- HAZEL -
I don’t know when I fell asleep. All I know is that I cried my eyes out that evening and stayed in the comfort of his arms as he consoled . Letting myself be vulnerable again with him while believing his promise.
I felt dizzy in his arms, felt warmth in his embrace despite the cold evening and for a long while, we just stood there, enjoying our silent company while letting our body language communicate the words our mouths couldn’t and the best part? There was nothing sexual about it.
The day got darker but he never asked to leave, he never showed any sign of discomfort or annoyance. He waited for till I was ready. Until I said I wanted to go. That’s when Killian asked if I wanted to head to my dorm or co with him.
I knew the obvious answer. I wasn’t going to make the sa mistake I did the last ti he asked to co with him. There’s nowhere I’d rather be than where he is and no way on earth is staring at Jasmine’s wall better than being with him. So I gave my answer.
My dorm.
First we head to my dorm but only to grab my stuff. The change of scenery would be nice. Plus, after so long of being with him, it started to get addictive. Now I’m in his bedroom, fully rested and currently awake, resting on his chest as we watch a lecture tutorial together. After all, I’m still a student who needs to study, so who more is better to teach than my man and professor? I an, it’s not cheating when he’s not giving the exam papers.
Plus he teaches with such warmth and coolness and calmness that it’s easy to understand. Trust , I’ve had my dumb monts tonight but even during his obviously displayed frustration which was passed across by his facial expressions and sotis, although barely, slightly raised voiced which sounded slightly distressed yet calm, he chose to be lenient.
The thought makes laugh. I guess soone is trying to be overly careful not to get on my nerves so he’s watching his temper and words. It’s cute. Very cute.
“Want to call it a night?” He asks, scrolling to the next topic in my syllabus. “This one seems pretty long.” He says, his eye plastered to the screen. I’m guessing he noticed my sleepy eyes, despite having a nap earlier, night still happens to be the ti designated for sleeping. I yawn, stretching both hands up while keeping my eyes on him. How do I say he looks so hot when he’s serious in ten different languages?
Man, fuck the course! I want him to fuck .
“Mhm. I think it’s best. Before I break your calm fortress and make you throw out.”
A chuckle slip out of Killian’s lips. “Not happening but good point.” He says while saving and closing every file before shutting down my computer. It finally shuts down and he closes my laptop. “You understand things easily, kitten.” Killian says, leaning a hand behind him to drop my laptop on sothing. I think it’s a bed table. “And you’re very easy to teach. You learn quite quickly too.” Killian looks at , cupping my chin between two fingers. “It’s one of the things I love about you.” He says, eyes draping down my face to rest in my lips.
What’s better than his glorious complint is the way he stares at . It would break my fortress every ti and make my knees lt.
My lips part slowly as my gaze feasts on Killian’s facial features. “Which is why you need so sleep so you can assimilate tomorrow.” Killian adds.
My face flattens. I thought his earlier words was a pun but now I’m guessing they aren’t.
“Are you tired?” I ask him, keeping my head pressed in his chest.
“Yes.” Killian says.
“How soon will you sleep?”
“Probably the mont my eyes shut close.” He responds. I swallow. And here I was thinking we could have so foreplay.
“You should sleep then.” I say, shifting my body off his. “Goodnight.” I kiss his nipple then adjust to my side of the bed. I don’t want a cuddle and I have my reason why.
“Goodnight kitten.” Killian turns his back to .
A sigh leaves my lips. I can’t sleep. This may be the worst ti to let my hormones be on a rampage but I can’t help it. After so much emotional swings that transpired between us, from shock to anger to disbelief to making promises and clearing our differences, how can I not be horny?
Especially having to watch him teach .
I’ll wait long enough till he’s asleep before touching myself. This shouldn’t take too long, I hope.
* My eyes plaster the ceiling. I can’t sleep. The night is here and the silence has been on for a long ti. I actually waited.
“Killian?” I whisper, leaning over him to check any traces of him being awake. He’s not. Finally. I spread my legs apart and slip one hand underneath the blanket. I’m not putting on any underwear. All I need to do is to be silent. I use my other hand to push the handkerchief I had tied loosely around my neck all evening up my mouth.
When it fills my mouth completely, I let my hand wander around the bed to feel Killian’s body. Why shouldn’t touch myself to my imagination when the biggest turn on in my life is right on this very bed with ?
I let my fingers spread my pussy lips, massaging my clit and spreading my wetness all over. A stifled moan rattles out my lips as my fingers explores my pussy. I’m wet. Extrely wet and horny. I dip two fingers in.
A gasp leaves my lips as I shut my eyes. I bite my lower lip, pulsing my fingers out then in my pussy again. This ti, my body jerks forward, muffled moan louder than my gasp. I use my free hand to explore Killian’s body, underneath his shirt, circling his chest gently with my fingers.
Feeling him while touching myself is another kind of pleasure. I shift my head to the side to behold his body. A crazy thought paints my mind.
I want his fingers filling my core instead, drilling into hard. I slowly slip my hand out of his shirt, leaning toward his arm to grab it when a swift hand holds mine, stopping from touching him.
This makes freeze.
He’s awake. Leaning over to touch him might’ve been a mistake.
“Killian,” I gasp, attempting to talk first and explain myself before he says a word to have a lead in this conversation. Killian rolls over hastily, laying on top of with a distance between our upper bodies.
“You didn’t think I didn’t know what you wanted from the start, did you?” He asks with a darkened gaze. Killian leans closer to , making halt my breath while widening my eyes. “I know when you’re horny.” He says, fingers crawling up the centre of my thighs. “I know when you desire . I know when your body craves to be fucked.” Killian whispers, staring into my eyes as he says this.
I’ve been quiet, listening to him. I’m still stunned over the fact that he was awake all this ti yet pretended not to just to get to .
“I know when you want to touch you. I understand your body language way more than soone who’s not you should.” The distance between our faces leaves in need, craving for our lips to intertwine and taint my skin while he riles into .
“All you need to do to have , my dear Hazel, is ask.” These words leave in a chokehold, and a gasp leaves my lips. Killian finally leans his head closer to mine, facing . “So do that kitten and who knows? You could get what you want.”
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