Chapter 21: Chapter Twenty

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Seth’s Point of View

There are so many good memories here in this city and so many bad ones. But the good outweighed the bad by a thousand miles. One of those good things is fast asleep next to me. I’ve been awake for an hour, moving about around his room and bathroom and he hadn’t even turn. For the time being we were sleeping together in his old room (good and bad memories again), when his parents arrive, out of respect for them he thinks we should share separate rooms for the time being. I’m going to miss his warmth but I’m okay with that.

He’s so beautiful. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as Travis in my life. He is my life and just looking at him gives me the strength to get through all the fucked up things in my life.

“Stop staring at me, it’s creepy,” his groggy voice said.

“How’s it creepy? I know for a fact that you do the same thing.”

“I…I don’t know. It just is. I need to take a piss.” He got up and stumbled to his ensuite. He was like a zombie, all wobbly and stuff. By the sound of things in the bathroom, Travis had decided to take a shower. While he was doing his thing, I stared at the bed where I lost my virginity. I was always scared to do it for fear of regretting it but with Travis I just knew. A day that started out horribly by my parents arguing that had woken me up, then my day went from absolute shit to amazing when Travis asked me out—I was shocked I had feelings for him for so long, said day went to absolute shit again after that phone call and now I’m here, back to square one. Except this square one isn’t frustrating, it makes me content.

“What are you thinking about?” My head snapped up at the sound of his voice as he got closer to me. The second I saw him my eyes widened on their own and I felt my lips parted slightly. He had a white towel wrapped around his waist, his abs were wet and glistening. From where I was sitting his mop of curly hair look damped instead of dripping like the rest of him. He always hate when his hair is wet so he towel dry before he gets out the bathroom. Like I said, he was beautiful.

This sudden need came over me and I wanted to feel him.

When he was within arms reached, I reached my hand out and pulled him on top of me and we sunk into the mattress. Our lips connected for one of the most heated kisses I’ve ever felt. I rubbed my hands along his back, over his chest and down his stomach, moaning at the feeling of his taut abs constricting beneath my fingers.

We broke apart, and Travis quickly pulled me up to take my shirt off. As soon as it was off his lips were on my neck, biting and nibbling away. My back arched, as I breathed heavily through my mouth, moaning and humming at his ministration. It felt so good. I’ve literally dreamt of being in this moment again and it’s happening. I want nothing more than this.

I felt his breath on my face but no contact whatsoever, so I opened my eyes to see him staring at me. His green eyes that are dominated by grey strands that made them look as clear as day, shone down at me with love. I knew my eyes reflected the look in his, and he saw it, for he smiled.

With him between my legs and his eyes boring into mine, he trailed his hand from my shoulders down. When he reached my chest he paused, and with a noticeable grind of his teeth he pinched my nipples. I gasped as I felt the pleasure surge through my body. Travis’ eyes changed then and they became dark.

He put on of his arms beneath my back. For a second I was confused as to what he was going to do until said hand pushed me closer to him and his mouth captured my nipple roughly. My stomach tightened at the wonderful feeling. My back even arched some more as I panted and groaned with my head thrown back. With one last lick, he allowed me to sink back into the bed. Our lips connected again, seeming like they never want to stop kissing the other—so mnemonic.

While kissing, he managed to remove my sweatpants. I don’t know how it happened, nor did I notice until I felt his skin against mine. I rolled us over so that I was on top of him, and straddled him and I started kissing him and doing exactly what he had done to me previously. The sighs and groans that came from him made me harder than I was previously. At this point I was leaking in my boxers.

As I felt him grow underneath my ass, I started grinding on him. He growled, gripping my hips as I moaned and moved harder against him. I realized now that the towel had gotten lose and he was bare.

I kissed down his chest, watching it raise on fall as soon as the realization it him. “Seth...” he said, dragging my name out. It was said in the tone of ‘what are you doing?’ Smirking, I gave him the look that said ‘you know exactly what I’m doing’.

As I feel his hand in my hair my confidence grew and I didn’t let his size get to me.  I have never done this before but for Travis I’m sure I’d do anything. I wrapped my palm around his length, giving it couple big long strokes before taking my tongue and stroking up the side facing me. He growled as his member twitched. That encourage me and I moved to the tip and pleasured him.

I didn’t have the experience to take all of him but I tried as far as I can. “Shit, Seth.” I smiled at that. He liked it. I quickly regained myself, bopping my head up and down. Loving the exquisite taste that was pure Travis. Though I haven’t done this before I realize I liked having him in my mouth. Maybe the fact that I had so much control of his body right now had something to do with it.

He started moaning. He had his eye shut tight as I went harder and harder. His abs tightening and he started panting harder. His actions were making me crazy and dripping and hungry. “Stop! Stop! Stop!” He said it so fast and desperate I couldn’t help but chuckle a bit.

“Okay.”

He pulled me up his chest, kissed me and made me completely wanton for him. I just want to feel him already. “Open your mouth, baby,” Travis rasped. I did as he asked and I when I did he stuck two fingers in there. I sucked on them until they were wet and dripping with my saliva. I knew what was coming next so I braced myself as he put me on my back and hovered over me. “Breathe and Relax.”

The first finger went in and naturally I cringed a little. He waited brief seconds before he moved his finger in and out. After a few thrust of his finger, I was moaning and undulating. “More.”

The second finger was added, and then the third. The look on his face was absolutely gorgeous and lustful. His lips were slightly parted and his eyes held passion and hunger. “I need to be in you.”

