Little Marks

14 - Oranges

October 31st

"Trick or treat!" Two little children exclaimed as I opened the door, thrusting two orange pumpkin buckets at me. I laughed and grabbed out candy bowl, holding it down at a level that they could reach from. The little girl was dressed up as a wolf, I think, and the boy looked like he was dressed up as a princess or fairy or something of the like.

"Take two guys!" I spoke cheerily. Each of them grabbed the candy after sifting through my bowl, trying to find the candy they wanted. We decided to be gracious and put out king size candy bars, and kids seemed to be enjoying that.

"Thank you!" They each exclaimed, running back to their parents, who were waiting on the sidewalk. They waved to us and we waved back before the children whined about wanting to get to more houses. I shut the door as they walked away, walking back to my friends and boyfriend. Fiona was dressed as a goth fairy, Lianna was Alice in Wonderland, and Cam and I were dressed as Ken and Barbie. The four of us were sat in the living room of Fiona's house, watching old Disney Channel Halloween movies and taking turns answering the door for trick-or-treaters.

I sat down on the floor in front of Cameron who was on the couch, and he immediately started playing with my hair, causing me to sigh happily and let my head fall back into his lap. I could feel Cam lean forward and he planted a kiss on my forehead, making me smile.

"Hey lovebirds! No PDA! We allowed the couples costume, keep the other mushy stuff to a minimum. Especially because one of us doesn't have our marks and the other can't see theirs for another two months." The girls complained, causing the two of us to laugh.

"Okay, okay, we'll stop. We should be heading back soon anyways. I can't drive too late." Cameron responds. I agree and stand up, grabbing my jacket from the other end of the couch. The girls and I share a goodbye and the two of us leave, grabbing candy bars as we made our way to his motorcycle. I tied my hair back before slipping on the helmet, climbing on behind my boyfriend. I could feel his abs underneath the tight shirt he was wearing and how they tensed as he shifted his body to change gears once we started moving. I rested my head on his shoulder blade as he drove and we went through the city, headed towards where he lived, where I was spending the night.

Cam stopped to put gas in his motorcycle and I pulled out my phone, texting the girls to tell them that I probably wouldn't be answering my phone for the rest of the night, but to have fun without me. They responded back with an abundant amount of suggestive emojis, and I just laughed. Cameron looked at me and I just shook my head, indicating that it was something stupid. Cameron lifted my helmet and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips, a smile ghosting upon his face. He slid my helmet back down and put his own on, getting back on the motorcycle after he finished paying. The two of us went off again, heading to his house. He parked his motorcycle on the street, setting up the kickstand. We both got off and took off our helmets, putting them away. Hand in hand, we walked up to the front door and went in, a nervous grin on my face. We went to his room and laid down on his bed, my head in the crook of his neck. Cameron wrapped his arm around me, hand resting on my side.

"Are you sure?" He asked me quietly. I nodded slightly and moved away from him, getting off the bed and going to my overnight bag, which I left here earlier in the day. I took a little case and went to the kitchen to find a glass of water. Cam came out just as I was swallowing my pill, looking confused. "Butterscotch? What was that?" He asked.

"Oh, umm... that was my birth control." I respond quietly, setting the now empty glass in the sink. I looked at him shyly, and his eyes were wide.

"Birth control?" He asked me nervously.

"I just wanted to be safer, and it's also for... other reasons."

"Have you been on it long enough to work?" I nodded and leaned against the counter. "Does that mean you don't want to use a condom?" He was probably judging me.

"No, I still want to use one. I would rather be safe than sorry, also because some of my other medicines may make it less effective." Cameron stepped closer to me and wrapped his arms around me. I looked up into his eyes, which didn't have any sign of disappointment or disgust.

"Okay, I'm fine with that. I just wanted to double check with you, just in case." I nodded and he pecked my lips. "Come on Barbie, let's go party." He chuckles, winking at me. I giggle and blush as he takes my hand and leads me to his bedroom. "Let me know if I ever make you feel uncomfortable, and we can stop immediately." Cameron states. Our lips connect gently as he gently pushes me down onto his bed and gets over me.

Oranges and vanilla. That's what he smells like. I love oranges. They're my favorite fruit.

Our kiss is slow and romantic like we have all the time in the world. Cameron doesn't use tongue, he knows it grosses me out. His lips are gentle against mine like he's scared of scaring me. His lips move from mine to my jawline, planting a few butterfly kisses before kissing my neck. My back arches as he kisses my collarbone, and he chuckles quietly.

"We have a winner." His voice is husky, and he sets to make a mark on my skin. I whimper and my fingers weave through his hair, pulling gently. "Ah, fuck." He moans, breath hot on my skin. I pulled my fingers out from his hair and set them on undoing the buttons on his shirt, proving difficult, as they seemed to be shaking. "It's okay, take your time." Cameron encourages me.

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And that night, I lost my virginity. With my soulmate, in ridiculous Barbie and Ken costumes. But I wouldn't change anything. I love Cameron, and I trust him with my body.

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Teaser: doctors visit