Never in my life had I been closer to Heaven than I was now.
My eyes fluttered shut as Emrys' pink, plump lips met mine in a rushed haze, cedar and rain hugging my body, both of our breathing increased as tingles danced u
"His dick is beyond huge," Ostana spoke to me the next day at lunch, her cheeks tinting red just at the thought of Laker. "And he does this thing where he grips my hair-"
Walking in my house and being blessed with the scent of steak, I silently chuckled as my stomach growled lightly; maybe ice cream at the diner was not fulfilling enough. My father waved at me as he watched the nightly news and not long after I shrugged off my coat, hanging it, did my mother yell for me."Where were you?" Stir
Gasping as I sat up in my bed, heat buckled into my body intensely as sweat ran down the side of my head, I tore the blankets off of me quickly; both my breathing and heart racing. Pain thunder-bolted through my body as I peeled open my eyes.1:19 am.
Warmth flooded my body as I woke up, my room strangely dark, but when I reached my arm over, emptiness was left in Emrys' wake. His spot where he laid was still warm, so he mustn't have been gone for very long but as a soft knock on my door drew me out of my still sleepy haze, I groaned and answered."Yeah?"
*Emrys' POV*"Your father is very unhappy," My best friend, Laker, spoke through the phone that I clutched in my hand as I ran a hand through my black locks, praying that my breathtaking mate was still fast asleep upstairs. "I guess
"Tell me why I have to get a tattoo?""Um, because both of our parents don't want us to have one, duh,"
“What is this shit?”“Classical rock,” Emrys and I both spoke at the same time before we both laughed, Ostana looked between us oddly, but shrugged her shoulders and leaned back in the black leather seats. Ostana wore pink sunglasses to shade th
After dinner, Laker escaped his townhouse with Ostana in his arms, claiming that he had ‘pressing issues’ to deal with - though I am pretty sure the only ‘pressing issue’ was in his pants; leaving Emrys and I alone with each other. He sat on one side of the couch, me on the opposite and in front of us, some Netflix show played mindlessly on the television, my fingers busy texting my mom.