Now That You Are Here

I Love Marshmallows

I don't have an answer to that, so I shrug my shoulders. Brixton chuckles, and I start to gather my garbage from his car. I don't want to leave fast food to melt in here. Brixton opens the passenger door for me, taking the garbage from my hand. After he throws it away, and locks his car, Brixton gently takes my hand, leading me down to the most private spot he can find on the beach. It's tucked away, behind a rock or two. It hides us from the glaring eyes of the now few people on the beach. Brixton lays out the blanket, tugging me down with him to cuddle.

"I really like you a lot, kitten."

"I like you a lot too. I'm glad that I've gotten to know you."

"Even with all my mistakes?"

"Of course. Your mistakes make you human."

Brixton presses a kiss to my head, not saying anything else, but only pulling me closer to him. For the next couple hours, we talk about everything and nothing. Comfort surrounds the both of us as we talk about random shit. I love that about Brixton. I can just talk to him about everything and be completely entertained. There's no judging, just support. I really am lucky to have gotten to know Brixton. There's no one like him. An orange haze casted over the moving sea, reflecting off every wave. Half of a glowing, radiant light loomed on the water's horizon.

A warm sensation splashes onto my face from the beaming rays of the sun. A calmness flies by with the wind making my heart stop for a single second. I can hear the grasses rustling behind me. The brilliant sun of amber and tangerine sinks lower in the sky until it dips down onto the horizon, but not quite gone yet. 

It paints the sky in hues of fiery red and crimson. The impossibly bright orange color, dances across the water and beach with a sparkling gold. The colors fade from maroon to light pink to royal purple. The sun descends behind the darkening sea. Finally, the sun disappears, along with its warmth. The stars peek out under the black, night sky.

I turn my head towards the sky, staring along the bright lights above. The salty air feels good as it wraps itself around me. It feels like it's tugging me towards the ocean. I close my eyes, soaking in the peace that I so rarely feel in the chaotic world that I'm a part of. I don't have to turn towards Brixton to know he's looking at me. The heat of his gaze sets me on edge, a good edge. Questions enter my head, but they disappear along with the warm breeze.

"You're so beautiful."

"Thank you. You're pretty."

"I'm glad you think so."

Brixton tugs me over his lap, so I'm delicately straddling him. He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear, placing a light kiss on my neck. My hand glides up his shoulders and up into his hair, making Brixton groan from deep in his throat. I feel him sucking intently on my neck, staking his claim on me. 

I moan lowly into his ear, and I grind over Brixton's lap. He kisses up my jawline as I tug on his hair slightly. He bites at my shoulder, wanting me to stop teasing him. I press a kiss to his neck before licking up it slowly. Brixton shudders and holds me tighter to his body.

A low 'fuck' escapes out his mouth as I place hickies down his neck and over his shoulder. His hands clench my waist seductively, forcing me to grind once again. Brixton gently kisses my shoulder to get my attention. I gaze at him, deep into his brown eyes, biting my lip. 

He pulls it out from between my teeth with his thumb. He holds the back of my head, pulling my face closer to him. I lean forward, and our lips are almost about to touch. Tension radiates around us, tugging us closer to one another. Our lips meet and sparks fly like fireworks.