Eir's POV
I heard him, I heard him clear as day. But still my head refused to decipher it,
"What?"
He leaned down, the tip of his nose so near mine the heat from him felt like a light touch.
"Can I kiss you?"
I knew what I should have said, but I surprised even myself when I hear my own voice breath out,
"Yes"
I panicked for exactly a quarter of a second where he paused, and the thought flashed through my mind he was only kidding with me. Oh my god, I sounded so desperate! All air was sucked out of me, but it wasn't panic, he draws a sharp breath and warm lips pressed against mine. First, I froze, and his lips were hard, unmoving just firmly pressed against mine and my heart started a frantic race against my burning embarrassment.
A switch flipped and a devouring hunger exploded inside his chest, spreading like wildfire through his body. The only thing separating us was the cloths we wore, and I could feel his heart hammering against his rib cage against mine. I became an unmoving doll, not sure if it all was a dream or not. But when a rumbling groan sounded thick from his throat I woke up, and the heat flushed through my body.
His lips hovered over my open mouth, sharing a breath while the thud of my heart was beating between my lips. Our lips brushed against one another only by accident every now and then. The weight of his body shifted, pressed against mine when his arm snaked around me, then the other while the first pressed against my back, up between my shoulder blades and to my neck. A delightful shiver of anticipation danced up my spine and I closed my eyes leaning against his touch when I felt his fingers gliding deep into my hair.
The sensation was incredible, so focused goosebumps spread un my arms. His fingers stretching making his nail scrape against my scalp before grabbing a fist of hair. The pull was firm, but also harder than expected and a breathy yelp pressed up my throat, quickly followed with a gasp for air that sounded like the neediest moan I've ever heard. I never had time to be ashamed, the rumbling sensation from his chest crawled beneath my clothes like aggressive ants. Setting my skin on fire, pushing the pulsating heat right down between my legs just as his lips covered mine.
Devoured, was my first and only thought before my brain went blank and my lips did whatever they could to feed his hunger. Our lips tasted, sucked, and matched movements up until his teeth sank into my lip causing me to gasp for air. I never got the air, instead his tongue pressed in between my lips brushing against mine inviting me to join.
I had no idea how longer we stood there, not that I cared either. My body was no linger pressed against the bench, his strong arms pressing me against his pulsating and warm body was all I felt, and It was all I wanted to feel. My back arched as his grip in my hair tightened, slowly forcing my head back. A whine left me when his lips left mine, but only for him to continue the kiss down my chin, under it and further down on my neck as I bent further back.
Grabbing his shirt with both fists, a desperate need to keep his body flush against my reaction. But I no longer cared. The sound of his wet lips on my skin, the thud of my heat beat raging up my throat and out between my lips like a drum beat and the rushing sound of my pulse in my ears, it was all there was. It was more here and now than I've ever felt. The ach between my thighs reached new heights, I needed to be touched, soothed and ruined at the same time. But there was no natural way to open my legs, to jump up and lock my feet around him. My thighs pressed together only giving of a painfully teasing friction while I wiggled in his grip, but he refused to move. Didn't budge one inch, not even when he leaned over me again to roll my lips between his teeth, pressing his bulging cock pressed against me. My heart skipped a beat, wanting to feel it further down, up between where the need to be touched grew with each breath, each touch and each pulsating sensation twitching through his hard manhood.
My hands roamed down his abdomen, around over his hips and pressed him against me while grinding against him in a half circle motion, now in a desperate attempt to tell him what I needed. To tell him what I wanted when he occupied my mouth, tongue, and breath with such a demand I found myself willing to do whatever he asked if he asked in this second. He could have me, however, whenever and I would obey. I had no problem picturing me kneeling, looking up only to have those eyes roam me with greed. Stick my tongue out, opening my mouth wide with a smile only to wish for his cock to side down it and block my oxygen. As long as his intense green eyes held mine, I would love the burning sensation in my lunges grow, relish in the attention sending electrical waves of heat down between my thighs when he pressed his cock down my throat. Feeling the heat stretch my throat making tears spill down my cheek, twitching and throbbing inside of me.
With my eyes closed my entire body was burning with need and lust as my imagination took over making me to melted mush in his firm embrace. The rhythm of his heartbeat danced down on my skin, filling up my chest, like a base demanding I follow the deep beat with each breath and heartbeat. Whimpering and moaning replaced the intense kiss. My lips felt raw and sore, and my lunges screamed for air, but still I missed his lips on mine. His tongue felt thick and wet, sliding slowly over my upper lip, before gliding over my bottom lip. Holding me back by the hair, I wanted to kiss him back, but it felt like he held me In a leash, holding me back before sealing it with a soft kiss.
Soft as silk, firmly pressed against mine, before he disappeared. The heat of his body vanished, his lips, his breath on my skin. And I was left there blinking in confusion, all hot and bothered, lust and warmth still pulsating through my body in waves.
"I knew it! "
Still confused I followed the sound of his voice, trying to blink of the hazed state I found myself in and stared at him in disbelief for a second that seemed to stop everything around me. Time stopped, my heart stopped, and my mind paused, everything but him. There he was, back to his excited and chirpy mood scribbling on his notes. Was he serious?! I stared so long my eyes were about to dry up and fall out, all while he talked nonstop, so full of excitement and eager writing so the pen had to get warm against the paper.
"Not what I expected, but very interesting! "
He sang to himself, and reality slapped me in the face with a raw and cold fish. Oh my god! He did not? I threw myself at him, ready to spread my legs like a desperate little whore all the while he just saw it as a fucking research project! To baffled to even get angry, to upset and disappointed to utter a word I stood there like a blushing fool staring at him with my mouth open and he kept on rambling.
"I mean I knew I liked that, but that reaction there! Interesting! Ill figure out who I am I no time! Did you get horny too?"
Suddenly his green eyes snapped to mine, filled with anticipation while impatiently tapping his pen against his documents. The heat still roamed through me, and the need between my legs refused to calm down even when my head screamed abort mission as loud as it could. Stuttering, blushing flames
Licked up my neck and cheeks, he interrupted me walking right up to me and sniffing the air around me loudly. Oh goddess, why !?
Mortified I watched, still stunned in disbelief as he filled his nose with my smell. He almost jumped up and clasped his hands,
"You did! I recognize that scent!"
I couldn't do this anymore, so while he scribbled down on his idiotic papers, I managed to tear my eyes off him and to force my feet to move. I walked right out the door without a word, slammed the door behind me and rounded the corner heading straight back to the room I was sleeping in. I had no idea what I felt in this moment, shocked and utter disbelief. Used? Hell yeah! Slowly my stunned state turned to anger, he used me! What the hell!? I stomped down the hall, my anger evident with each step grumbling every insult I could think of for a lizard! In the middle of my rant, I spun around, and my back hit the cold walls with a thud. Air forced out of my lungs, together with my last rant,
"Starved armadillo! Delusional turtle! Pineapplefish with chicken wings!"
I spewed the words out with all the rage and intensity I felt inside me, only to realize I was pressed against the wall and emerald green eyes pierced mine. Ups.