Chasing Blue

23. What middle?

"W-What are you doing?" I ask Blue pushing him away.

"What?" he asks irritated as if I just blocked the view of his favourite game on TV.

"Why are touching me all over? I said we can only kiss," I tell him.

"I only touched you a little. It's not like I'm taking your clothes off!" he says.

I glare at him and push him away more. "That's it. This make out session is over!"

"Come on! It has barely been a minute since we started!"

"You shouldn't have broken the rule then!" I yell back at him.

"What rule? How am I not supposed to touch you while kissing you? How does that even work?"

"I don't know! If you can't do that, then I can't do anything about it!"

He glowers at me for a second.

"Alright! My hands won't touch you!" he says raising his hands up. "Now, come on, let me kiss you some more."

"Don't kiss below the neck!"

Blue closes his eyes and tries to calm himself down. "Okay, I won't."

He slides near me while his hands hold the sofa seat and the headrest each. He starts kissing my lips.

I've never kissed anyone before, so there's really nothing to compare against. But still I can say, Blue is a great kisser.

Well, almost! I like his kiss when it's starting out. It's slow and gentle. I can respond to it just fine. But then he starts pushing hard and I can't catch up with him anymore. It's like he's the only one kissing now.

I sense his hands slowly removing their grip from the sofa and moving towards me.

While kissing me, he puts his body weight on me and I lean back.

Before I know it, I'm lying down on the couch and Blue is on top of me.

He's kissing my neck and his left hand has slid up my waist under my t-shirt.

"Blue!" I call him.

"Hmm?" he responds before biting down my collar bone.

I use all of my strength and shout, "Stop it!", and push him away.

He doesn't budge.

"I swear I'll not let you kiss me ever again if you don't stop!"

He stops and looks at me. His lips pressed together in anger.

He sits back down and I pull myself up panting.

"Okay, this is not working!" I tell him.

"What's not working? This is working perfectly fine! You're the one stopping everything in the middle!"

"What middle?! A kiss was all it was supposed to be!"

He sinks into the sofa and looks away.

I tell him, "we're not doing something right. No, you are not doing something right! Didn't you say we'll only be dating at first?"

"What? I took you out on dates. We went to movies and then dinner. Making out is a part of dating, too." he says like he's an expert at this.

We both suck at it. Our inexperience is showing. He's taking it too fast and I'm taking it too slow.

We've to find a middle ground.

"Okay, you know what? how about you don't touch me, till I figure this out?" I tell him.

"What? Are you kidding me?! You told me not to touch you till we've been to dates. We went out on dates. Now it's my turn. I'm not not touching you," he says and turns away from me again, crossing his arms.

I hold my temple. Is dating always this hard?