Status: Warning: Some sexual content.
Suicide Season
Oliver.
"We could what???" Shae asked, scooting closer to me and raising her eyebrows.
"Oh, nothing," I answered nervously.
"Oh, really? I think I know what you want," she smirked and kissed me. We began to undress each other, quickly and greedily.
"Oh my god, it is you," I gasped when I saw the stars tattooed from her ribcage all the way down to her right thigh. She had her bellybutton double pierced and had another tattoo, a rose, on her left hip.
She smiled as she removed my last piece of clothing, my boxers. Just like old times. I kissed her on the lips, then along the jawline, and her neck.
I was so happy. She was mine.
"Oh, nothing," I answered nervously.
"Oh, really? I think I know what you want," she smirked and kissed me. We began to undress each other, quickly and greedily.
"Oh my god, it is you," I gasped when I saw the stars tattooed from her ribcage all the way down to her right thigh. She had her bellybutton double pierced and had another tattoo, a rose, on her left hip.
She smiled as she removed my last piece of clothing, my boxers. Just like old times. I kissed her on the lips, then along the jawline, and her neck.
I was so happy. She was mine.