ʟᴀ ᴛʀɪᴩ // 𝐠𝐧𝐫

16 - Just A Bit More of You

"So, did you like it?" Nikki asks me as I enter into the backstage he told me to go.

I came to the gig he had invited me and I end up coming with Duff. Nobody was at home and I really didn't want to come alone to a gig, so I asked Duff to come with me and he happily accepted.
It was a good show. The band was awesome and the company was great. Motley Crue are a good band and Duff is the best drinking pal ever.

I don't know why, but when I'm with Duff I feel something different than when I'm with other guys. I can't really explain, but I feel a bonus of happiness inside me when I'm with him.

This is too weird, it's better forget about it.

"Yes I did. You guys are good." I said walking through the room to sit down on a free spot on the couch beside Nikki, but Duff was faster than me and sit where I was suppose to sit. With a grin he pulls me to him and I fall onto his lap.

In a normal situation, I would get up and choose another lap to sit, because I'm the one who choose where I sit. In this case would be Nikki's the chosen one, due it's the only person I know beside Duff. But I didn't. I stayed on where I fell with a grin.

"So Effy, this is Tommy, Vince and Mick." Nikki say poiting to his band mates that were sat down on the couch beside us.

"Hi." I wave.

"What a pleasure to meet you Effy." Vince says with a grin.

"I can say the same." I smirk. "Your band are actually really good." I say and turn to Nikki. "Thanks for inviting me."

"You're welcome, doll. I'm glad you tagged ol'Duff along with you." He says punching Duff's arm playfully.

***

Motley Crue are really funny guys. I had a great time with them and Duff. It was a shame the rest of the guys weren't there with us. That would be really cool. But next time, maybe.

It was already 5 in the morning and Duff and I were heading home. We called a cab, there was no way we could drive.

When we arrive, he leads me to Saul's room and when we reach the door, nobody moves. I'm stand up in front of him, admiring every bit of him.

His hair looks smooth and makes me wanna patt it and stroke it, his beautiful eyes looking at mine making my body shiver, his pale skin begging for my touch and his lips calling for me quietly and loudly at the same time.

All I want, is a bit more of him, a bit more of his touch, a bit more of his lips on mine, a little more of the feel of his skin against my fingertips.

I want him and just him.

I'm not even horny or turned on. I'm not looking for sex, I don't really want to have sex. I just want his fingertips rushing through my arms as I play his his bleach hair and smell his scent.

He grins down at me, taking a step closer and placing his left hand on my waist and the right one on my cheek stroking it with his thumb.

"Can I kiss you again?" He whispers with a big grin on his lips. How much I desire those lips agaisnt mine just once more.

"You don't even have to ask." I whisper back grinning and I see his grin growing bigger as he tilts his head down and I feel his lips pressed against mine.

Kissing him back our lips move in sync and he licks my bottom lip asking for permission which I happily gave him. Our tongs meet and dance as my arms find their away to his neck. I entwine my fingers on the back of his neck and take a step forward closing the little gap we had separating us.

We pull away to catch our breath smiling widely at each other. I feel that I can't ever have enought of him, I always want more and more of him, like a drug addict wants more of his drug everytime he has a new hit. Hit by hit we just want more and more. That's what I feel about Duff. Everytime I have a bit of him, I just want more and more.

"Good night, Duff." I whisper and kiss his cheek getting of his grip.

"Good night." He whispers back and I get in the room.

I enter in Saul's room and close the door behind me really quietly to not wake the Sleeping Beauty up.

The room is half dark. The only ligh is from the window door. The Sun is already rising and is illuminating the room gently.

Stripping off my clothes queitly, I pick up a shirt of Saul from the floor, dress it up and slide under the sheets.

Positioning myself comfortable against Saul's warm body feeling his arm being wrapped around my waist, I close my eyes thinking about Duff.

I just can't stop thinking about him and it's giving me mixed feelings. I like to be around him, I desire him, I want him, but all this is strange for me. I don't know what to think or what to do.

I never felt like this before and all I want is ignore it, but I just can't. I want avoid Duff and don't talk to him anymore, but at the same time I just want his arms around me.

This is driving me crazy.

That tall boy is going to be the death of me.

A/N: I'm sorry I didn't update last week, but I had a block.

Like: ok, they kissed, and know?

But there you go a new chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. I don't know, but I enjoy so much writing this moments between Duff and Effy, idk, I just like writing them.

Anyways

Effy, darling, accept the fact that you like duff ok? Ok. Ily.

Don't you agree with me?

Anyways

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