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When I get home, I thank Mama and Papa before jogging upstairs to Vic and I’s room.
I hear Mama tell me to slow down while my shoulders healing but I want to see Vic as soon as possible. I’ve been worrying about him nonstop since this morning. He’s just not himself today.
When I enter the room, I unsurprisingly find him in bed, under the covers. I sigh and slide in next to him.
“Oh, hey Kells.” he sniffs and I frown.
“Why are you crying?” I ask sadly.
He turns over and holds me tightly.
“Nothing for you to worry about.” he murmurs, his voice gruff.
I shake my head and place my hand on the side of his face.
“I’ve been worrying about you all day.” I whisper.
He looks at me confused.
“Why?” he questions.
“You just seem off today.” I state.
He frowns and kisses my forehead.
“You shouldn’t worry about me.” he sighs.
“I can’t help it. I just want you to be okay.” I murmur.
He smiles, a little smile, but a smile nether the less.
“You’re making me feel better already.” He whispers. “Don’t you worry about me, all I need is you.”
I sigh dreamily and kiss him quickly.
“Did you cut?” I ask and he looks downright guilty.
“Kell, I’m sorry.” he chokes out.
I frown and shake my head.
“Don’t be sorry. It’s okay.” I murmur. “Can you please go to therapy?”
He gives me a confused look.
“Please. I want you to feel better and Patrick said that he doesn’t have to tell anyone that you cut.” I explain then my stomach sinks. “U-unless you cut because you want to die.”
Tears flood my eyes and Vic looks at me alarmed.
“Baby, Angel, that is not why I cut. Never would I ever think of leaving you. I promised to stay with you forever so you have nothing to worry about.” he says alarmed.
I nod and wipe my tears.
“I’ll think about seeing a therapist. But I just don’t want alarm my parents. If I see a therapist, they’re going to be asking why.” he explains and I nod.
I rest my head against Vic’s chest feeling a little down. I just want him to stop hurting.
“How was your appointment anyway?” Vic asks, running his fingers along my back then up again.
I shrug, not really wanting to talk about it. Vic nods, seeming to understand.
“You know, if you feel uncomfortable talking to him about things, you’re more than welcome to talk to me. I’ll listen to anything you have to say.” Vic offers and my stomach tingles.
“Really? You’d be okay with that?” I ask hopefully.
Vic smiles and kisses my cheek.
“Of course. You can come to me with anything. It’s what I’m here for.” he says.
I sigh dreamily and press my lips to his.
“I missed you.” I sigh.
He’s about to tell me he missed me too but he pauses as we both hear footsteps coming up the stairs. I sigh and slide out of his bed and on to mine just before there’s a knock on the door.
“Come in.” I call.
Papa opens the door and looks from me to Vic.
“Mama and I are going grocery shopping. Anything you boys want or need?” he asks.
“No thank you.” I smile.
Vic shakes his head and Papa gives him a concerned look.
“Is there something wrong Mijo?” Papa asks and Vic shakes his head again.
“No I’m okay.” Vic whispers and I really hope it’s the truth.
Papa nods before leaving. He closes the door behind him so I go back over to Vic. I slide back in next to him again and he grins wrapping his arms back around me.
“I missed you.” he mumbles.
“I was across the room for a minute.” I giggle.
“I still missed you.” he chuckles. “I’ve been missing you all day. You and those pretty little lips of yours.”
“Is that so?” I blush, biting back a smile.
Vic hums as he pulls my bottom lip out from under my teeth with his thumb. My breath hitches as he leans in and pushes his lips to mine. My eyes flutter shut as our lips move together and his tongue glides across my bottom lip.
I pull from the kiss and Vic looks a little concerned and confused. I bite back another grin at his cuteness. I go back to what I was doing and climb on top of him before leaning down, kissing him again and letting him slip his tongue into my mouth. My eyes close again as his tongue tangles with mine. His hands slip under my shirt going to my waist, making my skin feel like its on fire.
I feel a strange sensation, good, but strange. It compels me to start moving my body against Vic’s so I don’t try to fight it and just give in. I notice Vic’s breath hitch but he doesn’t protest so I don’t stop. Electric currents are running through me and I don’t understand how or why, not that I care because something about this just feels so good.
Vic’s hands slide out from under my shirt and they rest on my hips. He starts helping my guide my body as it moves against his.
I feel my breathing become heavy and I’m struggling to kiss and breathe at the same time.
Vic surprises me though by pulling away and flipping us over so he’s on top of me. He goes back to kissing me, his tongue once again slipping into my mouth. He starts moving his body against mine as his hands slide up my shirt, my skin once again feeling as if it’s on fire.
I get a sudden urge to wrap my legs around his hips so I do, lifting myself up and pressing into him more. A little groan leaves his mouth and the sound sends shivers through me. His hands go to my butt and he pushes me against him harder as he moves against me harder.
That’s when I realize where the good feeling is coming from. It’s coming from my penis.
I unwrap my legs from Vic’s waist and drop down onto the bed, pulling away from Vic’s lips.
I look down at my pants and whine when I see I have a boner.
“Not again.” I mumble.
Vic looks down at me grinning in amusement. I give him an unimpressed look.
“This is all your fault.” I mutter.
“I am flattered.” he chuckles.
He drops down beside me and drapes his hand across my stomach as he start playing with the button on my jeans.
“You know…” he trails off before clearing his throat. “I can fix this for you and it’ll feel really good.”
I give him a confused look.
“How?” I murmur, my cheeks heating up.
“I could touch you.” he says.
“Touch me?” I gulp. “Like…down there?”
