Soft gasps infiltrate the air. Hands clench desperately into another’s back. My teeth scrape gently at the soft skin of your neck. Your heated pants assault my shoulder, your slim frame shuddering, fingers dug deep into my shirt. I draw away, your whine of annoyance sounding in my ears. Gently removing your hands from my shirt, I lock your wrists in my grip, drawing them above your head. Lowering my head, I plant a soft kiss upon your collarbone, drawing a gasp from your lips. Without loosening my grip, I begin to suckle gently upon the soft skin at the base of your neck, a hand creeping beneath your shirt. A heated moan escapes from your lips as you squirm, attempting to free yourself of my grasp. I tighten my hold slightly as I begin to undo the buttons on your shirt. Leaning back slightly, I survey you from above. “Beautiful…” The word falls unbidden from my lips. You begin to squirm once more under my gaze, a bright blush painting your cheeks. “I-Idiot…” I smile in amusement. Such a little uke…I place a series of soft kisses down the length of your chest, marking you with small love-bites every once in a while. Moans begin to escape your lips as I slowly made my way down the length of your body. I smirk as my hand snakes below your skirt. Releasing your hands, I thread my free hand through your hair, lips meeting yours in a heated kiss.
Your laughter brings me back to reality. You smile amusedly as I stare at you blankly and shake your head. “What are you staring at? Come on, let’s go. We’re going to be late. I’m your friend, but I can’t be looking after you forever.”
My heart irrevocably shatters in my chest. Shards of it pierce my eyes, rendering the world a hazy blur. Raising a hand, I quickly blot out the tears before you can see. You grab my wrist and jerk me upright, dragging me off. I follow without a word. Friends…Just friends…Nothing else…