bloody innocent || wroetostar || completed

12

I pushed him out the supermarket in a hurry, eager to get my hands on him as something that I had always hidden was finally becoming clear.
We payed quickly, leaving our change in the hand of the confused cashier, running through the car park.
Breathless and laughing, we threw our shopping and ourselves into the car.
He pressed a hand against the nape of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss, and I giggled against his mouth.
'No.' I mumbled.
'What's up?' he asked, breaking the kiss.
'We need to go somewhere quiet.' I mumbled, my eyes connected to his but my mind wary to the bustling shoppers around us.
'Okay. Buckle up, Guernsey boy.'
He drove quickly, and without direction, until we found ourselves in a discreet lay by.
'Romantic.' I commented, as he breathed a laugh and pushed me back against my seat.
We kissed like needed each other, like we would never see each other again, passionate and fast.
Hands were everywhere, his fingertips leaving static across my arms as he brushed them against my cheeks.
He opened his eyes as we kissed, and I opened mine, our gaze connected. The air was alive, and so were we.

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