Cursed {boyXboy}

Sweet Temptation

I opened my eyes rapidly and felt my self breathing heavily, sweat dripping all over my body.

I saw the ceiling of my room, and I was  lying down my bed. I looked around. My room was dark. I looked outside the window. The shadow of the branches of the trees crawled upon my room's wall. Curious enough, the moon was full, despite the snow.

The minute before, i was kissing Michael. From that point, all i could remember was something pulled away from me. Something important and vital.

I tried to touch the bruise or hickey, and it was still there. I stood up and wore my slippers and walked outside my room.

I went downstairs and saw mom, sitting and sleeping on the counter in the kitchen. I took my blanket upstairs and covered mom with it before i gave her a kiss in the forehead.

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I put my black coat on and boots. I tied my red scarf around my neck and took my steps outside. The snow was falling gently and the leafless trees were covered in snow. I looked up and the light of the full moon showered my face. I took a deep breath, and exhaled icy smoke. 

"Wow Kriss, you're pretty special."

I looked around the place, but no one was out around that time in the neighborhood. "Up here."

Curious, i looked up, and in the midst of the falling snow and the calm light of the full moon, Michael was standing on a tree crotch, wearing blue coat and a white scarf. His black hair was filled with white snow flakes, and his pale skin was highlightened by his now pink cheeks.

Somehow, the bruise on my neck did not hurt when Michael was only few feets away. Earlier ache while he was around might have been a coincident.

"Michael, what are you doing there?"

"Hm. Don't worry, there are no one around. Besides, i love being on high places, being soaked in the moon lit with snow falling around." He chuckled.

"You just like making excuses."

"Why don't you climb up here yourself?"

Michael reached his hand forward as he leaned over. I took his hands, stepped on the tree's supports and he pulled me up as i climbed up to the strongest and highest branch. Michael and I sat down, our feet hanging and swinging, as we face the ful moon.

"Sorry about earlier. I do not know, you just fainted while we were kissing. A friend of yours brought you here, and i followed her."

"You mean you waited here till i got up?"

"Yeah."

"And sorry for what?"

"Because you wasn't able to enjoy the kiss i gave you earlier." Michael looked at me to my lips. His grin was naughty, but warm.

I took a gasp, and i knew i was blushing, not because of the snow, but because of this mysterious Michael. "Mind doing it again?" He asked.

He slipped his bare, but now warm hands to my cheeks as he caressed them with a soft touch. I took a gasp as he leaned over and kissed my lips.

I closed my eyes as i felt our lips lock and our mouth wet while our tounges played together, running, rolling and twitching at every direction. I held Michael's face and locked his head towards mine as i felt the pleasure running through my body.

It was the moment of truth, that i felt giving in to this sweet temptation of a french kiss.

Michael took off his mouth. I looked at him in the eyes. "One more."

The moon was the witness to our kiss, as the snow slowly drop from the night sky, down to us, like confetti.