relapse (remington leith)

mauve

mauve (dark smoky purple) - embraces the feeling of mystery.
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I woke up in a car, I bolted upright in a panic, only for a warm comforting hand to be placed on my thigh.
"It's okay." The familiar voice of Remington soothed me. I relaxed in the seat, I squinted and looked at the dashboard.
1:47 AM.
"W-what's goin on?" I asked my voice raspy.
"I'm taking you home, you crashed on me." I could hear his smile in his last few words.
"Oh I'm sorry." I mumbled.
"Oh I don't mind." He was definitely smirking.
"It's late, you can sleep at mine if you want." I rubbed my eyes.
"Its alright-" his voice was tired too.
"You're tired too, I don't want you driving." I said finally, not opening my eyes.
He sighed knowing that decision was final.

Once up in my apartment I got into my cold bed, I shivered when my skin made contact with the cool black sheets. I motioned for Remington to be faster so I could use his body heat.
"Just begging for me to get in bed with you huh?" He joked. "Ass." I called him, He slipped under the covers and I wrapped my arms around his warm bicep, snuggling into his side.
"Oh fuck- you're freezing babe." He jumped at my touch. He turned to face me and wrapped his arms around me pulling me into his chest.
His skin was smooth and hot against mine.
He ran his hand down my back repeatedly until I was pulled back to sleep.

"Please don't hurt me- please." "No, mom I'm sorry." "Hurt me not her." I shook violently.

I was snapped back to reality by Remmy running his hand on my face.
"Wake up, you're okay, it's just a dream." His voice was soft. My eyes fluttered open.
"You were really trying to fuck my shit up there for a bit." He laughed a little. A gasp fell from my lips. I noticed he was holding my wrists down, I was trying to fight him..
"Oh god, I'm so sorry.." I spoke. "It's okay, you're safe now." I let out a shaky breath and he used his thumb to wipe away a tear on my face.
He put a soft kiss on my trembling lips. "He can't hurt you anymore." He whispered. It made my heart ache for him, how did I get so lucky?
He put his arms around my waist and pulled my back to his bare chest. He snuggled his head into the crook of my neck, placing soft kisses on my skin. I felt him begin to leave marks, he hit my sweet spot and I let out a quiet moan, he smiled against my skin, liking my response. In his embrace I felt the safest I'd ever been. I melted at his touch.

Remington began getting more passionate, his touch wasn't as gentle anymore and his heart was slowly picking up speed in his chest. I turned around to face him and he immediately attached his lip to mine, he desperately slipped his tongue into my mouth and they fought for dominance. He slid his hands up my thighs and wrapped them around his torso. He ever slightly grinded into me, I let out my repressed moans and he seemed to like that. He could do this to me so easily I could already begin to feel a knot in my stomach form and the heat in-between my thighs grew.

My hands ran down his toned chest and abs, my nails lightly grazed his skin.
He didn't want to cuddle anymore,
he got on top of me and his grinding picked up, as did the ache for him in my chest. I could never get enough of his touch. It made me wonder why this hadn't happened sooner, or why this was even happening to me at all.

He ran his thumb down my lips,"you're so beautiful." He whispered. I ran my hands through his hair, he left more marks on my body, these were the only marks that should be made by others, and by the pressure he put on me he definitely wanted people to know I belonged to someone.
I felt weak when he touched me, I was like puddy in his hands, and I think he knew that.. He could do anything he wanted to me right now, and there was no way I could stop him, or want to- for that matter.
He ran his hands down my arms and into my own. He raised them above my head, pinning me down, and just looked at me. Taking in everything about me, in the dark I saw his eyes travel around my features and my skin. He sighed deeply, he seemed frustrated. "What is it?" I asked him I wanted to touch him but his strength was too much for mine.
He shook his head. I batted my eyelashes waiting for his answer, both of our lips were flushed and red. "God.. I- I want to do so many things to you." He whispered lowly. I felt my legs get weak, and I took in a deep breath. He bit his lip and shook his head lightly- Like he was fighting with himself about something.
"I love you." I reassured him, his eyes brightened. "I love you too." He smiled. He laid beside me again and I just looked at him, he was so perfect..
"What's up with you?" I asked, worry in my voice. "I just don't want to rush anything on you." He said moving some hairs behind my ear exposing my fading bruise.
I put my hand on top of his, "I wouldn't be here if I didn't want you." I raised an eyebrow with a smirk.
"Is that a threat?" Remington fired back. I let out a laugh and laced his fingers with mine. "What if it is?" I replied. "We've been through this, I think we both know who's gonna win." He smirked.
"You said it yourself, you underestimated me." I glared at him. He looked me up and down. "Wanna put it to the test again?" He dared.
"Is that a threat?" I asked him, repeating his words. He simply raised an eyebrow. "Go to sleep." I mumbled, placing a kiss on his forehead.