All my Feelings (boyxgirlxboy)

ESPECIALLY THE LATTER. ( chap 8 )

Freyja stirs in my lap ,for the 90th time since I pulled her there , she's been weirder than usual...and she made me put on pants while she's prancing around naked under her shirt.

Unfair much, you agree? Yes!

"Uh, Marcus, let us, I mean let's watch a movie." She pushed off me, sloppily standing. She left but quickly came back, doing what ever to put the movie on.

Freyja punched my rib." What the hell! "

"That was a warning punch. Don't touch me during the movie."

"Why? That's becoming my favorite pastime." I said truthfully.

"Just...don't. I want to try something." She narrows her purple eyes at me.

When she sat it was far away from me ,the unknown to me movie started but I watched Freyja instead who was staring at me.

I wish I could read her mind.

"What are we watching? "

"The lost boys."

"Oh, so..."

"Watch the movie! "She growled.

"Fine ! Gosh." She's so mean and demanding, like me. And I like it.

Theres this part where this emo blonde guy is biting this goth guys head. It's a little gory, but very over exaggerated.

"Heh-hey ,d does this make you feel like, like uh, d d doing anything? "Freyja pauses the movie ,fidgety. So I see its a nervous thing, the studdering, it's adorable!

"Along the lines of? "

"Uhhhh, well I don't know...."She bought her legs up to her ample chest, she wrapped her arms around her legs and rested her head on her knees ,putting the remote down at the far edge of the table ,"do you feel like, like biting? "

"No... do you? That would be nice, Freyja. "

Her dark arched eyebrows knit together and her lips puckered." I don't understand."

"I know."

"So stop confusing me. "She muttered.

I pulled her back to my lap, this time she let me .

"The movie." I reminded my Freyja softly. She nodded and stretches to get it. Her ass was completely exposed, all her attempts to pull down the oversized navy blue shirt failed. I slapped it, just once and the jiggle mesmerized me.

"Marcus! "

"What? ! "I whined.

"Stop it."

"Why? Why can't you just let me be naked too? ! That'll have to get you in the mood."

"Marcus, you only have on boxers. What the hell are you complaining about? !"

Okay, so maybe 'pants' was a bit of an exaggeration, but that's not the point.

We silently glare at each other.

"What are those? " I point to the pictures of her hanging around.

"Oh, nothing."

Huh?

"Wanna go brush our teeth? " She suddenly asks, after I'd eyed her for awhile. Freyja got up again and I followed her, thinking about Leis. I miss him. Especially after all those times... then the last time.

Am I ...? Oh, okay good I'm not getting a boner.

"Maaaaaa rrrrracc. murk mark, "

"Are you~ ? "

"No I'm just seeing if I like 'Marcus' better than 'Marc' or not." "I like Marc better." I tell her.

"But you don't call yourself."

"Oh, really? Marc, Marc, where are you? ! Marc is right here, Marc have you actually found Marc? Is that truly your sexy ass? ! Yes it's Marc, Marc ~"

She giggles, it's the first time I've her do so and I stopped talking to hear her.

It's the most lovely, happy sound, like twinkling bells and those cliche angel or mermaid choirs.

I grab her with both hands by her hips and hug her. It wasn't even a hot and sexy 'lets go fuck' hug it was just a 'hey ,I'm glad I met you ' hug ,all chaste and ugly,full of meaning.... When Freyja wrapped her arms around me and nestled her forehead in the curve of my neck, we both tensed then relaxed in each other's embrace.

It was nice , it was scary.

" Lets go brush our teeth, I'm hungry." She says softly against my chest, I could feel the whispers and caressing of her lips.

I want to stay like this, yet I don't. Hugs and feelings like these lead to things.