Standing By (Avi Kaplan fan fic)

Eighteen

As those words met my ears a shiver enlightened my spine as Avi's body pressed closer to mine. Leaving absolutely no space between each other. He lined a feather kiss trail up my neck and just behind the shell of my ear. When Avi got like this he was dominant. But only to an extent. He isn't forceful, but almost sweet about it. But when he did get like this, he could turn any girl on. I was suddenly thankful that I would be going with Avi on the tour. Bit that I don't trust him. I do. I just don't trust the girls. I was brought from my train of thought as Avi's grip on my hips tightens and his front faintly grinds against my behind. My legs wobbled and I almost fell, but he somehow kept me from doing so. His lips continued to work on my neck. The pleasure passing down my stomach, and between my legs. I squirmed in his grip. Wiggling my hips in his clutches as he continued to seduce me. He stays still as I do this and when I stop squirming he loosens a low growl behind my chin and I felt his tongue faintly run over my skin. Leaving me to whimper in submission, Avi chuckled low in his throat as he grounded up against me again. Pushing me up against the counter. I gripped the counter in front of me to steady myself. Every inch of my body felt buzzed and week as his fingers fiddled with the hem of my shirt. Him dipping his fingers under the new tank top it had on that hugged my body perfectly. I pushed my body against his, causing his own gasp of pleasure to arise. "Woman," his voice was an octave lower then usually. Shaky and husky. "I suggest you stop unless you want me to take you against this counter, here and now." I loosened a small whimper as he pulled away and ran a hand through his think brown hair. His chest rising faster than usual as he also began to try and fix his displaced pants. Seeing the obvious, large bulge in his sweet pants. I flushed and looked away. But a small smile rose on my lips seeing what I had made him do. Obscuring his train if thought. Only to place it directly on my body. "Woman. You will be the death of me." He turned to me. His face flushed and lips perky from the quick make out. "I smell food!" A voice sang. Kevin skipped into the kitchen and then looked at us. "Dang. Y'all need to fix your hair."