Boy vs. Girl ✔️

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"Kara?" he asked while turning, his words slow and lethal.

"Yes?" I squeaked, taking a few unsteady steps back.

"Run," he told me, causing me to squeak again, and quickly spin around and get lost in the rows of shelves. In a matter of seconds, I heard Asher's footsteps behind me, causing me to turn towards him uneasily.

"Kate told me to do it!" I tried to explain as I took a step back, my back pressed up against the wall that had mysteriously appeared behind me.

"Kate made you dump snow on my head?" he asked raising his eyebrows, advancing towards me as if he was stalking prey (a.k.a. me).

"Yes?" I replied, my lips involuntarily curling into a small smile. His eyes immediately trapped mine as he took another step closer, causing my teeth to nervously gnaw at my soft lips.

"And you agreed to it?" he confirmed, stepping closer to me so that we were less than an arm's length away.

"Well, you see, it was a dare," I told him with a short chuckle.

"Well, I'm going to have to kill you now," he shrugged, a casual smirk appearing on his irritating face.

"Really?" I asked, my heart racing as his body moved close enough to be an inch from mine. His eyes still held my own captive, causing my breathing to become uneven and shallow. As if he could sense the effect he had on me, he placed both of his hands on the wall next to my head, caging me in.

"Yup" he smirked, leaning in a little more, so I could taste the soft mint in his breath. His lips brushed against my jaw slowly, as if he was teasing me by elongating the action for as long as he could.

Carefully, his lips trailed down to my neck, stopping at the neckline of my shirt. I gasped as he slipped the thin fabric covering my shoulder off, revealing more of my neck and my collarbone. His lips then pressed against my collarbone with a lot more pressure and I could feel the bruise forming.

"Asher," I breathed out, trying to convince my limp hands to push his body off of mine. Instead, my fingers tangled into his hair, and I found myself pressing him tighter against my tighter. A low groan emitted from between his lips as he began his way back up to my lips. My shirt was still askew, hanging off of my shoulder in a haphazard fashion, and my hands were still in his wet hair.

"Asher," I tried to say again, warningly, but my breath was still lost, and I couldn't seem to grasp any of my thoughts. In response to his name, Asher's lips eagerly found mine, pressing up against them roughly. His tongue coaxed my lips to part open, letting a sense of euphoria float in me.

"Asher, we really shouldn't..." I mumbled out incoherently, gasping again as his hands slipped under my shirt. His cool finger traced my spine slowly, eliciting a quiet moan from me.

"Kara, you're going to have to try a lot harder to convince me to stop," he finally replied, his lips brushing against my ears. His teeth softly bit my earlobe, causing a shudder to run through me.

"Don't," I told him, as he pressed his lips against mine once more. My brain wrapped itself in bubble wrap once more, each decision tainted with the desire to feel his body against mine.

"Don't what?" he asked, his breath mingling with my own.

"Don't stop."

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Boy: 16 Girl: 17