His Guardian Demon

Chapter Thirty Two

Ya'll just a warning I haven't written anything like this before so sorry if it's bad don't judge me too harshly ok? Ok.

Asher's POV

I froze in shock.

Winnie's kissing me. 

Fucking finally!

I eagerly kissed him back. Our mouths molded together, perfectly in sync before Winnie tilted his head up, giving me more access to his mouth.

I pulled him closer by his waist and left one arm there while my other arm reached his back. I licked his lower lip, causing Winnie to moan quietly. I slipped my tongue into his mouth and relished in his unique taste. My back began to itch, but I ignored it.

Winnie's tongue met with mine briefly before allowing mine to take over again. He moaned again as my tongue hit the roof of his mouth. I grabbed the back of his thighs and lifted him up onto the counter behind him. Winnie clutched at my back and tilted his head away from me, showing his neck instead.

I didn't hesitate to attack his neck with my mouth. I immediately began to suck on his jugular vein. Winnie moaned loudly, making me suck harder. I pulled away slightly and smirked at the dark purple bruise forming on his skin. I reattached my mouth to his neck and left similar marks all along both sides of his neck. 

My hands traveled all along his back, tracing his slight curves to his spinal cord and shoulder blades, back down again and finally resting on his hips. I massaged them with my thumbs before slowly pushing his shirt up. 

God, I want him so bad.

"A-ash? We need t-to―ah―s-s-stop," Winnie panted. As he said this, he exposed more of his neck. I forced myself to pull away from his neck and looked at him. 

His hair was messed up and sticking up all over the place. His eyes were shut in what I hoped was bliss, and his mouth was slightly open. His lips were red and starting to turn a little purple. His neck was littered with hickeys, big and small. His breathing was coming in quick pants. 

I rested my forehead against his and closed my eyes. "Okay."

He's not ready yet. That's okay, though. I'll wait.

Winnie breathed in deeply and exhaled. His warm breath tickled my nose. He did this a few more times until he could breathe relatively normally. 

"I, uh, need to get down," he whispered but made no move to get down.

I smiled and picked him up and set him down on the floor. "Where are you going?"

"To the store; you said we were out of bandages, right?" Winnie said as he grabbed his house key.

I raised my eyebrow and looked at him. "You're leaving the house like that?"

Winnie looked at me before sprinting to the bathroom. I laughed as I heard him scream my name. I walked to the bathroom and leaned against the doorframe. "Yeah, baby?"

Baby? Where the hell did that come from?

Winnie didn't seem to mind, judging from the blush that colored his cheeks. "How am I supposed to cover these? My parents aren't only going to kill me, they're going to kill you!" He exclaimed as he looked back in the mirror. 

I walked over and stood behind him. "If you're so sure they're going to find out, then don't cover them. Save yourself some trouble," I whispered in his ear as I wrapped my arms around his waist. Winnie turned around in my arms and glared at me. I couldn't help the smile that slipped onto my face. "You're not intimidating at all," I said.