Wrapped

Chapter 12

Twelve ~ Nick

The embarrassment overwhelms me. I'm covered with pins and needles of how humiliated I feel when Zack walked in on Pierce and I's session together. I hope that Pierce didn't get yelled at, it's part of my fault, too, not just Pierce's. I should take the blame, as well.

"No closed doors!" I hear Zack laugh as he left the room.

"Did Zack get mad?" I ask and sit up on the head board of the bed when Pierce sits next to me after turning off the television.

"Not really, just," Pierce sighs and takes in a deep breath. "He just gets over - protective sometimes."

"Really?" I was intrigued. I don't know why I feel so interested about this, but something just hits me. It means that Zack is worried about Pierce. That must mean something happened in their past, right? "What about?"

"The usual. He worries that I might get hurt, but I know you won't hurt me," Pierce smiles and pecks me on the lips, making little shock waves travel through my body starting from my lips.

I feel my cheeks get hot instantly again as he kissed me again. I don't know what it is, but I always feel something in my body that gets lighter whenever Pierce and my lips connect. I love it.

"Get hurt? What is that supposed to mean, Pierce?" I ask and watch Pierce leave his seat on the bed and go over to the door.

"You hear that?" Pierce asks and a smile comes across his face.

I try to hear carefully. It's like someone is singing a guitar riff to a song. What's so important about that?

"Someone singing? Yeah, why?" I ask and shift uneasily in the bed.

I don't know what happened, just a whole feeling of discomfort hits me. I don't know what Pierce is planning, he just told me that Zack is afraid of him getting hurt. That should mean something is wrong with Pierce? I doubt it, I shouldn't over think things.

"Zack is listening to music, that means he won't be able to hear the door close," Pierce smirks and shuts the door as quiet as possible. "Now, where were we?"

Pierce walks back over to the bed, and crawls towards me. I smile slightly and my hearts beats apace. Pierce is actually risking to get in trouble, just to intimate - like stuff with me. I like it.

Pierce is magnet close to me, he's sitting on top of me, interlocking my hands with his, his chest is pressed against mine, but won't kiss me. Is he trying to tease me? This isn't quite fair. Just because I'm smaller, doesn't mean he can try tease and I can't do anything about it.

"Well?" I whisper and lean in close to him, closing my eyes slowly. "What are you waiting for?"

Pierce gives a low chuckle and gently brushes his lips against mine. I get all of the electric shocks and press closer to him, keeping out lips locked together. I let go of his right hand and let my fingers tangle in his soft, black hair. Pierce gives out a quiet growl once I tugged on his hair softly.

Our gentle kissing gets rougher. He glides his tongue along my bottom lip, wanting an entrance.

This is going so fast, but who cares? I immediately open up and his tongue mine. I grip on his hair tighter and feel myself slowly slide down the head board. Now, I'm fully laying down, with Pierce on top of me.

Pierce lets go of my other hand and migrates it up my shirt, feeling around my chest. My body gets tense, but I feel like I'm exploding. I move both of my hands down to the hem of Pierce's shirt and start lifting it up quickly. I have to admit, when his shirt was off earlier, I just wanted to stare. It's not the he's so muscular, his just has the right amount of having muscles. His skin is even soft while he's shirtless.