Stay

That's What I Thought

J.D leaned forward into the kiss, deepening it and slipping a hand under my shirt. It rested on my hip while his other hand held the back of my neck. I pulled back slightly and he bit his lip, his breathing heavy.
"I love you," I mumbled, out of breath as well.
"Mm," he hummed into a deeper kiss.
My hands held on to the back of his neck, fingers laced in his hair, as he laid me back on the couch, hovering over me. He ducked his head down and left a trail of soft kisses up my neck, the hand on my hip sliding up my side.
"I love you too," he mumbled against my skin, sucking softly at my jaw. He slid his other hand under my shirt and slid it over my head. While pressing his forehead to mine, I pushed at the collar of his flannel, and he slipped that off as well.
Both his hands exploring my bare skin, J.D kissed down my neck to my collar bone. He left little marks along it, not unlike those he left the first time we were in this situation. Closing my eyes and letting out a soft whimper, I slipped a hand under his tank top, which he quickly took off. My eyes fluttered open to see his scar. It lay began in the middle of his left side and spread halfway to his sternum. J.D held himself over me as I traced his scar with one finger.
"You're beautiful," I mumbled and he chuckled.
"Don't make me blush," he replied, and I pushed him slightly so I could sit up.
J.D looked at me, confused, as I stood up off the couch and in front of him. I held out both hands, and he slipped his into mine. Tugging him off the couch as well, I began to pull him down the hallway towards me and Veronica's shared room. Once he figured it out, he spun me around to face him and lifted me up. He held me up by my bum and I wrapped my legs around his waist, my hands on his shoulders. He bit his lip slightly, and I knew exactly why. I could feel him growing against me. He sat on my bed, still holding me in place, as I left small kisses up his neck. I gently pushed him to lay back and straddled him, placing my hands on his chest and kissing him deeply. J.D fiddled with the button on my jeans, getting them undone and tugging them down to my knees. I stood up, took them off, and then returned to my previous position on top of him.
"Shit," he mumbled breathlessly, eying me up and down, his hands on my hips holding me against him. I couldn't help but giggle softly, and before I could tug at his belt he had flipped us over so he was on top of me.
"You're so... goddamn... gorgeous," he mumbled between deep, hard kisses.
I pulled his body against mine as he kissed me roughly, and nibbled on his lip when he began pulled away.
"Jesus," he muttered, fiddling with his belt loop and getting out of his jeans.
I cupped his cheeks and pecked his lips a few times, as he pushed himself against me. He looked down at me for a moment, as I gazed at him as well. I played with the back of his hair, both of us out of breath.
"Well you've got me worked up now," J.D mumbled, quickly licking his lips and staring at my body.
"What're you gonna do about it?" I challenged, running my hands down his chest.
"Oh, so you're gonna be like that?" he smirked, ducking his head down to suck roughly at my neck.
I let out a soft whimper and felt him smirk against my skin.
"That's what I thought," he said, his voice raspy. "That's what I thought."