ATOMS OF YOU

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I agreed to take some pictures, the truth is that we both looked adorable together, my face changed everytime I was next to him, or thinking about him, and even my therapist said that: I relax whenever I talk about him. We ended up taking lots of pictures, his gallery was empty, well, almost. There was only photos from some places he might have visited, not even a selfie. He was serious about being old fashioned. It was cute that he had our Polaroids on his lockscreen and wallpaper too, I had one we took in London, where I was kissing his cheek and he had that cute smile he does, without showing his teeth.

— This Friday it's my friend Mark's birthday, and he invited you too. –I locked his phone and left it on the settee
— He invited me without knowing me? –he asked surprised— He must be a nice guy, then.
— Yes he is, he is a really good guy too, the party it's in his house, in Calabasas.
— He's rich too, then. –he laughed and I nodded— He's rich? –he asked this time
— Yes, he just doesn't fit into rich people, he likes to pull up at the college with his Tesla, I love him, he's so sassy. He used to be a drag queen too, and now that he's not, he studies and likes to drag his friends.
— He's intense, is he...? –I knew where he was going
— Yes, he's gay. –I laughed at the moment he realized I was reading his mind, or kinda
— Well, it's a yes to your invitation, I'd love to go.
— Get yourself a nice costume, nothing cheap, cause I'll be Poison Ivy and I need someone who can be at my level.
— Uh, you in a Poison Ivy costume...–he closed his eyes fantasising about me, I pressed his lips with my fingers, speaking over them, rubbing our lips together
— Don't be nasty, Alexander.

We spend some time on that couch, playing to kiss and cuddle until our legs got numb. I got up for a bath, I felt like I needed it, really bad. I walked into his bathroom, all tidy and white, so beautiful. There was his toothbrush, I had brought an extra one for me, I dare to leave it with his, just as there was his at my place. I got into the shower and gave a look at his hair products: of course he was a shampoo and conditioner man. I had brought mine though. I washed my hair and stayed a little more rubbing my body with his soap, it smelled so good and it was so creamy.
He knocked the door and I said I was having a shower, that he could come inside if he needed too, he wouldn't see something anything new or that he hasn't seen. At least about me. The moment he opened the door, the big glass on the shower wouldn't let me see him, until he approached me and opened it.

— Hey there...–he said unbothered, then I turned around to see him
— Hey, my lov...–I got surprised the moment I saw him standing there, naked and ready— Oh okay, come join me. –I said ironically the moment he got into the shower with me, and grabbed me by the waist, the water fell over him, so he closed his eyes
— I came to check if everything was okay, you know, maybe you...–I interrupted
— Actually I need something. –he got surprised now
— What can I help you with? –now he seemed kind to me
— Fuck me. Right here, now if possible. —he smiled

He didn't doubt not even a minute. He kissed my lips while I closed a little the water, just enough to keep the steam and the heat in the bathroom, he had his hands all over me, but I died inside to feel him. —Don't be gentle.–I murmured over his lips, biting his lower lip, making him complain. But I know he liked it. He turned myself around, keeping me in between his arms, I could feel his lips on my back, that arched the moment he rubbed his fingers on my femininity. I moaned his name loud, and I could almost hear him smile. He cornered me against the shower's wall, sticking his body to mine. His strong arms held me tighter and in the moment I least expected it, he was inside me. I instantly felt that relief and my whole body deconstructed. The water was falling on us, as he moved inside me deep and slowly, manipulating me as he pleased, and I loved it, being under his mercy. —Open your legs, open up a bit more.—he ordered me, lifting one of my legs, I hold myself on to the quills, as he rubbed on my skin even faster, hitting the right places he had to, making my body tremble and shake under his touch. I arched my back once more, and he pulled from my hair this time. —Alex, don't stop.—I begged him, and he smacked my ass real fast, I trembled again, biting my lower lip, trying not to yell, I was in ecstasy. I opened my legs a bit more, moving my body against him, making his moves even deeper. He growled behind me, leaning his forehead over one of my shoulders, making his movement a little slower, I knew he was about to cum. I grabbed his hand over my clitoris, demanding him to touch me even more. I rested my elbows on the wall, then he got back his rhythm, even harder this time. I begged he wouldn't stop, until my whole body felt numb for a couple seconds, I knew I was shaking, screaming under his arms, he had grabbed me by the waist with both arms, penetrating me so hard, I felt my orgasm really hard. Seconds after he came too, growling harder this time, grinding his teeth and giving himself a minute to get back his normal breathing. I closed the shower and turned around to catch his lips with mine.