Mistakes [Second Book]

thirty two

Daniel's POV

It all started when we sat snuggled up on the couch, Joey's hands resting on my inner thigh. I was just cherishing the whole moment, inhaling his sweet scent and stealing kisses every so often. I feel his lips press against my neck, causing my lips to form into a slight grin.

I turn to look at him, flipping myself over so I'm on top of him. He's surprised by my new found confidence as I begin kissing up his neck, positioning myself so I'm not putting any pressure on his injured leg. I look into his eyes, seeing his once bright eyes clouded over with lust. Out lips attack each other hungrily, and I fight for dominance, wanting to be the one to take over this time. He seems surprised, but finally submits.

Our tongues dance together passionately, his hands desperately gripping onto my hair, tangling slightly. We pull away, catching our breath briefly before crashing them together once again. His hands trail from my hair to my back to my bum, squeezing it roughly and pushing me down onto him. I moan into the kiss, sending vibrations through this body.

I sit up, breaking the kiss and sliding my shirt over my head, tossing it to the side. I help Joey remove his shirt, my mouth watering at the sight of him. He bites his lip as I lean my head down, beginning to flick my tongue along his nipple. He moans under his breath, bucking his hips to create some type of friction. Just as I begin trailing kisses down his abdomen, I stop at a sudden noise. Joey looks at me as I climb off of him, sliding my shirt back on.

"Someone is at the door," I sigh, walking over to it slowly. Joey stand up, grabbing his crutches and catching up with me. I look through the peephole, immediate fear overtaking me.

"Who is it?" Joey asks, a concerned expression on his face.

(a/n: i am not physically or emotionally prepared for tomorrow, March 25th...)