Damon (one-shot)

XIV - yours

Simon's pov:

“I can walk myself home. You know that, right?” he pursed his lips into a small smile, nudging to my side.

Walking past a small park, the streets were illuminated by a warm incandescent light. The air was quiet and calm, not too cold for a February night. I take each step a little bit slower, not wanting to say our goodnight yet. Sheepishly, I intertwined my fingers with his. Heat rises up my cheek, blushed in a deep crimson red.

We were all too very new to this, both of us. We were on our way back home from our second date. When we had our first date few weeks ago, I let David picked the place though I’m the one asking him out. I just want my partner to feel comfortable so there we go, to a small cozy place. Small, but big enough for two man falling in love.

“so….this is why you didn’t bring your car” he said holding out his hand laced with mine. Yeah, he caught me red handed.

“i…umm-…” I cleared my throat “you don’t like it…? If you’re tired I can also make a call for a ride” I’m nervous as hell right now, cursed Amanda under my breath. After all it was all her idea.

Since David and I hardly had time together, Amanda came up with a plan to pick a restaurant just a few blocks away from David’s; not to bring my car so that I’ll walk him home; have a romantic walk down the street and give a goodnight kiss at his front door step.

Thinking that his knee turns weak already, all the romantic ideas went away. I’m running out of options in my head. I took my phone out of my pocket, ready to dial Tom, my driver.

David quickly shove away from my ear “Si….it’s not that way. I’m fine” he said grinning ever so widely.

“but if you’re tired, I ca-….”

“I’m not” he cut me off smiling, squeezing my hand lightly to confirm “actually…I like it”

For a moment, I felt he said that only to make me feel good. But who knows, his lips were on my cheek for a second.

“stop blushing, okay? I like this idea of yours, like really” I just nodded “mr grumpy Simon Cowell can be so romantic as well, huh…?” he teased.

‘its Amanda’s’  speak my head.

“come on, lets go it’s getting late” we take our step again.

Slowly, my hands that wrapped around his waist found its way lower, so low that my pants will soon gets too tight around my crotch. My nerves at the tip of my fingers send to my brain that he has a nice round bum. I already saw it while going live on tv during bgt semis years ago. But to feel it, for the first time after we’re together, well it’s different. The filling’s so electrified. Not only my cheek heat up, but every single part of my body.

Looking the man next to me, he didn’t even notice that I study part of his body that could soon be mine, I hope. ‘stop thinking about it’ I told myself. I longed for him awhile now, still i can’t. I’m not sure if he wants it or not, I don’t even dare to ask.

Even though he’s the man standing 6’3 foot tall; having a body that every man would die for; he’s also that kind of a little boy who’s now clung to my arms, singing some weird kids song happily. So…I can’t just fuck him

He made up his own lyrics tuned with the same rhymes as ‘hey diddle diddle’. I chuckled with his words. Every time I did that, he gave me small peck on my cheek. Well, this wasn’t a bad idea at all. Thanks Amanda.