"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!? YOU- YOU DON'T HAVE A FACE!!!" Me being pissed is an understatement. As I rise out of bed, I can feel the fire sparking in the palms of my hands. Too late to control it now.
"Why the hell don't you have a face?!"
"I told you. You will be able to see me when the time is right." Eli said really calmly.
"And when will the time be right Elijah?! When I'm on the verge of death?!" I scream in his face.
"No darlin'. Soon. Soon." His faceless figure got up from the bed and let me tell you.
I
Almost
DIED!!!
8-pack so defined and clear that if he laid in mud, the print would be clear as day.
A V-line that I just want to trace my thumbs along.
Chest and arms so perfect, and strong, and muscular.
He was wearing those underwear that you see underwear models wear and just.........OH MI GAWD!!!
I want that inside me. I don't think it would fit though............
Dude has nice calves too. Hair on his legs, but no too hairy. If it was a forest then he will be fored to wax them because I don't do hairy.
And last be not least....dat ass. Sculpted and firm. I just wanna place my hands on them.
"Are you done yet?" He asked amused-like.
"Shut up. Not yet." I said without taking my gaze off his body.
I walk towards him and place my hands on his shoulders. Which was kind hard. I had go get on my bed. Dude was too flapping tall.
I glided my hands down his shoulders to his arms and laced my fingers with his. They fit perfectly together. My small, soft hands in his large, rough ones.
I then rubbed my hands down his stomach and was satisfied to hear a quiet moan escape from him.
I moved my hands around his back and swiftly grabbed his ass. He jumped a little and actually sqeaked a little.
I sat on my bed and covered my mouth trying to hold in my laugh.
"D-Did you just s-sqeak?" I stuttered out.
He crossed his arm and turned away from me.
I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck and layed my head on his shoulder. I started to move my hand in the space that his head should be.
After a couple of minutes, he asked me to stop because it was annoying. Well I'm sorry you're all body and no head.
"Eli?"
"Yes darlin'?"
"Why are you soooo tanned?"
"Because I'm Mexican."
.......tf.
"If you're Mexican, then why do you have a country accent instead of a Mexican one?"
"My mom was Mexican and my father is White. After my mom died when I was three, my father moved us to Nashville. After a while, my slight mexican accent changed into a slight country one and it stuck."
"Oh. Wow." I quietly yawned and closed my eyes.
"Come on darlin'. Let's get you to bed." Eli said as he picked me up and placed me under the covers.
I grabbed his hand to stop him from moving.
"Can you stay with me?"
"Of course hun." He went over to lock the door and came to lay in bed with me. He draped his arm over my waist and pulled me tightly to his chest. That fire with never be put out.
"Elijah?"
"Hmm."
"How can you talk without a face?"
"I've been talking in your mind, except for that time with Vince. I had my face then."
"Eli. I hate you."
"Why hun?"
"Because you don't have a face." I mumbled out angrily.
He laughed at me and held me tighter.
"I love you Kylie." He whispered in my ear.
"I love you Elijah." I whispered before falling into a peaceful paradise.
