As soon as the bus let's the two of us off we run as fast as our legs can go to the door. I push it open, both of us crashing in, dropping our bags at our feet, and resuming our once held position. Me pushing him against the wall and kissing him passionately. My fingers slip under his shirt and slip it over his head in one swift movement, then trail back down his front. I bite his lip and then graze my lips over his jaw, kiss down his neck, and stop at his collarbone, nipping, licking, and biting dark marks into it. Purples and reds dotted all over. All the while Levi's a moaning mess under my hands. He tugs at the hem of my shirt and whines, his way of asking for it to be removed. I move my hands so his are encompassed in mine and guide them above my head, my shirt grasped between his fingers and then falling behind me. My lips reconnect with his as soon as possible and we become so enthralled with each other, the rest of the world is easily forgotten. His soft pink lips moving in sync with mine and his baby smooth hands memorizing every inch of my body. I let one travel to the zipper of his black skinny jeans.