“Yeah, down there.” he grins. “It’s called a hand job.”
I look at him unsure. I guess I feel a little shy and I’m not even quite sure what he’s going to do and what it’s going to lead to.
“I don’t have to. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” Vic frowns.
“Will it feel good?” I ask.
If it feels anything like I was feeling a minute ago then I’m all for it.
“Yeah, definitely.” he smiles.
I like the sound of that but I do still feel quite unsure.
“Ill tell you what.” he chirps. “You can have my hand and you can put it wherever you want. It’s up to you.”
He holds out his hand and I gulp but take it anyway. It’s an entire minute before I even move it though but when I do, I place it on my face. Vic smiles reassuringly and runs his thumb along my cheek, kissing my forehead at the same time.
His reassuring smile helps me take the next step and I place it on my collarbone. I slide his hand down and it sits on my chest. I bet he can feel my heart beating intensely.
“How about we take this off? If that’s okay.” he suggests tugging at my shirt.
I gulp but nod.
He gestures for me to sit up so I do and once I do, he grabs the hem of my shirt pulling it over my head.
He lightly pushes me back down and places his hand back where I had previously left it. I move his hand around my chest, even going down to my stomach sometimes. His touch is giving me that fiery sensation again.
“You’re so beautiful.” Vic whispers adoringly in my ear sending shivers through me.
I take his hand off my abdomen and place it on my thigh. He gently gropes it why sends shockwaves to my boner. I feel as though I need to be touched there so I take the plunge and shakily place his hand over the bulge in my jeans.
“Are you sure this is okay?” he asks and I hesitate but nod. I’m not sure but I’m curious and a little desperate.
He then starts pushing his palm into the bulge and my breath hitches as amazing feelings protrude through me. He does it again and again, massaging my penis, making small sounds involuntarily leave my mouth.
“M-more.” I stutter out, feeling as though this isn’t enough. I don’t even know what I’m asking for but I’m disappointed when Vic stops.
“More?” he questions and I nod.
He surprises me by getting on top of me so he’s sitting on my thighs. He undoes the button on my jeans and pulls them down along with my boxers, exposing me.
I look away shyly but can’t help but to look back as he grabs my throbbing erection in his hand. The mere contact is enough for me to arch my back in pleasure. He begins move his hand up and down the length making me moan in pleasure. I cover my mouth embarrassed at the noise but Vic takes my hand away from my mouth and holds it in his.
He watches me intensely as I squirm around beneath him, a look of wonder and adoration in his eyes.
My stomach tightens as I feel something building up and that scares me. Why is that happening? The feeling gets more intense which just worries me more.
“S-stop.” I stutter out.
Vic stops before I even get the entire word out.
“What is it, baby?” he asks worried.
I look away embarrassed and shrug.
“No seriously Kell, what’s the matter?” he asks again, carefully turning my face to his.
“I don’t know. I-I mean I don’t know what’s going to…happen. It feels so…” I can’t even finish my sentence because I don’t know how to explain it.
“Intense?” Vic says and I nod.
He smiles and runs his fingers along my jaw.
“Baby, that just means you’re going to reach climax and cum. It’s normal and it feels really good.” Vic explains and although I’m still unsure of the details, I like the sound of that.
“Now, I can either continue or we can try this another day.” Vic suggests.
I decide to just go with my instincts.
“Continue.” I mumble.
He smiles, leans down and kisses me the he grasps my penis again. He continues what he was doing before and before long that intense feeling is back. I trust Vic and just let him keep going until my moans become so loud and everything feels magical.
Suddenly, my whole body tenses and my hips thrust up as the best feeling I’ve ever felt washes over me and liquid stuff comes out the end of my penis. Vic doesn’t stop stroking until that feeling disappears completely.
I lay there panting and Vic looks down at me with wonder. He reaches for the tissues on the nightstand as I cover my face, feeling embarrassed once again. I feel Vic wiping that stuff off of me before he puts my penis back in my boxers and lays down next to me.
“What’s wrong baby? Why are you covering your face?” Vic asks concerned.
“Embarrassed, I guess.” I mumble.
“Embarrassed?” he questions. “Why?”
“I don’t know. That was so weird and gosh, the noises I made.” I whine.
Vic takes my hand from my face and makes me look at him.
“That, my dear, was so fucking hot.” he purrs. “And those noises are my favorite sound in the entire world. Don’t be embarrassed. You’re so beautiful.”
I blush as he kisses my nose, making me feel a lot less embarrassed.
“Do I have to do that to you now?” I ask anxiously.
“No, of course not.” Vic frowns. “One thing at a time, baby.”
I smile and nod.
“So did you like that?” Vic asks as I nod eagerly.
“Is that like…what sex feels like?” I question, blushing at the question.
“From what I’ve heard, sex feels better. But I don’t know. I’ve never had sex.” he explains.
I breathe a sigh of relief knowing that I’m not the only one who hasn’t done it before.
“Should we have sex?” I mumble just generally confused.
Vic frowns and kisses my forehead.
“Another phrase for sex is ‘to make love’. I personally don’t think you should make love until you’re in love. So no. I don’t think we should have sex. Not yet anyway.” Vic blushes. “Don’t rush into things, Kells. I know you’re trying to catch up with everyone but just take things at your own pace. The rest of the world isn’t going anywhere.”
I smile gratefully at him and kiss him quickly.
“Thank you.” I whisper.
He smiles and runs his hand down the side of my face.
I don’t know much about love and what it feels like but I know that one day I’ll love Vic. It’s inevitable.
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