By Chance - Jylan {boy x boy}

| Chapter 7 |

WARNING: This chapter contains mature content and PG-13 material. If you're uncomfortable or not mature enough to handle it then just skip through this and read the next chapter.

A storm of butterflies attacked my stomach as Dylan's lips touched mine. At first, I had the instinct to pull away as fast as I could. But I didn't want to.

His thumbs caressed my face softly whilst I was stiff and unsure if I should continue or stop it. With much thought put into it, I decided to give in and rested my arms on his back. At first, the kiss was innocent and sweet. It felt soft and warm as we merely brushed our lips against eachother's. But the longer it got, the more passionate and heated it became.

I bit on his bottom lip, resulting in him softly smirking under my touch. I pulled away and tried to get in a more comfortable position. I turned my back and looked right at him, face to face. He inched his face towards mine, gazing right into my eyes, looked at my lips, then back into my circular pupils. I was able to see through those lustful eyes. Those dark almonds kept glancing at my face, eyeing my features. His lips curved into a smile and he used his thumb to rub the scar on my face under my right eye.

"That's cute," he muttered quietly. I blushed and explained, "I've had it my whole life. When I was younger, I hit my face against a table or something and I've just had this scar for years."

He laughed quietly, "well it suits you." I didn't know what was going to happen next. I'm pretty sure he spent a good five minutes just gazing at my face. Why would he do that? It's nothing special.

I realized it was getting pretty late so I shifted in my seat, trying to give a sign. He nodded in my direction, taking the hint, and stood up from the bench. I felt a little disappointed but I also didn't want us to have a makeout session and a staring contest outside in public.

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The ride home was as silent as my dead phone. Not even a cough or a yawn was released. Just silence. I sensed the awkward tension and started regretting everything. Maybe we should've just sticked to being friends, not friends with benefits. Those never end well. Plus I was still 99% sure that he wasn't into me at all. What is there to like? I'm way out of his league. And those are just facts, not thoughts.

As we pulled up to my apartment, I felt a little bit of discomfort. I wasn't sure what was next. Should I invite him? Should I send him home? Should I just run and keep myself locked in my room forever? Maybe going for option C wouldn't be such a bad idea. But I knew it was unrealistic. So, I made him decide whether he wanted to come in or not. Not by speaking, of course. I got out of the car and started walking towards my door, I looked behind me to see Dylan following me. I wasn't sure how this would turn out.

I messed around with the keys until I found the right one and twisted it in the doorknob. The door opened and I pushed it wider so there would be space for both of us to walk in. I stepped inside and felt the air conditioning starting to cool up the apartment. Dylan closed the door behind him and I stood there, thinking of all the possibilities.

I glued my gaze to the floor, not daring to look up into his moulded almonds. After all the silence, I decided to speak up and mumbled, "so.."

And before I knew it, Dylan pinned me onto the couch. Lust and passion was clear in his glossy stare as he started brushing his lips against mine. I didn't stop him. I didn't want to. I knew it was wrong but, I needed a distraction. I wasn't sure if I had any feelings for this guy but I did know that I needed something to keep my mind off Aaron. And that's exactly what I needed.

He moved his head and started trailing kisses along my neck, making sure to leave a hickey where the collar of my shirt was. I bit my lip, not knowing what to do next. As he was finished kissing my neck, he went back to my lips. This time I was the one who made the kiss more heated. He was playing with the ends of my t-shirt, obviously waiting for me to take it off. I obliged after a few minutes and pulled my shirt over my head. I kept my hands around his neck the whole time, not letting go.

He started trailing from my neck, all the way to where my stomach area was. He placed soft kisses on my waistline and I felt the goosebumps popping up. I tugged at his shirt, as a way to hint at him. He grinned and with no hesitation, lifted his shirt. I gaped at him. It astonished me how incredibly attractive he was. His abs were perfectly carved, his chest was broad and hard. I traced my fingers against each ab, noticing that he had a triangle tattoo on his chest. It was the tattoo Lip had in Shameless. I traced over that too, I was able to feel his heart thumping against his chest.

He caressed my cheek as our kiss became more loving and the feeling was indescribable. I started kissing his neck too, trying to leave a hickey right by the side of his neck. I was eager for more, ignoring any of the consequences that could occur. He pulled at the waistband of my jeans, looking back at me as a way to ask for permission. I nodded. He started unzipping my pants as I felt the hairs on my skin rising.

As he pulled them down, I was left in only my boxers. He creeped back up to my face, passionately colliding his lips with mine. I bit his bottom lip just like I did in the park. Except this time it was more aggressive. He cussed under his breath and I smirked, knowing that I was beating him at his own game. He stopped kissing me for a moment and pulled away so that our faces were only centimeters apart. He played with my hair and with a deep voice, stated, "how does your hair always stay so perfect?" I chuckled lightly and shrugged.

"Well I'm about to mess it up," he grinned cockily and I widened my eyes. He was able to do anything he wanted with me, except when it came to my hair. If a strand goes loose then I'll start going ballistic. "You are not touching my hair. Not even if the world depended on it," I said competitively. He chuckled and mimicked my tone, "watch me."

He laughed quietly as he started tugging on my hair as he pulled me in for a lustful kiss. This one was different, it was more fierce and slow. I forgot that he was tugging at my hair but I didn't care. I kept my wrists around his neck as I lifted my body a little bit to strengthen the kiss. I felt secure in his warm embrace, not wanting to let go. He quietly moaned without realizing and I smiled to myself.

As our bodies were rubbing together with as much friction as possible, I felt something hard against my waistline. That's when I realized what it was and I started blushing like crazy. I even giggled a little bit. Dylan noticed and his cheeks turned a fiery red. I pursed my lips together, trying to hold back any laughter. He looked so embarrassed, I loved it. He chuckled silently, "you got me."

I smiled and moved one of my hands from his neck to his thigh. I started brushing my thumb lightly against his crotch area, my eyes burning with eagerness. He closed his eyes and continued leaving kisses down my neck. I flipped him over, changing our positions. This time I was on top of him. I started unzipping his pants revealing his boxers. I blushed again seeing the bulge but tried to keep control. I was in charge now. I wanted him to know that.

I continued kissing him passionately as he tugged at my hair even harder. I started kissing his neck and chest softly, moving down to his abs. I kissed each ab and brushed my lips over his v-line. I left a hickey by his torso, making sure it was visible, only for me to see.

I made sure my hand was still caressing his thigh, giving me the chills. He interrupted me by wrapping his arms around my neck and pulling me into him for the thousandth time. I appreciated these little kisses. I pulled away and looked him in the eye, raising my eyebrow as if to ask for permission. He bit his lip and nodded eagerly. He started tugging at the waistband of my boxers, pulling them down slowly but surely.

When he finished, he looked right into my eyes, handing me another kiss as he looked back to where my boxers used to be. He gaped at me in shock and widened his eyes.

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hope you enjoyed that chapter and hopefully it was long enough to make up for the 2 weeks i've been gone. i've been pretty busy but rn i'm traveling and i'll be writing more so i'll try to update more. remember to leave feedback, vote, and share this book! <3

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