CI

CI
I plug in my headphones and start to create the game character that was running around in my head. It was a guy that had to run obstacle courses just to be with the female character. She didn't need saving, he wanted to be with her and therefore he had to work for it. She was on the far end of the course, and he had to fight off werewolves, vampires, ogres. And with each villain he beat, he had his weapon upgraded. First he was with a slingshot, I don't know how that was supposed to help him fight off a werewolf but it did.
I was stuck when I get to the next level of weapon. I don't know what could be an upgrade and would fight off a vampire. A cookie usually helped when I came up to a short in my creative flow. I stretch from where I sat on the table. I didn't even realize blood had stopped flowing to my feet, I had to stretch to get blood flowing there.
For a split second I forgot where I was, it wasn't my house. I was at his house. And I was going to spend at least two days here. I resist the urge to giggle. When my eyes land on the clock, I see I have been hunched over the system for at least two hours. I wonder what he was up to, I think about going to surprise him. But I don't know where the gym was located, I could get lost in here.
The music continued to blare into my ear drums, my character creation playlist was what was playing. I rip the head phones out of my ears, appreciating the quiet that enveloped me. Headphones were the best honestly, no room for argument. But after having them in for a long period, those first ten seconds after you rip them out? The most enjoyable ten seconds ever."
"Wow, impressive."
I shake visibly, then place a hand over my chest in an attempt to calm my racing heart.
"You startled me, since when were you standing there?"
I raise my eyes to look at him by the door frame, his arms were crossed on his chest while he smiled down at me lazily. He was wearing a bold arm tank, it showed his toned sides that were slicked with sweat. His bulging muscles were sweaty but I wouldn't mind having the wrapped around me. I honestly don't know what it is about toned sweaty arms that drove girls crazy. Infact before this time I used to think they were disgusting to look at, much less touch. I couldn't fathom why they went crazy for them.
Now, I think I know why. I was pretty sure there was a line of drool on the side of my chin. I start to curse my period, why on earth did it have to come this week? If it wasn't here, I would have jumped his bones without a care in the world. Ughh curse periods.
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking.." I say as I start towards him.
"Periods are highly unnecessary and this one is in the way."
He chuckled, and it re vibrated through his body, shaking his hands as they were crossed over his chest.
"You look so deliciously edible right now and I can't have you. Do you know how disheartening that is?" I ask as I draw closer.
He un crossed his arms in frustration, but the smile was glued to his face.
"You know we have as much time as we want right? We have as much time as we want to continue this. These three to five days aren't a waste as you think."
I was already few steps in front of him by this time. He doesn't make an effort to come to me, or hurry me. He was enjoying the tease, just as much as I enjoyed teasing him.
"Sounds like I'm the only one who wants this here?"
"You think I don't want this?" He says while gesturing to the part of the sweatpants that was swollen. He was hard, he was hard for me.
It was here again. The suffocating ever present sexual tension between us, it was always there but sometimes it was so mellow you won't notice it's presence. But I noticed the presence of this one, it couldn't hide. It felt like if I struck out my hand I could thread it, weave it into a sweater, or one of those grey sweatpants he was wearing.
"Hey." I breathed.
We were barely inches apart now. I could smell the cologne mixed with sweat that his body was emitting. When we stood on equal footing, my forehead was barely touching his chin, so I have to raise my head just to talk to him.
"Hey." He breathed back.
He was just as out of breath as I was. And it wasn't because of the exercise he did, it was because of that tension.
"Can I kiss you?" I whisper.
His eyes darkened. How much I loved to look at them. Whenever they darkened like that, I know I was doing everything right.
"You are seriously asking me that?"
I don't answer, I stand on the tip of my toes, smashing our lips together. He snaked a sweaty arm around me and pulled me close to his sweaty muscles. Once again I gasp at just how hard his body was. He took my gado as a chance to deepen the kiss.
"Mmm.." I moan into his mouth.
His mouth was hot against mine, I could never get enough of kissing him. I loved doing it. It was like a drug and I was addicted. I didn't know what it was about kissing that got people excited, but now I do.
It was like a bunch of fireworks exploded inside of me, every nerve ending in my body was on fire. I craved his touch.
He picked me up from the floor, and placed me on his waist. My hands held on to his neck as we kissed. If only we could stay like this forever. Nothing in between.
We finally break apart, our foreheads were together. He smiled at me. I felt so precious in his arms like that.
"You smell of sweat."
"I saw you sniff the air, you love me smelling like sweat."
I did love him smelling like anything but I don't tell him that, I only laugh.
"Did you finish what you were working on?"
"Not yet, I'm stuck at the weapon choices. I needed a cookie or a break to get my creative juices flowing."
He kissed the top of my forehead and had me swooning like a girl in middle school who had her crush look at her for the first time.
"I have something I could use to distract you."
My mouth watered, and my core clenched. I loved the idea. He chuckled.
"Naughty naughty. But no, I wasn't talking about that. I was talking about the movie we talked about."
I giggle as if I wasn't thinking dirty thoughts.
"What movie did you have in mind?"
"365 days."
My eyes widen a fraction.
"You have got to be kidding me."
He shrugged his big shoulder causing me in his hand to bounce on him. I saw his breath hitch. He looked like wanted to do it again.
"No Mimosa, I haven't actually seen the movie before, I want to see it with you." He looked like he was struggling as he talked.
I smirk. He was struggling with me on his body, imagine his struggle when we started the movie. I think I'm going to enjoy watching him watching the movie instead.