"You want something to eat?" Leo asked, gently pushing me out of his lap.
"What did you bring?" I asked feigning interest, though I wasn't the least bit hungry... Well, that wasn't true. I just wasn't hungry for food at the moment...
"Some leftover cheese pizza and chips." He shrugged and sent me a grin.
"Wow. Excellent selection of food," I remarked and sent him a smirk.
He rolled his eyes and shrugged again. "So? Who doesn't enjoy pizza and greasy chips?"
"You got anything interesting to drink?" I dropped my voice to a murmur, letting it adopt a sensual tone.
He glanced up from the cooler, interest sparking in his hazy eyes, and raised an eyebrow. "I have a few things..." he murmured, his voice also low and seductive.
"What they are they? Are they thick...or sweet?" I sent him an innocent smile and leaned back on my hands.
"Eathy..." Leo groaned, apparently forgetting the cooler as he leaned over; attempting to tackle me.
I placed my hand on his chest and held him in place. He pierced me with his intense steely gaze; frustration pooling in his eyes. I shook my head and pushed him back on his ass. "We're in public remember?" I teased, loving how easily I could frustrate him, yet make him all hot and bothered at the same time.
"You're evil you know," he muttered grumpily.
"Patience, Leo. You were the one who brought me to the movies, so now you have to watch it." I grinned mischievously at him.
"Well, that was before you decided to relentlessly turn me on, and not even let me kiss you; let alone...anything else," he retorted, glancing pointedly down at his lap; pointing out the large bulge pushing against his zipper.
"It's fun teasing you," I replied innocently.
I honestly was surprised at where this sudden flirting, teasing...master had come from. I'd always been awkward and embarrassed when it came to flirting with my previous girlfriends, but apparently, Leo just brought this sexual...power out of me.
"Bastard," he muttered with a chuckle.
I'm the bastard that loves you...
God, I wanted so badly to admit those words. They've shot through my head a few times in the past, but I quickly disregarded them, thinking it was just because I was just mildly infatuated with him.
I thought I was just thinking those three little words because I loved him as a friend, but I was actually deeply and madly in love with him.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Leo asked interrupting my Leo induced haze.
"What do you mean?" I asked, glancing away embarrassed.
"You've been staring at me with a big, dopey grin on your face." He grinned, humor dancing in his eyes.
Because I was thinking about how much I love you?
"I was just thinking," I muttered, grumpily sitting up and digging in the cooler for this pizza he supposedly had in there.
"What were you thinking about?" he murmured in my ear. His mouth brushed the top of my ear; sending a jolt of tingles shooting down my spine as his hand curved around my thigh again.
"You..." I admitted. That technically wasn't a lie, it was simply half the truth.
"Anything in particular?" he murmured, his lips traveling down the side of my head to my neck. His hand slid over my hip, curving around my ass, sending a wave of blood pouring into my shaft.
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ORIGINAL:The Boy With A Touch Of Cancer(BxB)
Teen Fiction"Leo pinned me against the wall with his hips; his hands gently gripping my wrists, keeping my arms above my head against the cool brick behind me. His beautiful, hazy blue eyes -that had turned straight quicksilver, again- were filled with such an...
