A Billion Stars

Chapter 33

The next morning, the bright sun filtering in through the bedroom windows wakes me up. I open my eyes and I feel myself all wrapped up in Ricky which makes me stay still, scared that if one of us were to wake up we'd disentangle ourselves and the moment would end. My heart beat picks up though when I feel his fingertips grazing my back, and I feel his legs shift so that our bodies are pressed together in a more intimate way. I swear my breathing hitches but I try to play it off as waking up and I stretch out my legs a little before looking up at Ricky. He smiles down at me, his eyes still tired from sleep and his hair all messy. "Good morning." I say with a shy smile, looping my arms around his neck. He looks content, and he squeezes my hips a little tighter. "Good morning Nins. How'd you sleep?" He asks gently and I blush. "Really well. Thanks for... letting me sleep in here. I just was in a lot of pain and-" Ricky cuts me off. "No need to explain, I'm glad I could help. But are your muscles feeling alright? You laid in one position all night and that was on my chest." I smile and press my hand to his bare chest. "Oh, Mr. Hotshot is worried about his chest being too hard for me to sleep on?" He raises an eyebrow and smirks. "Oh you know it." He says with a mischievous grin. Flipping us over before I can even process it, he hovers over me and bites his lip. My mouth falls open in shock but I recover quickly, sinking into the mattress. One of his curls falls forward and I swear my heartbeat can be heard throughout the room as he watches me carefully. I can feel my breathing picking up, our suggestive position starting to have an affect on me. He seems flustered too, his grin faltering into a look of adoration? Excitement? Before anything can happen though, he flips us back over gently. "Uh sorry, that was... inappropriate. You trust me and I just went and-" I cut him off by pressing a hand to his chest. "No, I would've said no if I didn't want it." I say and he looks at me curiously. "So you did want it?" My face warms considerably and my eyes dart away from his. "You know, I think you're right. My neck is a little sore." I say, diverting the conversation. He grins and pulls me so that I'm in front of him. His hands find the base of my neck and they press into my skin, which makes me let out an involuntary moan as I drop my head back. Even if I was technically lying about being sore, I could tell he was working away tension regardless and his hands on me felt heavenly. I feel his breathing turn unsteady and I crane my neck to look at him. "You know, if we ever want to do anything like that, I'm not saying we have to. Like ever if you don't want but if-" I press my hand to his thigh so that he can reel in his rambling. "But if you ever wanted to, it's something we have to talk about." He says with a smile and I blush again, turning back around and resting my head against his chest as his hands continued to massage my neck. "I know." I say simply. "And I do. Just, not yet." I say quickly and he takes a deep breath. "That's fine by me." I have an internal debate, trying to figure out if I should ask him the question on my mind. He taps my shoulder though and I figured it was a sign. "Question." I say and he nods. "Shoot." I bite my lip, then shake my head. "Wait no never mind." I say, wussing out and I earn a bright laugh from him. "Nah Nins, you don't get to just take it back. Especially after the neck rub, you have to repay me." I grin, sitting up and pressing my hand to the back of his neck, pulling him into a deep, slow kiss. I take my time, making sure I convey every ounce of emotion I wanted through my lips and when we pull back his breathing is almost completely halted. "You've been repaid." I say proudly, hopping out of the bed and to the bathroom.