undone

Warner and Juliette fan fiction

There are many people here, too many. Warner is beside me, towering over me, making me look a lot smaller than I am. His whole demeanour, serious, intense and intimidating. I see girls constantly looking at him and smiling with there friends. I know I shouldn’t get jealous, Warner’s not that kind of guy, but I cant help it. Hes wearing a grey suite, perfectly ironed, and his hair is placed beautifully on his head, the shiny gold locks complementing his exquisite green eyes, which shine eloquently in the light above.

Hes breath taking.

I have to bite back the urge to touch him. He just seems so unreal, everything about this place is unreal. The large diamond chandeliers hanging above us, the large white walls encasing the impressively grand space, I feel like I stand out in a place like this, like the moon in the darkest of the night. Warner seems to notice that I got lost in my thoughts because when I look up I see piercing green eyes staring at me, I bight my lip as his intense stare swallows me whole, I look away. I don’t know if its the revealing dress I'm wearing tonight or the nerves about the upcoming war but Warner's been staring at me ever since I walked into the room, like hes some kind of predator about to pounce at any moment. His eyes are hungry and the wicked grin that pulls at his lips, makes me a little uneasy. My cheeks redden further and I can feel the heat rushing to my face, before I know it a comforting hand is resting at my left hip and another one under my chin forcing my face up to look into those familiar eyes. There surprising soft and filled with concern.

''are you okay?''

hes still holding my chin and his other hand slowly tightening around my waist protectively.

''yeah I’m fine, just a little warm''

the hand under my chin drops to his side but he doesn’t make an effort in moving the other one.

''I figured you be cold in that dress''

this is the first time he even bothered to talk to me all night and this is what he came over here to do, make comments about my choice of wear.

''well its not really breathy material, it feels like a second skin''

hes eyes turn hungry again and that wicked grin plays across his lips right before he leans in and whispers in my ear

''then why don't you take it off''

my eyes widen and my body tenses. Suddenly I'm taken over by desire and my body aches with want. I bite my lip, hard. Warner places his thumb on my chin and gently pulls my lip out from underneath my teeth.

''leave the biting to me''he whispers his voice deep and husky.

He snakes his hand slowly around my waist and rests it on the low of my back gently guiding me in front of him, towards the exit. I haven't had much alone time with Warner for a while and I hate to admit it but, I craved his touch and the heat that he emits. I want him so bad. This so called evil man whose been torched his entire life, who’s never felt love before. I want to make him feel whole again. I would do anything for this boy. As soon as were outside and alone he pushes me against the wall of the building and starts kissing my neck. His hands hold my waist against the wall firmly. My heart is running miles and my blood is pumping at super speed. I reach out to touch him but he grabs my wrists and gentles them back against the wall.

''patience'' he whispers.

He scoops me up into his arms as I wrap my legs around his waist. His whole body holding me against the wall. His hands travel up my thighs pushing the dress further up and up and up.

''wait, what if someone comes''

'' they'll leave'' his voice coming out between raged breaths

''and if they don’t''