Smile - CrankGameplays

45. Knot

The two were acting like... teenagers. Hormonal teenagers who couldn't keep their hands off one another, ironing their bodies together every second they could. Lips hungrily nipping and biting, pulling and taking. Doing whatever was possible to make up for the lack of intimacy they didn't share the past month.

Her body was shoved up against the side of his Mini Coop, fingernails slightly digging into his shoulder blades with each forceful maneuver of his body. He fervently pressed his fingertips on her figure, clawing at her sweater as his cold skin finally met the bare stomach of her warm flesh.

She softly yelped into their ravenous kiss, enjoying every second of the little game of pleasure the two gladly partook in. It was surprising that the two found the time to break away from all the fun to find their way back to his car. It took all of Ethan's willpower not to jump in the nearest bush and have Reese right then and there - but come on, he was a gentleman.

So he decided to wait until he mounted her up on the side of his car as his digits hungrily mapped down her abdomen. His hands were busy exploring the inches of her waistline as he impatiently planted wet kisses down her jaw.

Reese gathered her body on his as she rested her hands on the nape of his neck, fingers brushing the trail of hairs that stood high down the slope.

The sloppy kisses soon were transferred to her neck as he lightly bit down, reminding her of the first night they shared where he left noticeable marks. Marks that not only were scattered along her neck but in between her breasts, littered all over her inner thighs. Marks that didn't fade until a week after the one night of... fun.

"Let me get you inside my car, ya?" he whispered in between impatient kisses on her neck, "How does that sound?"

"Mmmm," she muffled into the air, "Sure."

He quickly fumbled into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out his keyring, instantly unlocking all the doors to his car.

She opened the door to the backseat and tilted her head to the black cushions in the interior.

"Come here," she hummed, latching her fingers onto the collar of his sweatshirt, "Let me take care of you."

He hesitated, heart immediately overflowing with numerous emotions that he couldn't even think to process in this moment. His body followed into her as she tugged him down to the backseat. He knew the back of his car wasn't roomy in any sense, but that just meant they'd have to be pressed up against one another - which he wasn't going to complain about.

They wasted no time finding each other as they needfully smashed their lips together. Nipping and biting, doing anything possible to let actions express the way they felt.

Even with the intense and passionate panting that was expelled onto each others necks, or the way their eyes were sealed shut to block out the possibility of this somehow being a dream, the two never let up with their bodies colliding into one another.

His weight shifted onto his forearms as he lifted himself away from her trembling exterior.

"Hey," he whispered, hazel meeting light brown, "Can I... ask you something?"

Reese blinked up at him, her leg brushing over his ankle, "Yes, Ethan?"

"I know we just had... like the best make-out session ever, but that's not all this is... is it?"

The lust in her eyes faded and was replaced with something soft, something so soft that he wouldn't mind if she never answered the question as long as he got to look at her. Look at the color in her eyes, the quivering of her lips, the locks of hair that swept across her full cheeks.

She paused for a moment before taking her fingertips and resting them on his jaw, thumb brushing over skin, "No, of course not. I want to be with you, Ethan."

He couldn't help but to giggle, to feel vulnerable in front of her, "Reese..."

"I want to be with you. No more questions asked, no more worrying, but only if that's okay with you."

"That's more than okay..." he fell on top of her, now sweeping the fallen curls away from her face, "I'd rather ask you to be mine and not in the back of my car."

"I'd really like that."

"Okay," he beamed, "Would you like to go on a date with me? Maybe... dinner?"

"I would like nothing more than to go on a date with you."

Ethan leaned in again and stopped, mere centimeters away from her face, "Can I kiss you now?"

She responded back with a fake scoff and met him halfway, feeling the texture of his lips come in contact with hers once again.

Even without a label, he knew he had her and she had him. There was a definite passion that rang throughout the kiss, something that had been missing from the first one they shared. Whether it was the nerves or the overthinking, everything they had done had felt natural. Felt right.

Almost as if they were two pieces of a puzzle that became one when connected, with each touch, embrace, kiss.

Yeah... a puzzle. Regardless of how cheesy that may have sounded in her head or his, it all simply didn't matter. They were here, together. 

It was everything.

He reluctantly pulled away and rested his forehead on hers, "It's freezing in here."

She nodded her head, "Mmmm."

"Should I take you home?"

She was quick to protest as her lingering hands fell on the waistband of his pants, messing with the buckle of his belt, "I have an idea."

Ethan's eyes rolled to the back of his head, whatever she was about to do, he was all for, "Yeah?"

"Relax for me," she flashed a look of seduction that made Ethan embarrassed of his own excitement.

"O-okay."

And the rest was painted under the stars, the soft sounds of breathing and ecstasy trapped in the barriers of feelings and emotions.

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Wow, hello! Sorry for the two-week wait on this chapter! Busy with packing and adult things! I'm writing this as I'm on my way back to school so here you go!

Hoping to post another part soon <3 Thank you for reading!

Also shouts to the person who captured that seductive pic of Ethan.

Also... hooray to Ethan and Reese ;)

- domducky :)