𝐈𝐈; 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑

𝘼𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀

"you're slurring all your words, not making any sense"

idfc ( blackbear )

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i didn't know what to expect from such a stunning man.

"come in," i said, stepping out of the way for him to enter. he did without a word.

i made my way to my bedroom, as he followed silently. i closed my bedroom door as we both entered and i turned around to him, meeting his dark eyes and once again, sending shivers down my spine.

i swallowed.

"i don't really know how this works," i admitted shamefully. he grinned.

"then what's your reason for calling me?" his eyes narrowed.

i didn't want to tell him that ophelia suggested it to me, it didn't sound right to say. id rather make it seem like i wanted it, but also not too needy.

"i'm in need for affection," i sighed.

he walked towards me, closing the space between us, touched the back of my hand lightly, and gave me a look that made my heart nearly skip a beat.

"i'm an expert at that," he said without looking away from me. he put his hands on either side of my face, caressing the soft skin of my cheeks lightly with his thumb and leaned down till his face was just an inch from mines.

"enlighten me."

moments later our lips met, electricity shooting through my veins as his lips slowly moved against mines. as he got more sure of himself, his lips were firmer. i felt them part slightly, and his breath washed cool across my mouth.

i wrapped my arms around his neck and in an instant he lifted me off the ground, making his way towards my bed. he sat down, placing me on his lap as our lips found their way to each other once again. his hands moved around my robe, fumbling with the knot as he finally opened it, and slid it off my body without hesitation.

his fingers stroked from my temples to my chin, and then hooked under my jaw and pulled my lips tighter to his. i couldn't concentrate on anything but his lips.

stop selena, you don't need this.

he separated his lips from mines, both of us were breathing heavily. in less than a minute, his lips were on my bare neck leaving me sweet kisses on my skin, my lips releasing moans like prayers. he trailed down closer to my breasts, his hands making their from my waist up my stomach with deliberate slowness. i listened to his careful breathing, which seemed to be keeping time with my heartbeat. my blood was racing, and i wished it could slow down. it must make everything so much more difficult for him, the thudding pulse in my veins from his heavenly touch. i could feel his fingers slide under my bra, grasping my left breast with just the lightest pressure. he really was an expert at it.

then, out of nowhere, a dizzy, hollow ringing sound started up in my ears. my hands balled into fists. i knew he would feel the blood pulsing into my face.

"s-stop stop stop" i repeated, frantically pushing away from him. he immediately stopped at my command, and i quickly got off his lap and closed my eyes.

this is not what i want.

"are you all right?" the sound of his anxiety helped bring me around. i wasn't totally gone, so it was fairly easy. i took two deep breaths and opened my eyes.

"i'm fine," i tried to speak in a normal voice. his jaw tightened.

he didn't move, as i realized that whatever he was thinking frightened me.

"i'm sorry i just, i don't think this is the best way to distract myself from my problems, although i thought it would. your money is over there" i said pointing to the dresser near my bedroom door. "thank you for... everything." i said glumly.

i was too ashamed to admit and tell him how weak i was, he only knew that something was very wrong.

he shut his eyes, his expression agonized. for a long moment he was silent. i waited eagerly, which probably wasn't the brightest reaction.

his face snapped up to mines meeting my eyes again, and his were oddly tender. i stared in surprise.

"it's okay, i don't need the money." he murmured. his voice was cold, and i flinched.

he left without another word; the way he moved was so fluid, so sinuous. i listened closely as i heard him leave and close the door behind him, as i fell onto my bed.

the tension and electricity was gone, but my mind was too wrapped around the idea of seeing him again. i could still feel the chill of his touch against my skin, the ice of his skin through my thin bra.

and i didn't even know his name.