Love Thy Neighbor
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Romance › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
2,248
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
A Different Experience
Note: I wrote Chapter 4 in three seperate sittings, so you should probably go back and make sure you didn\'t miss anything.
Disclaimer: This story\'s characters, settings, and plot belong to me.
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So, how do I describe what an average day was like for me after that? A blur. A swirling blur that I became engulfed in, and in which I experienced so many changes. It was unclear early on, but Rion had saved me from my inner insecurities that I tried so hard to bury deep - he had dove into the prison that was made up of my darkest thoughts and carried me out into the light of day.
But I don\'t want to get too poetic. As one of the members of Bloody Moor, Eithan, would probably put it, \"I\'m not a fucking Shakespeare incarnate.\"
Anyway, my life was changed once again about a month later - Bloody Moor would definitely be moving out soon - in a rather bittersweet way.
It was two-o-clock P.M., and I was still asleep. That was just how I was, but still, even that was unusally late for me. Of course, everyone had adjusted to the fact that I usually slept late, and so, for that reason, I wasn\'t bothered or worried about. And, now, Bloody Moor no longer played their songs at full blast right outside my door.
I was just waking up when I heard a knock on my door. \"Can I come in? There\'s something you ought to know.\" It was Rion.
\"Yeah, okay.\"
He opened the door and approached the bed, sitting down on the edge. \"Weren\'t you supposed to work on the release of that new album?\" he asked.
\"Oh! Yeah, I do! Shit! I gotta get up...!\"
I was almost sitting up when Rion laughed and said, \"I was kidding. That\'s two days from now.\"
\"Oh,\" I said, \"Yeah, I remember now...\" and I continued, speaking in a much more brave, casual tone than how I felt, \"Then...I thought of something...\"
\"Oh, yeah? What\'s that?\"
Without answering with words, I leaned forward and kissed him. I could tell he realized what I meant, and so he relaxed, willingly continuing the kiss.
He lowered me down so that I was laying flat on the bed, and positioned himself at an odd angle - beside me yet above me - and began working on unbuttoning my nightwear shirt. When the last button was finally undone, he didn\'t bother to completely remove it, but instead let it lay in a puddle-like form around my elbows.
He moved his hands, which had previously been cupping my face, down my neck until they reached my chest, which he promptly began to gently caress.
Finally unlatching it from mine, Rion moved his mouth down my bare stomach and to the waistband of my pants. He inserted his thumbs about a centimeter in and used them to pull my pants down, them moved his hands to the bottom of my legs and tauntingly inched them upward, until he reached...ah...you know.
He decided against going oral, and explored between my legs with one hand, while pulling himself back up to kiss me again. This one was even more thorough and passionate than any of the previous ones, and I must admit I enjoyed every second.
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So, how did a little bit of sex change my life? It was my first time. Yes, before that, I had been a virgin, which is kind of pathetic for a eighteen-year-old celeb. You\'d think there\'d be quite a few people flocking me. But it never happened.
Disclaimer: This story\'s characters, settings, and plot belong to me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`````
So, how do I describe what an average day was like for me after that? A blur. A swirling blur that I became engulfed in, and in which I experienced so many changes. It was unclear early on, but Rion had saved me from my inner insecurities that I tried so hard to bury deep - he had dove into the prison that was made up of my darkest thoughts and carried me out into the light of day.
But I don\'t want to get too poetic. As one of the members of Bloody Moor, Eithan, would probably put it, \"I\'m not a fucking Shakespeare incarnate.\"
Anyway, my life was changed once again about a month later - Bloody Moor would definitely be moving out soon - in a rather bittersweet way.
It was two-o-clock P.M., and I was still asleep. That was just how I was, but still, even that was unusally late for me. Of course, everyone had adjusted to the fact that I usually slept late, and so, for that reason, I wasn\'t bothered or worried about. And, now, Bloody Moor no longer played their songs at full blast right outside my door.
I was just waking up when I heard a knock on my door. \"Can I come in? There\'s something you ought to know.\" It was Rion.
\"Yeah, okay.\"
He opened the door and approached the bed, sitting down on the edge. \"Weren\'t you supposed to work on the release of that new album?\" he asked.
\"Oh! Yeah, I do! Shit! I gotta get up...!\"
I was almost sitting up when Rion laughed and said, \"I was kidding. That\'s two days from now.\"
\"Oh,\" I said, \"Yeah, I remember now...\" and I continued, speaking in a much more brave, casual tone than how I felt, \"Then...I thought of something...\"
\"Oh, yeah? What\'s that?\"
Without answering with words, I leaned forward and kissed him. I could tell he realized what I meant, and so he relaxed, willingly continuing the kiss.
He lowered me down so that I was laying flat on the bed, and positioned himself at an odd angle - beside me yet above me - and began working on unbuttoning my nightwear shirt. When the last button was finally undone, he didn\'t bother to completely remove it, but instead let it lay in a puddle-like form around my elbows.
He moved his hands, which had previously been cupping my face, down my neck until they reached my chest, which he promptly began to gently caress.
Finally unlatching it from mine, Rion moved his mouth down my bare stomach and to the waistband of my pants. He inserted his thumbs about a centimeter in and used them to pull my pants down, them moved his hands to the bottom of my legs and tauntingly inched them upward, until he reached...ah...you know.
He decided against going oral, and explored between my legs with one hand, while pulling himself back up to kiss me again. This one was even more thorough and passionate than any of the previous ones, and I must admit I enjoyed every second.
~~
So, how did a little bit of sex change my life? It was my first time. Yes, before that, I had been a virgin, which is kind of pathetic for a eighteen-year-old celeb. You\'d think there\'d be quite a few people flocking me. But it never happened.