Tú Eres Mia. (Bad Bunny)

"Te quiero besar."

Impatiently, I checked my phone every ten seconds. It had been around 20 minutes since I had sent Benito my location and with every minute that passed by, I got more nervous. Finally, a notification popped up on the screen of my phone.

Benito🐰: I'm here

I took a deep breath, before I walked out of my room, through the main door of the apartment and downstairs to the front door of the house. Benito was leaning against the doorframe, one hand is his pocket, the other one wiping over the screen of his phone. I quietly opened the door. Immediately, he put his phone away and greeted me with a smile. Returning the smile, I grabbed his hand and dragged him up the stairs. He followed me without making a sound. I signalized him to stay quiet, when we entered the apartment. Benito looked around on our way to my room. "You have a nice apartment." he commented, when I closed the door to my room. "Thank you." I answered shyly. "What do you do for a living?" he wanted to know. "I'm a nurse. What about you?" I answered, smiling. "I make music and try to live from it." he replied, scratching the back of his neck. "Does it work?" I questioned. To me, it was extremely interesting that he was making music. Slowly, I walked up to him. "More or less." he whispered, taking my hands into his. He was towering over me, staring at my lips. I shyly looked up to him, not really knowing what to say. "Where are my manners? Would you like to drink something?" I then asked politely. He simply replied with a nod. Smiling, I turned around and made my way into the kitchen. I definitely needed some alcohol to calm down a little bit, so I opened the little cupboard in which we stored the alcohol. I grabbed the full bottle of whiskey, a bottle of coke, two glasses and then headed back into my room. Benito was standing in fron of my desk, looking at the photos that were placed on it. "Your family?" he asked, studying a picture of my parents and me. "Yeah, my older sister, my parents and I." I answered and handed him one of the glasses. "Do you have a big family?" he then wanted to know. "No, sadly all of my grandparents already passed away and neither my Dad has siblings nor does my Mom." I told him, thinking about my hometown. He smiled and kept looking at childhood photos of my sister and me. "I found some whiskey if that's okay?" I then added, causing him to look at me. "Yes, that's fine, thank you." he said as I handed him the bottle with the liquor in it. Benito opened it and poured himself almost half of the glass; then he took my glass out of my hand and also filled it with alcohol.

It was half past three, when we decided to listen to some music. I opened my laptop and clicked on the Spotify app. "If you don't listen to Reggaeton, what are we gonna listen to now?" Benito asked curious. He was meanwhile sitting on my bed, while I had sat down at my desk. "We can listen to Reggaeton, I don't mind." I answered, looking through my playlists. I randomly clicked on a song and turned back around to face Benito again. He moved to the rhythm of the song, while I sat there and watched him. I was feeling the alcohol since my stomach was now empty and because I didn't drink very often. "Dance with me, bonita." Benito said, getting up from my bed and placing his glass on the floor next to it. I nodded, got up and also put my glass onto my desk. We were standing there in the middle of my room, moving to the music just like we had only a couple hours before, except this time, we were completely alone. Again, he was singing along quietly, his hands were guiding my hips, and his lips brushed against the skin on my neck. I closed my eyes, just enjoying the moment. Even though Damon had killed the mood at the club, it didn't take Benito long to make me feel even better than on the dance floor. I wanted him, there was no doubt about it, but I was extremely tired and I didn't know if I could stay awake any longer. Without any warning, he started to place kisses all over my neck. Slowly, he pushed my shirt along with the strap of my bra over my shoulder and continued to kiss the crook of my neck. That caused me to let out a quiet moan. With one swift move, he turned me around to look at me. His forehead was leaning against mine, while his hands were still resting on my hips. Out lips were so close to each other and wished nothing more, except for him to kiss me, when they slightly brushed against mine. Except for the music, it was silent in my room, but it wasn't a uncomfortable one. He removed one of his hands away from my hip and started to caress my cheek. "Te quiero besar." he whispered with his voice raspy from the whiskey. I knew what that meant and I could feel my cheeks turn bright red. A smile crept across my lips. "Then do it." I answered, still not opening my eyes. Benito carefully lifted my chin with one of his fingers and softly pressed his lips against mine. My hands immediately found their way around his neck. Benito slowly started to walk me backwards until I reached my desk, then he swiftly underneath my legs to lift me up and sit me down on top of it. I wrapped my legs around his waist, showing him that I liked they way he made me feel.

When we finally broke the kiss to take a breath, Benito looked down and smiled to himself. A yawn escaped my mouth which caused him to chuckle a little bit. "Do you want to go to bed?" he asked. With a simple nod, I answered his question. He stepped back, so I could get down from the desk. "I can leave and let you sleep." he then said, rubbing the back of his neck. "No, you can stay the night if you want to." I replied, letting myself fall onto the bed. He followed my actions and also crawled onto it. I wanted to get changed, but before I could get up again, Benito hat trapped me underneath him. Once more, he leaned in to kiss me. I returned the kiss, but it was not as soft as the first one. It was more demanding, lustful and aggressive. With one of his hands, he squeezed the back of my upper thigh. Almost automatically, I clawed into his shoulder, when his lips left mine only to kiss my neck again. "You need rest, bonita." he whispered against my lips, before he rolled himself to the side to let me get up. Yawning, I nodded and got out of bed. I grabbed a wide shirt to sleep in from my closet; then I went into the bathroom to undo my make-up and brush my teeth. When I came back into my room, Benito was lying on the bed, only wearing his boxers and shirt. He was typing around on his phone. I turned off the lights and climbed into bed next to him. He put his phone away, pulled me into him and kissed the top of my head.