Satanas

Beach

*BEFORE THE APOCALYPSE*

My hand held the brush as it dragged against the canvas. I wasn't much for trying to paint something like a sunset but as much as I loved art, it was getting away from me and I was desperate to be inspired.

I dragged Michael down to some random beach I didn't know the name of.

I tried all day to get inspired by something and then the sunset hit and that was what did it.

I could hear noises around me but I didn't pay attention to what they were as I captured what I could.

And then cold wet arms wrapped around me from behind and I felt Michaels lips attached to my neck, kissing feverishly.

"Stop, I want to finish this.." I said.

"Looks finished to me." He said and turned me around to face him. He kissed across my jaw and neck like he couldn't stop himself.

"Seriously.. I'm gonna miss the rest of the sunset." I laughed as he gently bit into my neck.

"Kansy, I've barely touched you all day.." He whined.

He wrapped his arms around me and fell to the towel he had laying out, holding me on top of him.

He looked up at me with brightness in his eyes, the kind that I knew was truly from his heart.

"What?" I asked.

He smirked, "I'm gonna marry you one day."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "get real." I said trying to get up. He sat up and held me sitting on top of him still.

"Why? What's wrong with that? I love you and I want to be with you forever.. Doesn't that mean anything?" He said confused.

I nodded, "of course it does.. but we're young. You never know—"

"Don't say it."

I put my hands on his face and made him look at me, his eyes were starting to fill with tears.

"I do love you. I just don't want to force ourselves into anything when we don't know."

His eyebrows pulled together and he put his hands on my waist, moving me off him. "Don't know what?" He said while getting up, "if were supposed to be together? I already know we are. You can't just give up on me whenever you want.. I wouldn't do that to you."

I got up and pushed against his chest, "I never said I would give up on you. You know, it's so like you to take a really great day and turn it into a big fucking fight about something that didn't have anything to do with the reason we're here." I rolled my eyes and turned to walk away, but I barely got anywhere before he quickly grabbed my arm and spun me around. I was pressed against him and his mouth was immediately on mine.

He always kissed me so hard when he knew there was a chance I would walk away. It was like he wanted it to erase anything bad that happened or maybe he thought somewhere inside him that it might be the last time he kissed me.

We pulled away but stayed close. He kissed me again but softer. Our foreheads touching and his arms had no sign of letting me go.

"We should go.." I said quietly after I don't know how long.

He nodded, "stay with me tonight.."

"You think that's a good idea?" I asked, knowing Ms. Mead might not think so.

"She doesn't care.. How many times have you stayed over because you've been locked out? She's fine with it.. she loves you." He said.

I lived with roommates who didn't care where I was or if I came home. My parents had died only a couple of years ago but I knew I didn't want to be in foster care. But maybe where I was now, wasn't that great either.

I nodded, "fine.."

We got back to Michaels and Ms. Mead was already asleep. We tried to get upstairs quietly as he held my hand so I wouldn't get lost, even though there was no way I'd get lost in his house. I had been there too much.

He opened his bedroom door and we stepped in before he closed it quietly behind him. Meads room wasn't really near his and that made me feel much better. I knew she liked me but I still wasn't interested in being mothered.

"Here.." He said, handing me one of his shirts. I put it on, leaving the shorts I had worn to the beach on because we both knew Michaels pants would never stay on me.

I crawled into his bed as he changed and then he came over and wrapped his arms around me yet again today.

He usually slept with his shirt off, his body was always so warm. Sometimes I couldn't stand it and I'd have to force him to sleep further away from me.

He moved my hair away from my neck and kissed over it. I moved onto my back and he met my mouth immediately pushing his tongue inside.

His hand found its way under the shirt he gave me. I knew he loved touching me and I loved it too. He knew he was aloud, especially right now but when his hand had touched my thigh, he stopped kissing me to ask.

"Can I?"

I nodded.

I took my shorts off and the bathing suit bottoms. Then he put two fingers inside me and I sucked in a breath of air. I closed my eyes as he moved them around. I knew he always watched me when he did this. The way I reacted and the noises I made always intrigued him.

He hit a sweet spot and I moaned louder than I expected.

"Shhh.. Don't wake up the whole street, baby." He whispered.

He didn't usually call me pet names; once in a while. But while we were doing things like this, it was like he tapped into the man inside him. The one who knew exactly what to do and how to treat a woman like there was years of experience behind it.

I moaned loudly again when I reached my limit and his mouth came against mine again. He kissed me and tried to muffle the noise as I moaned into his mouth.

Then I was fine and calmed down.

"Do you want to?" He asked. I nodded, knowing how turned on he was too.

He lay down on the bed and I got on top of him. I put himself in me and started moving on him. His hands held onto my hips and I felt myself getting tired already because of the number he had done on me before.

So I moved faster on him, hoping he wouldn't last long.

I watched the way his eyes closed when he was close and his chest moved up and down. He really was so beautiful.

He came after a few moments and he moaned, maybe even louder than I had. I attached my mouth to his and muffled the noise like he did.

"Shhh, don't wake up the whole street, baby." I said, copying him.

He smirked and kept kissing me as we lay down beside each other.

We eventually became too tired to kiss and fell asleep.

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a/n: alright, so this doesn't really benefit anything but I thought a flashback would be nice and also there wasn't much Michael in the last chapter.