"You're anxious. What's making you anxious? Am I touching you somewhere you're not comfortable with?" Vic asks.
I look to him confused. We're watching a movie and cuddling. I don't know how he can tell I'm anxious.
"No, no, it's not you." I assure him. "I'm just thinking about school tomorrow."
He frowns and pauses the movie that I hadn't been paying attention to.
"Why are you feeling anxious?" he asks.
"Don't worry about it. This isn't a therapy session." I sigh.
"No, I'm worried about it. What's going on in that little head of yours." He frowns, pulling me onto his lap.
I giggle and kiss his cheek, already feeling a little better.
"Nothing. I'm just nervous. This is my last chance. That's a lot of pressure. I don't want to fuck up and disappoint anybody." I admit.
"You're not going to fuck this up, Kells. Don't stress. You've got this." he says.
"You really think so?" I ask.
"I know so." he chirps. "If you have any problems tomorrow or you're feeling overwhelmed, just call me and I'll come pick me up. We'll take things slow."
I smile and kiss him softly.
"How did you know I was anxious?" I ask confused.
"I know you. I know your mannerisms and your little ticks. You are my boyfriend. And I'm very observant. It's my job." he explains.
"I've never known anyone who pays so much attention to me." I sigh.
"You deserve everyone's full undivided attention." he grins, kissing my neck softly.
I sigh deeply as he kisses down my neck and along my shoulder, moving my shirt out of the way so he can kiss lower.
"You can't kiss me like that and expect me not to get turned on." I breathe.
"Is there something wrong with that?" he grins.
I pull back and give him a curious look.
"Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?" I ask bewildered.
He smirks and runs his fingers along my exposed collarbone.
"I mean, we have been dating for a while now and you look so cute today." he beams.
"I look the same as I always do." I blush.
"My point exactly." he chuckles which makes me giggle. "But it's fine if you're not comfortable yet."
I frown and drop my head.
"I want to. I don't know if I can though." I sigh.
He smiles lovingly at me and caresses my cheek with his hand.
"That's okay. Why don't we just see how far we can get?" he suggests.
"Okay," I smile.
He smiles back and presses his lips to mine. I kiss him back and he slides his tongue through my lips.
I speed up the kiss and place my hand on his crotch but he takes my wrist and pulls away.
"Just go slow." he whispers and holds my face as he kisses me softly and slowly.
I melt into the kiss and feel a lot more relaxed.
He lays me down on the sofa but doesn't climb on top of me. In fact, he stops kissing me altogether and takes my hand.
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Champagne, Flowers & Chocolate - Kellic - Boyxboy
FanfictionKellin, a hypersexual 18 year old meets the man of his dreams. The only problem being, it's his 26 year old widower therapist. How long will Vic keep up his professional facade before he gives in to the persistent boy? ⚠ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ Contains:...