I nodded and as he removed his fingers I felt empty but this thirst won’t be quenched until I feel him. He retrieved the lube from the drawer on the side of his bed, kneeling between my legs and putting the needed amount on his member.

“I won’t just shove it in like last time, I promise.” I nodded. “I love you, Seth,” he whispered.

“And I love you.”

Slowly, I felt him entering me. It doesn’t matter how slow he went it was still going to hurt. Gritting my teeth and breathing heavily with my eyes shut tight, I tapped his biceps a couple times to get him to halt. “Here,” he said. I opened my eyes to see him offering me his left hand with his fingers parted. Smiling, I laced my fingers through his and gripped his hand tight. “Here,” he said again. This time he took my left hand and placed it on his lower back, just right about his buttocks. “Squeeze me there too if it’s too much.” I nodded then nodded again to let him know it’s okay to move. “I love you.”

With the aid of his right hand between us, he pushed in some more. I breathed through the pain this time, just wanting to get it over with. Soon, I felt him to the hilt. I could feel the heat of is skin scorching mine and it was wonderful.

“Holy shit,” he groaned. “I really missed you.” He was panting heavily above me, while I tried to forget the pain ripping through my body. “Are you okay, baby?”

“Fine,” I managed to let out. Before I could blink his lips were on mine, kissing me fervently. His tongue slipped into my mouth and tangled with mine, having me a moaning aching mess. His lubed up hand—the free hand, found my other and tangled with it.

The need took over my body and my hips started moving, wordlessly telling him how much I want him—that I’m ready for him. Growling above me, with lips still attached, he pulled out all the way then slammed back into me. My back arched as I pulled away from his lips to moan loudly. He did it again and this time I let go off his hand to get a grip on his back, immediately sinking my fingers into his skin.

My eyes were shut tight but that didn’t stop the pleasure Travis was giving me from bringing tears to my eyes. It was so good. I felt it everywhere, tingling in my brain to my toes. My stomach burned with such wonderful feeling as Travis plunged deeper and deeper with every thrust.

I could feel his hips grinding as he went in and soon he hit that spot that had me speaking incoherently. Though, I’m sure somewhere along the line I begged him to do me harder rather vulgarly and his response was a growl as he did exactly what I asked.

At one point, he was killing me with short, hard thrust. It felt so good I wrapped my legs around his waist and moved with him, undulating and meeting him thrust for thrust as I clenched my muscles and squeezed him.

“Shit babe,” he growled.

I pulled him down for a kiss. We kissed but it was hard to keep it up when we’re both moving so vigorously and sounds of our passion prevented our mouths from doing what requires the actions of kissing.

“Travis,” I moaned as a warning.

“Me too.”

His thrusts became more strenuous and powerful. My toes curled behind his back as my orgasm ripped through me, bringing my back higher than it was. Stars were all I saw as Travis’ name left my lips in the sound of a moan. Seconds later I barely heard him say my name. My blood pumping profusely made it difficult to hear.

Travis collapsed on top of me, both of us breathing heavily and worn out but still he managed to place soft kisses along my neck and collarbone. The feel of his breath on my skin was hot and heavenly. A feeling I never forgot. A feeling I always thought about and wondered if I would ever feel him breathing against me again after a moment of passion.

“You are so beautiful,” he told me and for the first in a long time, I blushed. “I’m so lucky to have you”

“Not as lucky as I am to have you.” He opened his mouth to say something but I quickly pulled him down for a kiss to shut him up.

When we stopped kissing, he began searching around the bed until he found the towel he had around him. I hissed as he pulled out of my slowly and cleaned me up and then both our stomach.  He lied beside me on the bed and I quickly turned on my side to look at him. He had his right hand above his head and his left hand somewhat limp on his stomach. Something happened…the way he look…I swear I stopped breathing and my heart skipped a beat.

“Please don’t move,” I asked him. “Can I draw you?”

“Okay.” I scurried to the side of the bed where I left my sketchpad and pencil this morning from when I was redrawing the tattoo for Amelia. I found a fresh page and situated myself so that I was at an angle where I was looking at him from his thighs up. “Should I cover with the sheet or…”

“Naked. If that’s okay with you.”

He smirked. “It’s more than okay with me.” Smiling, I started drawing the outline first, then had to stop because my pencil was slipping due to the lube on my hand. Thanks, Travis. “So I was thinking we should go to Starbucks after you’re done and we shower”

“Sounds good.”

“Can I see what you have so far?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“You can see it when it’s done.” That got him to shut up for a minute.

“I want to make love to you again, like, right now.”

I didn’t need a mirror to know that my cheeks were flaming. The heat I felt was enough of a giveaway. “I’m drawing you,” was my response. “And we just had sex.”

“I know what sex feels like. What we had was more than that—what we have is more than that. Didn’t you feel it?”

“Of course I felt it. It was wonderful and beautiful and perfect.”

“Right?” It was a simple rhetorical question of agreement that made my heart flutter that he felt the same way.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.” This time I stopped to look at him.

“Are we…” pause. “Am I your boyfriend?”

“Neither of us asked the other, did we?” I shook my head. “Well, yeah. Despite what happened in the past, it’s quite obvious that you’ve always been mine as I’ve always been yours.”

I smiled and continued drawing my boyfriend as a myriad of butterflies swarmed my stomach.

A/N

Okay. It’s not done

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