I am trying to concentrate on the documentary we're watching. It's about climate change, which is something, I really care about, usually.Right now, there is another kind of heat rising. Victor is looking directly at me and Tyler is giving me furtive glances. On the screen, we see graphics about temperature. Victor puts his hand on mine. On the screen, there are some birds flying. Victor is giving me glances. It's like he's waiting for something. Tyler is biting his lower lip. On the screen, there is a guy talking to some president. I don't really care.
My legs are trembling and my mouth is slightly open. They get warmer. I'm blushing like the parrot on the screen. My chest is rising and falling so fast. I have so many ideas, but I can't move. Tyler gets closer and wraps one of his arms around my waist.
He makes me sit on his lap. He stuffs his head in my hair. On the screen, there are animals eating plants. Tyler starts to kiss my neck. Victor is looking at us eagerly. I grab Tyler's hair from behind and he takes my other wrist. I am breathing in short pants. On the screen there's a volcano exploding. Victor jumps on us and kisses me harshly.
My heartbeat is getting faster. He stops and looks at Tyler. They nod their heads. Victor takes me with one arm and throws me over his shoulder. They get up and we walk to the stairs. Well, I'm not really walking, but that doesn't matter. Victor stops Tyler and says:
-Wait. I want to taste her lips.
He takes my head and kisses me.
-Okay, now we can go upstairs.
We climb the stairs. We go in my room.
He trows me on the bed. They leave me there for a couple of seconds. I can't move when people are looking at me like that. I just stay there.
-It's my turn to have her on my lap.
Victor gets behind me and makes me sit on his lap. Tyler sits on us and kisses me.
Victor starts to playfully put his hands under my shirt. Tyler rubs my thighs. From behind I feel my wrists being lift up and Tyler gets my shirt off. He trows it to the other side of the room. Victor kisses my neck, my ears and the upper part of my spine. Tyler starts to kiss my chest and nibbles my ear.
Then I hear my front door opening and someone walking in. We stop everything. I hear my mom saying:
-June! We're back! You said you would come see us.
I whisper:
-Fuck...
Tyler says to Victor:
-Quick! In the wardrobe!
They jump off the bed and go hide in the wardrobe.
-Yes mom! You can go downstairs. I'll go see you guys in a minute. I just have to put a shirt on.
I take my shirt in the other side of the room. My mom comes inside.
-I'm not disturbing anything, am I?
-No, no, don't worry...
I try to make the most credible smile possible.
-Hmm okay, I'll go wait for you downstairs. Don't take too much time! Your father is really excited to see you.
She goes downstairs and I wait until I hear my door closing.
I open up my wardrobe. I look at Victor and Tyler. They start to chuckle. I laugh a little bit too.
-I'm so sorry... I didn't know they were coming back today.
-That's okay.
Tyler smiles and he gets up. He kisses my lips softly and slightly let his fingers wander down my back. Sending shivers down my spine.
-I'll go start the car.
He goes out of my room and out of my loft. I hear the front door closing again.
-Is he okay?
-Don't worry...
I bite my lower lip.
-I really feel bad, I...
Victor locks his lips with mine, like he did in the car. He grabs my waist and I grab his shirt.
-You don't have to feel bad anymore.
I smile and bite my lower lip again. He kisses me again.
-Stop biting your lip.
I nod my head. I was going to do it again. He goes out the door.
-Good luck with your parents! I hope they're better than mine.

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