Scrum Half

20

Matthew POV
I walked down from the stage, feeling warm from the hum of cheering a clapping, but my eyes could only focus on one thing. Ben was stood still in shock, staring starry eyed at me. I swaggered over to my love, people patting my back as went. Bens look was ice cold and I worried that he may be angry at me for outing us to the whole sixth form. He grasped my arm with sheer strength and marched me down the corridor. Confused at where we were heading, I followed in silence, bathing in the sweet scent of Dior sauvage that trailed behind him. He busted open the door to the toilet, the door smashing into the wall causing flecks of paint to crumble to ground. After the door shut, he flipped me around to face him and grabbed my tie, giving me his deathly stare with an undertone of sultry seduction. Me, still being stunned to silence, just stared back at him in pleadingly. His gaze, still unwavering, scanned down to my lips and stopped for a second. Within an instant, Ben smashed me back against the wall and collided his lips with mine. I obliged him and kissed back as he licked my lips. The kiss, turning savage, was hot and steamy and full of lust. I felt myself melt into his touch, so I snaked my hands around his waist pulling him into me. He pulled back, gasping for air and said 'I love you too,' I responded with a smirk and kissed his lips tenderly stroking his check with the back of my hand. "Come to mine tonight," I said still dizzy from lust "I want to show you just how much I love and appreciate you," he looked down embarrassed then looked back up at me biting his lip in a way that he knows makes me weak. "Of course," he replied "I look forward to it,". Ben then kissed my cheek and walked out leaving me stunned against the wall.