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I'll Be The Hottest Threads You'll Wear Tonight He kissed me with more passion, and I got a little dizzy. I ran my fingers through his hair, and kissed him passionately, exploring his mouth with my tongue. I held him close to me, I needed more from him. I really hoped he wanted what I wanted because if he didn't it was about to get really awkward.
I ran my hands up and down his sides, still kissing him. How am I gonna get the bandages off? That'd make it even more awkward. Unless of course he had some weird bandage fetish. I giggled a little, "what?" I smiled, "Awkward thought. Sorry." Nice one Adam. I pushed that thought away, and worked my hands down, tugging at the bottom of his shirt. Then I tugged on his belt loop, smiling. I had to remind myself that psychology he was a virgin. Meaning he wasn't expirienced. I prepared myself for questions, or having to explain things I was doing.
I'm Sick Of Layin' Down AloneYea I'm awake Sorry about falling asleep " I smiled a little, "No need to be sorry. I'm pretty sure I fell asleep before you did."
"I had another nightmare But I'm alright now. It just startled me a little." I frowned. He seemed to have nightmares a lot. Which was understandable.
"Should we get some rest and go to bed..?" go to bed. I couldn't believe I was thinking like such a pervert. I doubted he'd want that especially since he just got done spilling his guts about it all just a few hours ago. I shook my head, disgusted with my thoughts.
"You've got another concert to go to You need rest more than me if you're going to do what you did last night " I smiled, "I did that special for you. Its gonna be an accoustic show. No wiggling required. For the most part." I then picked him up, and took him to the bedroom.
What They Need In This World Is Some LoveI sat down on the couch as I watched him rummage through my small collection of movies/
"which one?" he held up two movies. Both of them were good, but I liked the left one better. He put the other back, then put the movie in, and came over and sat by me. I smiled wide as he closed is eyes and leaned into me. I moved my arms so he could rest his head on my chest, then wrapped them around him gently. I loved having him so close. He tilted his head up to smile at me, and I returned the smile. His cheeks turned red. He was so cute!
I leaned down and kissed his cheek, then sat back up and closed my eyes. It had been a long day. My body was sore all over from the concert, and throwing up so much. i was exhausted, but I fought sleep. I wanted to stay up with him and watch the movie at least. I felt him rest his hand on my thigh, and I smiled again. Dirty thoughts ran through my mind, if he just moved his hand a little... I shook my
Commission for HorseAnn123 part 1 I walked into our three bedroom apartment. Not that we needed the third one, but we liked it. We loved it. It had warm colors all through it, deep reds and blues, except in the bathroom, which was a dark egg shell color. I didn't much like that. The carpet was dark brown. It was a dim kind of house, even the lights were dim. But I liked it. It was warm. Almost like a cave. So much different than the testing facilities.
I looked around, "Cecilie?" I heard a rustling in the kitchen, and smiled. There she was. My love. It didn't matter that I was more than twice her age, we loved each other. That was all that mattered. My name is Wheatley. I don't have a last name. I'm just Wheatley. I really never learned Cecilie's last name, it wasn't important anyways. If I didn't have one why should she?
I walked into the kitchen slowly, and saw her leaning over a pot. "Hey! I'm home!" She turned to me and smiled
Honey Are You Up There Now? He helped me out to the car, and even had to buckle me in. Its hard to buckle a seat belt when its a snake to you. He got in, and drove back to the hotel. "I think I'm gonna have to use some of your meds. I wanna feel how you do." He giggled, and I nodded stupidly back, "I think my feet are untied Landon!" I laughed, "Big laaaauuuugh!"
We drove for a few minutes in silence. Well kind of. I kept giggling randomly, and every time we hit a bump in the road I'd go "wooooo!" I was trippin.
"By the way, I'm fine. I didn't even need to go get checked out." I smiled, my medicated brain acknowledging that. "Yay..." His face turned a deep red, "I uhh Had a big gas bubble and it really hurt. It felt like what really happens when I'm about to Yea. So I'm fine. I'm great." I smiled, "Yaaaay! Good! Good good good!" I was genuinely happy he was just fine, but my medicated state just, amplified it.
My Kaleidoscopic They took me in first, which practically made me lose my cool. I felt like punching them in the face. Landon needed it. I just had some cuts in my hand.
I fidgeted as the doctor examined my hand. He nodded a little, "We'll have to get this glass out." I didn't realize I had actually gotten it in my hands. I really didn't even realize my hands hurt until they started checking them out. Now they burned like fire. It felt like I just pushed them into a feild of nettles and ran my hands up and down the leaves. It felt like... well like glass was in them.
They carefully picked the pieces out, and i fought tears. That was the worst feeling I've ever felt. It burned, and stung, and even ached. I tried to keep my mind off the pain, and on Landon. I hoped he was ok. I had a terrible image of him lying in a hospital bed, hooked up to all their monitors and stuff. I whimpered, and closed my eyes.
Part whatever(just cuz idk what number it is.) "Another thing I have two scars on my chest. One is from my uncle. The other I've had a heart transplant. No wait, two. I have a weird condition. I can't remember what it's called, but the thing is that if I get over excited, or over anything, my heart could possibly stop. It's not a big chance, but when there's a possibility, it hurts. Really bad" I whimpered. Don't say its hurting, don't say its hurting. Oh gosh please. Just don't. say. it. hurts. I was already in a panic, with myself and with Landon.
"Adam, it hurts..." I grimaced. I didn't know if I could handle this anymore. There was so much...
I brushed the glass off the passenger side seat, cutting my hands to pieces, then put him in, and got in. "You're gonna be ok. You will be ok." I wasn't sure if i was reassuring myself or him, either way, I hoped it helped. The other side screamed at me, JUST LEAVE HIM BY T
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