Mi Salvador

Hookup

Charlie's POV
I laid on the couch at Ascella's house. Mr. Amaro let me stay the night because I didn't want to go back home. I laughed to myself, knowing I had to go back to school. There were footsteps coming from the stairs and I looked to see Ascella. Even if it was dim in the room, it was obvious she was crying. I sat up, "Ascella?"
She sighed, "Go back to sleep, Charlie..."
I got up and went to her as she leaned over the counter, placing a gentle hand on her back.
"Hey..."
She put her head into her hands and huffed. I then took her hand and pulled her to the couch with me. I sat down and she stood before me before sitting down. We stayed quiet, not needing words. I looked at our fingers as they intertwined, admiring how small her hand was compared to mine.
"Do you hate me as much as I hate myself?" Ascella whispered, "Does Nash hate me?"
"Why would he hate you?"
"I took away his son..."
"You helped his son...made him happy..."
Ascella nodded and sighed, leaning into me more, "Why is he always on my mind?"
"It's not a bad thing..."
She shook her head and laughed weakly, "Wanna know something? He always reminded me of a greaser...like from The Outsiders..."
I laughed, "What am I?"
"Kinda like a soldier or something...like apart of a regime..."
"That makes me sound like a Nazi."
Ascella let out a genuine laugh and hit me, "That's not what I mean!"
I grinned and admired her as she sat back. I hadn't noticed, but my hand was on her thigh, caressing it. Ascella turned to me and smiled, trailing her fingers up my arm. I let out a weak breath as her nose touched mine. I know we shouldn't be doing this...this was nothing...
"Charlie?"
"Hm?"
"Do you...do you wanna go to Prom with me?"
I smiled and bit my lip, "Yeah...Yeah, sounds fun..." I leaned in, our foreheads touching. I could tell that she was nervous and hesitant by the way she gripped her over sized shirt...Olly's lacrosse shirt...
I tried to pull away, but her lips caught mine quicker than I liked, but I couldn't resist her. We continued to kiss before I got her up and carried her upstairs to her room.

WARNING: SMUTTTT THAT PROBABLY SHOULDNT HAPPENNNNN

I laid her on the bed and took off her shirt, exposing her bare chest. I took off my shirt and her hands ran up my torso, making me close my eyes. I felt her hot breath against my face before she trapped my lips in hers once again. I could feel her hands rubbing my crotch, making me harder. I pulled away and locked the door. Ascella had herself laid out on the bed, her hands rubbing herself over her shorts. I bent down and pulled her shorts off before latching my mouth onto her clit through her underwear. I've had sex with a lot of girls...but being with Ascella was different. I am usually very rough, but when I looked at her, I'm afraid I might break something. I licked her slit up and down through her panties until I could taste her. I slipped the underwear off and slipped a few fingers in her. She squirmed and whimpered, moaning my name and begging for me. I chuckled and raised myself to her face, admiring her. Her eyes opened and she looked at me and even if I couldn't tell, my pupils dilated enough to cover my irises.
"Charlie..."
I leaned down and kissed her roughly before pulling my fingers out and sucking her off of me. I took off my pants and briefs and reached for the bedside table drawer, grabbing a condom from the box inside.
"How did you even know that was there?"
"Olly let it slip one time..." I chuckled. She smiled and kissed me before I pulled away to put the condom on. I nearly tackled her before pushing in, pinning her hands above her head. Ascella let out a cry and whimpered. I stopped immediately, kissing her neck and face, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot it's been a while for you..." I waited for her to let me move inside of her and she nodded, gripping my shoulders. I continued to thrust erratically, gripping the head of the bed so it won't hit the wall too much. What would anyone say if I was having sex with my dead best friend's girlfriend? Kissing her already did enough to both of us. Watch, Olly is gonna magically come back from the dead and beat my ass...
I felt Ascella tug my hair slightly, making me go faster. She whimpered and bit her hand to silence her loud cries. I kissed her neck and moaned into it, moving my hand to rub her clit.
"Charlie!" She yelped, and i laughed quietly, putting my finger to my lips and kissed her.
"Don't wake anyone up..." I joked, still rubbing her. She came barely a second later and I followed after. I pulled off of her and threw away the condom. I then got up and put my clothes on.

"How was your first hookup?" I chuckled, shaking my head and putting my shirt on. She looked at me for a moment, then smiled, "Could've been better."
I tackled her and pinned her on the bed, biting her neck softly and trailing my lips to her exposed nipple. She held in her laughs and pushed me off. I sighed, "I have to go..."
"You won't stay?"
"No, I'm sorry, I have to find a tuxedo for that Prom I'm going to." I smiled and tucked her back in, "See you later, Amaro..."
"See you, Charlie..."
I smiled and quietly walked downstairs and out of the house.

What did I just do?

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I HELLA MADE HER SAY OLLYS NAME I DIDNT MEAN TO DO THAT OML