Yet again I found myself in the kitchen of our one floor apartment. I was making a sandwich when he came up and hugged me from behind. He kissed me on my neck and rested his head on my shoulder. He knew I loved it when he did this.
"Haha, what are you making?" It wasn't a secret as to what I was making, but of course he felt the need to bother me.
"A sandwich silly." I playfully pushed him off of my shoulder.
"AWW, is some of it for me babe?" Yet another weakness of mine. The word babe.
"No way dude. Get your own." I turned around to face him.
He came up close to me and pushed his body up against me and started to suck on my neck once again.
"No no. We can't." I knew he wanted to fuck but I didn't feel up to it.
"Why not?" He looked a little hurt. I admit I feel bad.
"B-because." Truth is, I was cheating on him. I had been for the past three months. I felt so horrible for doing it.
"Because why?" He asked, this time a little more forceful.
"Because you're cheating on me?" He was holding back tears at this point.
I was actually shocked. How did he know? When did he find out? How the fuck-
He turned around, wiping away the hot tears that fell from his eyes.
"Babe don't do this don't-" I tried to stop him from walking away. I wanted to sit down and talk about it.
"Don't touch me!"
That was enough to make me break.
"WELL WHEN YOURE OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS WHAT AM I LEFT TO DO? IM NOT JUST GONNA SIT AROUND AND WONDER WHAT TIME YOURE GONNA BE HOME."
I was fuming at this point. I knew once I started I couldn't stop. I was on a trail leading to nowhere.
"YOU THINK YOUR STUPID FRIENDS ARE MORE IMPORTANT THAN ME? FINE. I'LL LEAVE YOU ALONE."
I grabbed my car keys and phone and zipped up my hoodie to go.
Just as I reached for the door I felt his hand grab me firmly on my arm.
In one swift motion he had turned me around and kissed me.
He broke the kiss for a moment and stared into my eyes. His were a gorgeous hazel while my were a chocolatey brown.
"I love you no matter what, okay?" He said In a raspy tone
"You are my #1. You come before anything my queen."
This time, it was me who was crying.
He leaned in for another kiss and this time we don't break it.
He moved us all the way to our bed where he quickly threw me onto it.
I took off my shirt while he took off his. He got on top and started to kiss me again.
"You're mine...and only...mine," he would say in between kisses.
"Nobody else's." And I let him. He was mine and I was his.
He slowly climbed off and began to kiss my stomach, all the way down to the waist of my jeans.
"Does he do this to you?" He asked before pulling them off.
//
Heeeey.
This is my singular scene.
Thanks for reading it if ya decide to
K bye :)
-Jc
