Behind The Lens (A Marcel Fanfic)

Chapter 8

*Marcel's POV*

I felt her hands slide down to the front of my shirt and slowly start to unbutton it. I began to deepen the kiss as I felt her fingers running through my hair. I ran my tongue across her lips as she began to make out with me. I broke the kiss to put my arms behind her and lift her up as I carried her down the hall.

"Where are we going?" She asked while tracing over the ink butterfly on my chest with her finger.

"You'll see." I said with a smirk.

Truth is I didn't want to rush things just yet. I set her down on my bed and took off my unbuttoned shirt. She sat there looking around my room as I fumbled with my belt and slid off my pants. I turned around and began fumbling through my drawers. I heard her giggling.

"What are you laughing about over there?" I asked her curiously.

She paused for a second. "You have a cute butt!" She said and began laughing. I began to blush just thinking about the fact that I have this beautiful girl in my room admiring my bottom while I stand here in my boxers.

"Never seen a behind quite this good looking, eh?" I cheekily replied as I turned around with a shirt in my hand. I helped her off the bed and carefully helped her out of her dress. My jaw dropped and I felt my cheeks turn pink as I saw her in a black strapless lace bra with matching underwear. I laid the dress out on a chair and tossed her one of my old band t-shirts. She slipped it on and plopped back onto the bed, patting the spot next to her. Before walking over, I turned off the light. I pulled back the blanket and crawled in next to her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her close.

*Chaselyn's POV*

I surprised why he stopped our heated activities out on the sofa. I felt the warmth of his skin around me as I placed my head comfortably in the crook of his neck.

"Marcel, why don't you want to be yourself at school?" I curiously asked. We sat in silence for a few moments, listening to the crickets and faint sounds of the city coming from his open window.

"I've never really wanted to repeat the past, well my past. Bad things happened and I wanted a change." He sounded like he didn't want to talk much about it.

I slowly untangled myself from him as I walked over to the open window and rested my elbow on the window sill. I heard him walk over and once again felt his hands wrap around my waist. He placed his head on my shoulders and gently kissed my cheek.

"The view...it's so pretty!" I remarked.

"Mhmm" he quietly said. He suddenly turned me toward him and spun in a circle. "Dance with me?" He cheekily said.

"Of course!" I blushed. We danced for a while, giggling and messing with each other before he picked me up and placed me back in the bed. He hovered over me as my hair sprawled over the pillow. He smiled and gently bent down, placing a kiss on my lips. He deepened the kiss and slowly started grinding his hips into mine. A low grumble escaped his lips as I wrapped my legs around his waist. I began running my fingers through his hair as he began to slid my shirt off.

I lifted my arms and he tossed it to the side. Next he unhooked my bra and tossed that next to t-shirt. He rolled over so I was now on top of him, sprawled over his chest. I tugged at the hem of his boxers and helped him slide them off. He slowly took off my lace underwear and started blushing.

"What is it?" I giggled, feeling myself blush.

"You're flawless." He gently kissed me again and rolled me back underneath him.

"I love you Chaselyn." He whispered. I stared up at his deep emerald eyes.

"I love you too." I whispered back. He grinned and began to kiss me again before we made love all through the night.