Through The Glass.
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Original - Misc › Drugs and Alcohol
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
28
Views:
1,815
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter 24
His lips came over mine in a tender kiss that was so overwhelming that my breath escaped me. It was much different than the countless kisses I'd shared with Matt. Matt's kisses were experienced, passionate, and fierce. Chris' kisses were soft, tender, and careful.
My arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer, intensifying the kiss, wanting to make him mine. I needed to claim something, anything to feel some semblance of control again. Even in the smallest bit. I knew Chris would let me. I always knew that deep down inside, Chris would die for me. It was wrong to use him, but I had to. I had to stay sane. I had to grasp for some kind of reality. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to live the nightmare my life had become very much longer.
We stumbled up the stairs to the guest room- the very same one I had slept in all those nights I stood at Chris' house, and his shirt landed softly to the floor, as did mine moments later. It wasn't long before we were both nude and embracing, his soft, burning skin touching mine.
He pulled away from me, his eyes glazed over in lust, and he looked at me intensely. Deeply. "Are you sure about this? If you tell me no any later, I won't be able to take it."
I gazed up at him, in the tenderest way I could. "Of course I am."
He pried my legs open carefully, and slowly, almost as if he was afraid he would hurt me, entered me, pushing himself in to the hilt and groaning. "Oh, God, Allison…" he let out in a gruff voice.
"What?" I asked, confused, hoping he wouldn't stop, it was too late to turn back now.
"You have no idea how long I've dreamt of doing this," he said sincerely; kissing my neck softly, before beginning a soft, gentle rocking of his hips.
I felt guilty for a moment. For being unfaithful to Matt. And for giving Chris any idea of me having true feelings for him. But he would be my saving grace. The same way he had been for all of my life.
It stopped feeling so wrong despite how he whispered he loved me in my ear before falling asleep beside me, and as soon as I was snuggled safe and warm in his embrace, the only feeling that remained was contentment. I was safe. I was home.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I left an hour later from Chris’ house and rushed to my apartment to take a shower. Halfway through, Matt walked in after work, peeking his face through the curtain.
“Matt!” I yelled, almost enraged, but I realized I had to keep my cool. My guilty conscience was already taking over and making me irritable. So, after I flipped out on him, I decided to smile instead. “I didn’t hear you come in,” I said, delivering a gentle peck on the cheek at the end of it.
He stared at my naked form and then smiled up at me. “Can I join you?”
I didn’t really know what to say. I knew where it would lead and I was tired and upset. The idea of being connected to him one more time after all that had just happened disgusted and revolted me. But when he looked up at me with those beautiful hazel-brown eyes I felt myself melt. Could Matt really still be the same guy I’d fallen for all those months ago?
He stripped his clothes and stepped into the shower, letting the water rush over him before stepping to the side and out of the way. He began to massage my shoulders. My skin tingled as he said casually, “How was your day?”
My stomach dropped in that moment, thinking of what I had done. I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself. “It was fine,” I turned around to face him, “How was work?”
“Fine,” he answered shortly. He stared at me, almost carnivorously. His hands trailed down my sides and ever though the water let out little billows of smoke from the heat, my skin chilled and goosebumps were left wherever his hands traveled. “You’re so beautiful, did you know that?”
I almost blushed, but then realized it was Matt telling me those words, and no one else. If I was so beautiful, why had he reduced me to nothing? “No,” I answered sincerely.
He kissed my neck seductively. “You are.”
I wanted to wriggle out of his grasp and just sleep for a very long time, but it didn’t happen.
In a sick way, I enjoyed it as he took me roughly in the shower. Then I fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.
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Well, that's all I have done. Now comes the fun part, getting to write again! Let me know if you love it, or hate it. Cuz you're supposed to do both. =D
Yours truly.
Asphyxiate.Me.Baby.
My arms wrapped around him, pulling him closer, intensifying the kiss, wanting to make him mine. I needed to claim something, anything to feel some semblance of control again. Even in the smallest bit. I knew Chris would let me. I always knew that deep down inside, Chris would die for me. It was wrong to use him, but I had to. I had to stay sane. I had to grasp for some kind of reality. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to live the nightmare my life had become very much longer.
We stumbled up the stairs to the guest room- the very same one I had slept in all those nights I stood at Chris' house, and his shirt landed softly to the floor, as did mine moments later. It wasn't long before we were both nude and embracing, his soft, burning skin touching mine.
He pulled away from me, his eyes glazed over in lust, and he looked at me intensely. Deeply. "Are you sure about this? If you tell me no any later, I won't be able to take it."
I gazed up at him, in the tenderest way I could. "Of course I am."
He pried my legs open carefully, and slowly, almost as if he was afraid he would hurt me, entered me, pushing himself in to the hilt and groaning. "Oh, God, Allison…" he let out in a gruff voice.
"What?" I asked, confused, hoping he wouldn't stop, it was too late to turn back now.
"You have no idea how long I've dreamt of doing this," he said sincerely; kissing my neck softly, before beginning a soft, gentle rocking of his hips.
I felt guilty for a moment. For being unfaithful to Matt. And for giving Chris any idea of me having true feelings for him. But he would be my saving grace. The same way he had been for all of my life.
It stopped feeling so wrong despite how he whispered he loved me in my ear before falling asleep beside me, and as soon as I was snuggled safe and warm in his embrace, the only feeling that remained was contentment. I was safe. I was home.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I left an hour later from Chris’ house and rushed to my apartment to take a shower. Halfway through, Matt walked in after work, peeking his face through the curtain.
“Matt!” I yelled, almost enraged, but I realized I had to keep my cool. My guilty conscience was already taking over and making me irritable. So, after I flipped out on him, I decided to smile instead. “I didn’t hear you come in,” I said, delivering a gentle peck on the cheek at the end of it.
He stared at my naked form and then smiled up at me. “Can I join you?”
I didn’t really know what to say. I knew where it would lead and I was tired and upset. The idea of being connected to him one more time after all that had just happened disgusted and revolted me. But when he looked up at me with those beautiful hazel-brown eyes I felt myself melt. Could Matt really still be the same guy I’d fallen for all those months ago?
He stripped his clothes and stepped into the shower, letting the water rush over him before stepping to the side and out of the way. He began to massage my shoulders. My skin tingled as he said casually, “How was your day?”
My stomach dropped in that moment, thinking of what I had done. I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself. “It was fine,” I turned around to face him, “How was work?”
“Fine,” he answered shortly. He stared at me, almost carnivorously. His hands trailed down my sides and ever though the water let out little billows of smoke from the heat, my skin chilled and goosebumps were left wherever his hands traveled. “You’re so beautiful, did you know that?”
I almost blushed, but then realized it was Matt telling me those words, and no one else. If I was so beautiful, why had he reduced me to nothing? “No,” I answered sincerely.
He kissed my neck seductively. “You are.”
I wanted to wriggle out of his grasp and just sleep for a very long time, but it didn’t happen.
In a sick way, I enjoyed it as he took me roughly in the shower. Then I fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.
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Well, that's all I have done. Now comes the fun part, getting to write again! Let me know if you love it, or hate it. Cuz you're supposed to do both. =D
Yours truly.
Asphyxiate.Me.Baby.