Venturously Yours,

Connecting With Yours Truly

When she licked her lips involuntarily, Octavius felt his shaft throb harder.

Never was he this happy with Ansel's last minute call for asking him to go to the supermarket to get him some milk and other supplies.

He had to do a double take when he walked in on the vixen resembling Eliot who was busy eye fucking the chocolate in her hand earlier, almost cranking him up.

Now watching her, he got full view of what she wore. An orange V-neck thin sweater which accentuated her high firm breasts. The ones he kneaded, seen in his dreams.

Those small faded jean shorts that displayed her thighs, so thick and soft. From looking at it, he knew they were meant to be squeezed.

"Octavius." Eliot rasped his name.

The way he stared at her was becoming slightly overwhelming. Dangerously close to giving in.

Yet he pulled back. "Stay here."

She wanted to protest-for what? That she won't listen to him or the fact he didn't kiss her right after she embarrassingly whelped his name out in the open.

To ensure she didn't leave, he easily dug into her pocket to retrieve her house keys. "Hey-those are mine!"

Not caring, he just shoved them inside his, and jogged back to the market. She realized then how she must look with her legs all spread out and instinctively she shut her knees.

Then, she got off his bike but lingered around. What was he doing here? Besides, harassing her in every way possible.

She also wanted to point out whether he did what he said last night. Was it a promise? To her? Of course not.

From what she saw, Octavius was only an accurate listener to his own. He didn't care what other people thought of him. At least, that's the vibe she collected from him.

Her mind was still hazing when she noticed him striding back to her, with a similar looking object in his hand.

Once he reached her. "Here." He handed her the same chocolate bar he stole and ate from her.

Eliot didn't know what to say.

His actions on small things like how he came to find her yesterday and now this, was borderline ridiculous and sweet. It was like he already a crossed a line with her that she wasn't aware of.

Then, he placed the extra helmet on her hand as he put his on. "Let's go."

Confused, she asked. "Where are we going?"

"You'll see."

She narrowed her gaze, not believing this. Reaching her limit of enquiry, she just went for it.

"Why are you doing this?"

She raised her chocolate and gesticulated the space between them. "We hardly know each other. Not to mention, you are still dating my sister."

"Hold up. First of all, your sister and I aren't dating. That was- I don't know an accident and it's been rectified."

"Oh really? Because I find that hard to believe. Knowing Elixir, she doesn't appreciate her fancies to mingle with her twin."

"I'm not her fancy. I'm her friend. That's it. Secondly, I want to do more than mingle with you."

She tried to keep her heart steady. "What if I don't want to?"

He snorted like she had just delivered a joke. "Yeah, sure."

His perception on her attraction for him seemed to fill him with such surety, it was quite something. It was new.