was awake, with her on her back and her positioned on top of me, slowly taking off my jacket.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I groaned when I felt her hand beginning to pump up and down my shaft. “You'll get killed if your parents c -” I was quickly cut off though, when she positioned her mouth at the tip of my cock. The tentatively licked the head, her hands fondling with my balls as she took me inside my mouth and began to bob her head. I groaned and threw my head back, profanities slipping from my mouth and filling the room until I felt myself nearing the edge. “Olivia!” I gasped, my back arching as I filled her pretty little mouth with my liquid. She swallowed eagerly, licking the remains off of me before moving up to my lips. “Did you like that?” She asked between kisses. I managed to moan out a yes and I felt her smirk around my lips before moving her hand back down and roughly palming me.
“Then why don’t you let me run away with you?”
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