{Forever Mine | A Flamingeos fanfic}

64. Oh Brother

"Oh God, Geo!" I moaned.

"Oh fuck you're so wet."

It's been about five days since Geo said he was moving to Florida and since then I've been spending a little more time with Geo and a lot less time studying. And by spending more time I mean fucking. It's going to be at least three months until we see each other so we're trying to get it all out of our system. It's not working out too well.

"Fuck Geo! My fucking- right there. I'm coming!"

"Yeah baby girl. Cum for me," he said slapping my ass.

After him thrusting a few more times he came inside of me.

I pushed off his chest and smiled at him. I fell over to my side of the bed.

"That was fucking gold."

He smiled back at me then gave me a peck on the lips, "Couldn't have said it better myself."

I just looked at him as he looked at me.

"What?" He chuckled but he sounded so hot.

"You're hot."

He laughed and I laughed.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome," I said and I looked at him a second more. "But not only that. You're beautiful."

"Beautifully, hot?"

"A perfect description," I giggled.

I grabbed him and laid on his chest.

"I'm sad to be leaving you in two days," Geo said.

"Shhhh," I said. I didn't want to be reminded, plus I was tired.

He stayed quiet for awhile, "Do you think moving to Florida is smart for me?"

"You said you miss it," I said in a dry sleepy voice.

"Yeah, I do. But what if I end up missing this more?"

"I doubt you'll miss New York."

"Not New York," he said.

"What else is there to miss?"

"You," he said.

At that time I looked up at him and my sleepy voice went away. It was cute but then I thought about it.

"I'm not a place," I said putting my head back on his chest.

"But you feel like one. You feel like home. You are a place. You're a place in my heart. And I-"

I didn't hear the rest. I fell asleep.

The next day

I woke up to Geo smiling at me.

I smiled back uncontrollably.

"Were you watching me sleep?"

"Maybe."

"Geo that's creepy," I giggled.

"You've taken pictures of me sleep," he smiled.

"I know. The difference is you look cute when you sleep."

"And you look adorable when you do it."

"I guess so. If that's the word you want to use."

"It is because it's true."

"Slobber rolling down my face is adorable?"

He chuckled, "Hell yeah."

I smiled at him then pecked him on the cheek.