Sex Warning Bitches
Raphael's POV
My hands were wrapped in someone's. The grip was strong yet at the same time soft and careful. They carresed the back of them. I grunted. My ears were ringing so bad I could barely hear myself grunt. "Love, gods, Love are you awake?" I grunted a yes. I opened my eyes. Luke was bent over me about to kiss me. "Wha-what happened?" I asked. "You passed out. Milo called me and said you passed out. Love how are you feeling are you okay? Do you need anything? Water? Food? Mental help? Sex? Hey I'm just offering?" He retreated after I glared at him.
I rolled my eyes and started to sit up. I coughed as my sinuses and stomach started to hurt. I pushed my hand up to my nose as I felt a wave of nausea hit me like a train. Blood dropped down my nose as Luke ran to the bathroom to get a paper towel. My eyes started to close. "Don't go to sleep Love. Keep them pretty eyes open." I opened my eyes before almost shutting them again. Luke wiped the blood off my lips and chin before climbing atop me and straddling my waist. He sat me up carefully.
He punched my drooping eye lids open. My eyes growing wide. The pain in my stomach grew steadied and stronger. Tears welled up in my eyes after several minutes. "Hey. It's okay. Just focus on me. Focus on my face. On how my arms touch your neck when I want you to be okay. Focus on my eyes. Just focus on something else. Okay? Can you do that?" I nodded my head. I stared at his hair.
The way it gently waved every time he moved his head or took a deep breathe. The blonde waves of soft hair. The way it plopped on his head. The way he runs his hair back with his hand when he's stressed. Or the way it moves back in the shower. The way it scrunches together after the shower. The way my hands run through it when we're making love. The way it looks after he's been up for three days straight because he was stressed out and worried about me. The way it tickles my neck when we're spooning. The way it makes me feel inside. Luke Castellan is my home. He's there after a stressful day or when I get suicidal or anxious. He's always there for me.
This god damn warehouse is my home. The led lights, the carpet in the halls, the loud sirens that scream when there's an intruder, the way everything is. It's my home. Gods, I found a home.
When I came back to reality he was starting to cry. I shakily wiped away a tear that fell down his cheek. I leaned up and pressed my lips up against his. He smiled sweetly in our kisses. "Uhm... Luke." He pulled back. My nose started bleeding again, and some got on his face. I took my thumb and wiped it off. Tears still fell down his face. "Baby stop crying. I'm fine. My nose is just bleeding. I'm fine." He nodded. He handed me more paper towels, which I ripped off a part and shoved it up m nose in an attempt to stop the blood.
Milo knocked on the door. "Don't ever scare me like that!" She said running over and hugging me. I hugged her back as best I could with a blood paper towel in my hand. Luke wipes his face. I smiled weekly. "What time is it?" He asked. Milo checked her phone. "Eleven A.M." I nodded as did he.
After Luke helped me stop the mega-nose bleed we walked around a bit. We stopped into the control room. Many workers were still working in there. They all stopped working and saluted Luke and bowed to me. "For the love of all things holy don't ever bow. I feel old." I said rather loudly. They all nodded there heads. Luke nudged my shoulder and glared at me. I just rolled my eyes while Luke went off and did something. I just stared at a security camera screen. It showed a person in some sort of cell/containment sell. She sat on a small metal bed with a book in her hands. I recognized the exact copy and book it was. The Fault in Our Stars by John Green. It was a limited addition copy signed by John Green himself.
Luke came over and wrapped a arm round my waist. I recognized the person in the cell. Her dark brown wavy hair cascaded over her light brown skin. She fiddled with a bracelet -that I bought her- on her wrist as she read her book. It was Evangellene.
How the hell?!
Luke must've seen the look in my eyes. "Love what's wrong? Do you know her?" I just started to slowly back away. "Y-yeah. I used to be really close with her. Why's she here?" I asked. Luke gently grabbed hold of my waist. He held my chin up to his. "How about we go relax back in the room okay?" I nodded. He held my hand as he told the guys working what to do and shit. We walked up the steps and down the halls until we reached our room.
I sat down slowly on the bed. I brought my knees to my chest and put my head under my arms. Ducking my head into my knees. Luke sat down next to me. The tears haven't started to fall yet, they were gonna though. Luke peeked my hands away from my neck and pulled me into a hug. "What do you need Love? Anything at all. I'll let you do anything." I knew what I wanted to do but he wouldn't let me. "Luke.... I-I wanna cut. That's all I ever want to do. You know that. But you know I'm not allowed." I mumbled into his chest. He picked my head up. "One time. Once. I'm going to be in the room. Cut as long as you want. But I will be there. Nothing to deep. Nothing to bad. Nothing close to any vital arteries or nerves. One time." I tackled him in a hug. The fact that he's willing to let me cut myself. It's crazy.
I pinned me over so he was on top of me hovering. I blushed. He started kissing my neck. I bit my lip trying to suppress a moan. He found my sweet spot under my ear and starting sucking and gently biting. I let a small moan escape my lips. He smiled as he worked his way down. He pulled back just to take off my sweater. He threw it across the room. He unclipped my bra in the back and it joined the sweater on the floor. "Are you positive Love." I smashed my lips on his. He made a line of wet kisses down my jaw again.
He worked his way to my breasts and began to massage the left while kissing and biting the left. I let out a moan and gripped his hair. He switched to the other one and began repeating his actions. I was a moaning mess by now. He parted to slip my pants and underwear off. He rubbed circles with his thumb on my inner thigh. I giggled a bit. "Stop teasing." He smirked. He pulled his clothes on. Boxers and all. He rubbed a finger on my clit. I moaned.
He put my legs on his shoulders and guided his tip up and down my folds. He pushed in. I gripped the sheets tighter. When I let a small moan out he got the notion and began thrusting. "Oh fuck... ohh." He moaned. His moans turned me on faster and I slid my hands under my back to angle myself up higher. He hit my g-spot and I felt the knot in my stomach tighten. "I-I'm c-close." I stumbled. He nodded and became thrusting faster. I let several loud moans out. He began thrusting faster and faster. Almost an inhuman speed.
The knot in my stomach exploded. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my walls tightened around his dick. "Luke!" I yelled. He grunted, my moans also signaling his release. He continued to slowly thrust in and out. His fingers tightening around my waist. There's gonna be some bruising there tomorrow. But I don't care. This is awesome.
As I came down from my high he sped up slowly. My legs were to the shaking point. The thrusts started to slowly speed up again and I let out series upon series of moans. Not quiet ones either. He hit my g-spot only once more, I exploded all over his dick. He released into me again. He slowly pulled out. He laid down next to me. He wrapped a hand around my waist and put his head on my neck. "Please tell me your legs are shaking because of me and not a seizure." I let out a small laugh and nodded.
When air came back to us he sat me up and cleaned us both up. He slipped his pants on and helped me put mine on. I slipped my sports bra on and laid back in bed. Luke smiled. "You okay Princess?" I grumbled a yes. "Take a nap Love. I'll be in the shower." He kissed my forehead. He changed the blankets and wrapped a new one on me. "I wuv you." I said as he walked into the bathroom. "I wuv you too Raphael."
I started to fall back into sleep. The darkness embraced me. I let my wings spring out behind me.
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