erotic [ h.s ]

" Lost in the woods " Part 1

Alone .

Yes , thats the key word , the most awful word spoken in the english tongue . Murder doesnt hold a candle to it and hell is only a poor synonym for it .

But that was what I felt before this ....

" Don't tell my mom " I can't stop laughing . God this feeling was impeccable .  " I'm not " , I turn meeting his eyes , my observation hazy , I reach out , my finger tips skimming his cheek before it falls into a crater .

I don't know how he did it . I'd never ever ever . " Here " A warm palm coddles my hand , placing long white slender substance inbetween my index and middle finger .

Pulling it to my chapped lips , inspireing exhaust into my lungs , I close my eyes getting lost in the delusion that felt beyond the state great because even that was an understatement .

Repeating the same action , my eyes growing lower ... How did he-... how did he do that ?

" Taleah " Harry heavy accent becomes to forgien .

" Harry " I turn to him , giving my undivided attention . He's smiling . So I smile back at him .

" Are you high right now ? "

Was I high ? I think I was ... or wasnt ... uh ... uhmm . I forget .

" Nope . " I shake my head and purse my lips , zipping them shut .

" I think you are " He's laugh was contangious and I got infected with it quickly , it spreaded all over my body and echoed out threw my parched mouth . I rub my tongue against the roof of my mouth . Since when did my mouth become sand paper ? It was truely amazing what plastic surgery could do .

" Wait what " I say , my tongue exploring the desert with in my mouth . It was truely an amazing experiance .

Everything . I just wanted to run from it all . All the bullshit , all my friends , all the thoughts in my head , just everything .

He caress my hair threw his fingers , humming as he went along . Nothing seem to matter then more then just that moment i was living in . And no it made no sense but it did at the same time .

" pssst " Harry whispers to me , tugging a strain of my hair " I have to tell you a sercret ".

Me ? I'm honored . " Right now ? "

" No " He pauses and i'm confused not that it made a differnce , because I already was " Right now".

His hands cup over his mouth , I giggle and lean in . He brushes my hair behind my ear and cups his mouth around once more , securing the secret to make sure no one heard .

I close my eyes so the world can no distract me from anything . I do nothing but listen and breath .

" The lonely stoner has a boner " He whispers , then laughs ever so quietly .

My eyes attract to were its consideration is needed most . " Touch it " He tells me .

He grasp my hand into his grip , placing it on to his blossoming boner , Harry's black skinny jeans restraining it . I feel bad for it . It must be so hot and stuffy compacted tightly into Harry's tight pants like that . I percieve it throbbing underneath my palm . I stroke it with my hand to give it some relief .

I hear Harry moan, softly , tracing my lower spine .

" Oh my god , am I hurting you ? " I gasp . Im such a bad bad bad person . Hurting my friend like that for the likes of something else .

" No , keeping doing it " He says , eyes pulsing with red . Did I make him cry ? Im such a bad bad bad person.

" But you look so sad ? " Im ready to cry now because he's crying and just like his laugh , his tears were just as contangious .