Fuel to the Fire.

Can we have a talk today?

I looked down at the text from John; I had a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. This could go either way, good or bad. Later that day I came to an empty house, Emma’s been spending a lot of time at Jeff’s house. I sat down on the couch eating a cold pizza and watching Friends when I heard the door knock. I yelled a “Come in!” and saw John walking into the door. Last night was too much for any of us to control, no we didn’t have sex we just ended up going as far as he would let me.
“I could have been a serial killer.”
“Fuck it.”
He sat down next to me and grabbed the book out of my hand before handing it back. I put the piece of paper to hold the spot I was at and looked over at John giving him my full attention. He scratched the back of his neck with his smirk.
“So about last night.”
“Yeah?” I asked not really caring as I took a bite out of my pizza.
“I hate fighting with you.”
“I hate fighting with you too.”
“So set things straight, I really like you Dylan-“
“But”, I said cutting him off, he hated that.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“How are you going to hurt me?”
“I don’t want a relationship right now.”
I nodded my head and looked up at him opening my mouth “Either do I.”
“Obviously there’s a crazy attraction between us but I don’t want to push my luck with you.”
“Please stop quoting The Strokes and just tell me what you mean.”
“I don’t want to just have sex with you.”
“And you don’t want to have a relationship either?”
“Yeah.”
“But you like me and youre attracted to me.”
“Yeah.”
“You’re one confusing guy”, I said laughing reaching for the soda on the table and bring it to my lips.
“You made me this way!”
“John seriously let’s not over analyze this. I like you, obviously more than a friend. I like kissing you; I would like to have sex with you. Just throwing that out there”, I said making him laugh. “But I don’t want a boyfriend; can we just be friend with benefits?”
“The thing about friends with benefits is I’m a jealous guy.”
“John! I swear to fucking god I’m going to strangle you.”
“I can get into that.”
I reached over giving him a soft kiss. He pulled away and gave me another kiss this time deepening it. I pushed him down taking me down with him. I straddled his hips as our kiss got deeper and more intense. I felt his hands wonder from my hips to gripping my butt and pulling me closer to him. I pulled away and worked my way down his jaw and on to his neck.
“Can we just go with the flow?”
He leaned in and kissed me. I pulled away with his lip in between my teeth. He looked up at me grabbing on to me harder.
“Dylan.”
“Por favor mi amor.”
“Oh fuck”, he said leaning and kissing me.
“Si?”
“Si! Si!” he said laughing and turning me over on my back.
“Can you stop being a pussy?”
“I can’t promise that”, he said before giving me soft kisses on my neck.
“We can take it slow”, I said pushing myself into him kissing on his neck, softly sucking.
“Okay.”
“Muy lento.”
“No more Spanish!”
“Por que?”
“You don’t know what you’re doing to me”, he said as I kissed his neck making my way back to his ear.
“Dime.”
I heard him groan in my ear before kissing me deeper, letting his hands roam my body. I pulled away from him sitting up on his lap, he looked up at me with confusing.
“We should take it slow”, I said with a smirk.
“Is this payback?”
“Oh yeah.”