Red Lips; Paulo Dybala

Friday Nights

"Has it ever occurred to you that I could have daddy issues?" Celine blurted out one Friday taking Paulo by surprise. Looking at his girlfriend, the argentine striker furrowed his eyebrows in confusion staring at her blankly.

"Daddy issues?" After a few moments of silence Paulo finally managed to find his words once more questioning Celine about what she had she brought up.

Nodding, Celine pushed herself off the position she was kneeling in front of Paulo. Looking at his girlfriend who's hair had been pulled away from her face and into a messy bun; and her uniform had been replaced by one of his white shirts, "Yes, daddy issues."

"Why are you asking?" Paulo sat up staring at her brown orbs.

Celine shrugged, "I was thinking about it today, during math class." Celine had been sitting during on of her lectures during math when that thought suddenly popped in her mind.

Paulo didn't understand where this conversation was coming from or why it had suddenly been brought up, "But why daddy issues?"

Celine shrugged once more fiddling with the edges of the white shirt that  clung loosely around her figure, "I don't know." She answered, "I mean I could suffer from it."

"Celine, you're crazy." Paulo answered shaking his head, "Why would you suffer from daddy issues?" Celine had managed to crawl onto Paulo's lap, sitting herself in front of him.

"I'm with you, aren't I? Isn't that like it?" Celine questioned. She had actually put in a lot of thought to her hypotheses; and been concluded that she been traumatized with her father's death and that's why she sought an older man's love and campion.

"So, you're saying that I'm the reason behind your daddy issues." Paulo's finger sorry traced the nude of her skin under his shirt as he looked at Celine with a questioning look.

"No." Celine shook her head, "I mean there has to be an explanation to why I was attracted to you, don't you think?" Paulo furrowed his eyebrows once more shaking his head.

"I have no idea where you're taking this." He answered, "You want to know why I'm attracted to you?" He whispered his hands exploring her body; something he could do with a blindfold on. He knew Celine's body like the palm of his hand. From the way her body tremble and her heart beat raced when he got closer to the way her body ignited itself against his.

Celine trembled, taking a deep inhale feeling his hands roam her body. His cold palms against the warmth of her caramel skin, "Your smile." Paulo breathed out taking her lips into his. The red lips he had found so intriguing that day they met at the supermarket.

"Your eyes." Celine closed her eyes in bliss feeling his mouth on her neck. He always found the way her brown eyes looked at him fascinating and mysterious; they were hard to read.

"I love you." Celine uttered feeling him within her, "I love you."'she repeated once more tangling her hands in his hair.