- Valentine -
The rest of the week flew by rather fast. I did plenty of tattoo's on people and had a good chat with each client like usual. Some of the tatoo's were weird and some were really classic, it all came down to what the client wanted, but each one was fun to do anyway.
Throughout the week I had met up with JJ and loved every minute we spent together. The guilty feeling came and went but the more I thought about it the worse it got.
It was friday night and my dad, Julia and Ellie were staying at a hotel after going to Julia's cousin birthday party which I wasn't really invited too or wanted to go to anyway, but I didn't care because I had planned for JJ to come over and he was more than happy too.
We were sat on the sofa cuddling and watching films when the guilty feeling came again. I wasn't going to tell him about it but he guessed I was feeling guilty again and I knew I had to tell him how I felt.
"I can't help but feel guilty, JJ. I hate feeling guilty." I told him, snuggling into his chest as he wrapped his arms around me.
"My situation is complicated, Vee. You are bound to feel guilty about it even though you shouldn't." he replied, stroking my hair.
"I know." I sighed.
We were quiet for a moment before something came to mind that I hadn't really asked properly before.
"How is your girlfriend?" I asked, sitting up and looking him in the eyes. "I mean, you have told me little things but not a overal discription."
"Well, she is very bossy and like having attention from everyone. She is rather snobby and can be very spoilt." He explained, "She has nice sides that rarely show but even they aren't too nice."
"She does sound horrible. Does she take after he mum?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"A little bit. Her mother isn't as bad." he replied with a shrug.
The two sounded like a interesting pair and I could understand why on top of everything he was not happy.
"What's going to happen?" I asked the 'jackpot' question.
I had to ask because what was going to happen to us? what was going to happen to him and his girlfriend? What was the mum going to do if he left his girlfriend? These were all the question swimming around my head and I knew they were swimming around his too.
"I don't know." Is all he could say and I didn't blame him because the situation was getting more complicated and I didn't help.
I sighed, "I really want to go out with you but we can't because you are with her and if you end things with her the mum threatened to tell everyone one about what happened between you both."
He held out his arms and enveloped me into a big hug. He kissed the top of my head. "We will figure things out, babe. Don't you worry."
I sighed and cuddled him tighter. "I hope so because I don't like sharing you."
He chuckled, "I don't want to be shared."
"Like a dorito dip." I added which made us both laugh.
We ended up in a steamy make-out session after we finished the film. Our lips moving in sync and our body resting against each others. I played with his hair and he played with mine which I loved. I moved my kissed down to his neck and I felt his body move and I heard him moan. I smirked against his skin and moved my kisses lower. He laid down on the sofa with me on top of him. I removed his shirt and kissed his smooth, bare chest. He still had his hands tangled in my hair and it felt amazing.
"V-v-vee, we ... should t-t-take this ... upstairs." he stuttered between breaths.
I stopped kissing him and looked down at him, my hair dangling down on his face. "Agreed. Let's go." I agreed, climbing off of him and taking him by the hand before running and giggling like little children up the stairs to my room.
You could say that we had a little bit of fun but that wouldn't be true. We had a lot of fun. I've done things I had never done before and I liked it. He made me feel good and what we did was magical, I cannot explain how happy I was with him. For the first time I hadn't thought about 'her' and I thought about us and what we had which was special.
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I laid my head on his chest as our naked bodies were covered with the duvet cover. One of his arms wrapped around my waist and the other was behind his head, my arms were around him. We were both panting and I took that as a good sign... Or maybe were were just un-fit? Who knows.
"That... Was... Great." he said between breaths.
"You can say that again!" I said, my breathing had caught up.
"Okay, that was great!" He repeated, his breath was caught up too.
It was only 6.00pm and I remembered we had the house to ourselves. I sat up and looked down at JJ who had messy sex-hair like me.
"Let's go out for some food, yeah?" I suggested, smiling at him.
He smiled back and nodded. "Sounds good. Food after sex always sounds good." he chuckled.
"Agreed!" I said, stretching my arms in the air.
He sat up and did the same. "We should get ready to go out then." He stated.
"You havent brought any other clothes." I pointed out, then I thought. "I always get my shirt in a bigger size than need because of the comfort, you can choose one if you want and put your underwear and skinny jeans back on?"
"I'll see if they fit. If they don't my clothes will be fine, they aren't dirty anyway." He replied.
"Okay dokay. I'll only be a minute." I told him before quickly making a mad dash for the bathroom, with the duvet cover. I was naked but wasn't impressed with the idea of going to the bathroom naked - despite him seeing me naked and the house being empty. Was that weird?
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Thank you for reading!
They finally did it! They finally had sex. I'm sorry for not giving the juicy details but I didn't feel comfortable doing it since I don't want younger viewers to see and stuff :P Haha, might put more detail in the future if there is any ofthose scenes ;D
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