differences • vernon

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the room was silent, that bright neon light was starting to hurt my sight. I was laying in bed waiting for Vernon but no signs of him. whenever I heard someone getting closer by the door, my heart stopped for a brief moment. But now, no signs of Vernon. he just stood me up, didn't he? I'm so done with this boy, I really am. you know what? fuck that guy, fuck Vernon. I grow tired and decided to take a quick cold shower in hopes that it would clear my mind.

I turn on the shower and hopped in. the cold drops of water relaxing me for a bit, as the sound of them dropping on the floor made me forget what jut happened early at the reception. I breathe in as I try to forget now about Vernon but it wasn't easy, he occupied almost 80% of my brain. I was just letting the drops of cold water fall on me since there was no sponges, soap or even shampoo.

It was silence, I love it. but sadly my little relaxing moment was ended by a pair of cold lips over my skin. my instincts were telling me to kick whatever had invaded my room when I noticed those hazel eyes looking all over me. My heart stopped as I watch his hands draw little lines along my back. His cold lips were now on mine and I let myself go with them. He was beautiful, from head to toe. His naked figure blended in almost too perfectly with mine. his hands were drawing pieces of art all over my skin, not letting one simple inch out.

Vernon turned me around and start kissing my neck with passion and need. sucking little parts of my skin and his tongue finished the work. His hands took a tight grip on my thighs as he pull me closer to him, making me feel what was going down below his waist. A warm and electric sensation filled my body as he turned me around once again and kissed me with such love and desired, I was lost in him. He turn off the shower and grab my hand, I got shy at him looking at me in such state, exposed like this. He just looked at me like I was the most beautiful piece of art in the whole museum. it didn't do much as I grab a tower and cover myself as he lead me to the bed, laying me down.
"I don't want to hurt you..."
"you won't..." Vernon laughed a little before kissing my lips softly.
"then why are you shaking, little girl?"
"I'm not a little girl!"
"I know that..." and with that, my world was shaken up.

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