Unapologetically Me

CHAPTER 9

It is officially 8pm, and it's dark out. Valentino and I are stuck being unromantic with candles and no distractions. Main reason.... BLACKOUT.

Yeah that's right. The entire neighbourhood is in complete darkness and total awkwardness. Well at least in my house that is. Valentino and I haven't said a word in over fifteen minutes and I swear if silence was a sound, I'd be deaf.

I was lost in a daze staring up at the moon out the window seat on the stairs, when I felt a presence. I brushed it off and decided to drift away in thought of marshmallows, and how good they'd be with a steaming cup of hot cocoa.

'The moon's really beautiful tonight.' I thought to myself.

'Yeah it is.' Some voice whispered from the staircase.

'You should work on your scaring skills, they suck.'

'I've noticed. But I wasn't planning on giving you a fright. I just figured you'd want some company up here.'

I then realized we were still whispering and giggled to myself.

'What's so funny?'
Valentino asked, no longer whispering.

'We were whispering as if there were other people in the house with us. I couldn't help but find it amusing.'

'You wanna know what else is amusing?'

'What?'

'Your smile. It makes me smile. I love it.'
He replied whispering again. Only this time he had this look as if he's starring into my soul. It was creepy yet equally electrifying. I couldn't help but blush.

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The next morning I found myself in the guest room. I had a blanket across the lower half of my body, while the upper half had a strong, warm, drool worthy arm draped across it. My senses instantly give in to the welcoming heat from behind me, and I snuggled further into the source not wanting to leave.

I felt him shift slightly and I swear I nearly cried at the sound of his voice.

"Good Morning beautiful.", said his divine morning voice in all its husky glory.

Gasp.

That's hot.

Eeek.

Oh! I'm supposed to answer.....

"Uhm, morning to you too."

"Would you like to continue our mission from last night that was so randomly interrupted??", he asks with a playful smirk on his face. I know exactly what interruption he's talking about.

We just ended up going to the guest room and falling asleep with goofy grins on our faces. Both wrapped up in each other, neither one planning to move.

Now you're probably wondering what happened last night.......

*flashback to last night*

'Your smile. It makes me smile. I love it.'
He replied whispering again. Only this time he had this look as if he's starring into my soul. It was creepy yet equally electrifying. I couldn't help but blush. 

"Can I kiss you?", he asks still whispering.

The question catches me off guard and I take two seconds to process what he had said.

"W-what? You want to k-kiss me? Is this some kind of prank? Did Micky put yo-"

I was rendered to silence by his soft, yet warm mouth. His kiss was gentle. I couldn't think anything besides the fact that I'm actually having my first kiss.

You gotta kiss him back stupid!

Oh right.

So I do. I kiss him. And boy did I kiss him. I have no idea what I'm doing but it feels so damn good. He flicks his tongue lightly across my bottom lip and I whimper. Taking that as a response he glides his tongue along mine, thus receiving a low throaty growl from him. That was hot. My body takes over and I press my chest against his. I release a silent moan and feel his lips tug up slightly. So cute. He bites down gently on my bottom lip while cradling my head in both his hands. He's now sucking my tongue, which should be weird, but it's so damn hot. My mind goes to mush as his mouth continues it's sweet torture on mine. And then I do the one thing I never thought I'd ever do in a situation like this..... I fart.

*flashback over*

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