Marcos had no problems in staying naked even though Paris did. He seemed to want this, enjoy this, like he wanted to have something like this all along.Did it make Paris uncomfortable? It did. He wanted to ask the male if he knew what was going to happen, but it was also obvious Marcos didn't.He just seemed excited.Both males had stripped off their clothes, worn their respective headbands and pushed the tail up their asses, (for Paris it hurt like hell, but Marcos did it like he had done it many times. He hated it.)Now, they both knelt on all fours, their heads bent while vibrations went through every single nerve cell on their body.Their lips lingered on the high heeled boots of Alex who now had dark makeup on with her hair in an upright ponytail, a bust corset top and a leather skirt that brought out all the curves in her body they rarely ever saw.She was like a walking wet dream.They both knew not to speak, or make a sound. Each moan was muffled and each plea for them to org
momitchAre you up for a date, Sunshine?It had been an hour since he agreed to going on a date with her. Since she told him to come over. At first, Paris had been shocked at the question. She had gone radio silent for three days, and suddenly texted him, asking him out on a date?A part of him felt that she wanted to compensate for not being there for him, but the other part knew she wouldn't do that. Alex survived on pissing him off.Still, he had gotten a little excited and told Elise, who had gotten more excited than him. "So that means you're together now?"Paris had stared at his Mother, confusion on his face. "Together?"She nodded. "I'm aware it's only sexual."She had not been lying when she said those words. It was true. They were just... Pet and Owner with slight benefits. She hadn't asked him out, and he hadn't asked her either, but that was soon going to change.When both of them were alone during their date, he would ask out, and he was sure she wouldn't say no.Paris
Later, they were in a park, sitting under a tree with it's shade hovering over them. Alex in the middle, Paris by her right and Marcos laying on her lap while he used some crayons in his colouring book.Alex stayed quiet, hands moving through Marcos' hair. She hadn't said a word to Paris ever since they left the Ice Cream shop, and as much as he liked pissing her off, he didn't like silent treatment. "Alex, I—""Don't apologize," She didn't sound upset. Instead, she sounded calm. Like she wasn't surprised. "I understand why you must have thought I tricked you earlier, which I did in the beginning. I wanted Eros in littlespace so you'd get to know each other better, and I left you both alone, to get him comfortable with you, but not to mock you. Still, that's how we met? Your first impression on me, and how everyone sees me..."Paris sat erect. He didn't like the fact she was comparing him to everyone. He knew most people already treated her like they'd rather never see her, and he was
Olivia Rodrigo - Traitor.(In truth, the song doesn't exactly go with the chapter but listening to it and writing had me shedding like one tear, or two, lol. And she's good too, yeah)~Marcos woke up with a pounding head. His phone laid on his desk with the screen still on. He stared at it for a while before reaching out and holding it, staring at the notifications on it.Messages from Mommy.He didn't bother to read them. Instead, he opened his phone and called her. She picked after two rings, her voice soft as she spoke, "Baby?"He sniffed, one hand going out to rub his left eye. "A? Sorry, I just woke up."There were some noises in the background that he could tell was her adjusting her desk. She was always up so early reading. "It's fine. How are you? You sound exhausted,""I feel it," He said. The memories of yesterday coming to him in tiny fragments and danced around his head as he heard her say, "You remember yesterday?""Mhm," The sound came out from his chest like a small
Andrea wasn't letting him go today.Marcos found out he had meant it figuratively. That after they went shopping for clothes he wanted Marcos to wear, for a party on Friday, and after, would let him go, their deal ending permanently.He had finally found a way to get out of his little space when he showered, sitting his bath tub when he was done and counting backwards. Alex usually joined him when he wanted to and he had tried calling her to join him but her phone was off.At first, he thought she was with Paris, but he killed the thought. Sunday was their day, right? So she wouldn't. He knew Alex. She wasn't like that.Besides, what would he tell her if she asked why he was doing it in his bathroom or why he couldn't just wait for her?. That he wanted her to get him out of his space because there was someone outside taking advantage of it? Today was Sunday. No one was supposed to be with him.And if she had come and seen him.—Honestly, he wasn't sure what he wanted anymore. For her
Jurrivh- I'll always love you.(ah, can't find it.)~Alex stared at her new phone. Third one in what? A month? She let out a sigh, her eyes now at the books on her desk. The result to the exam she had written were out, and she had passed, really well. Not that she didn't expect that.Still, she couldn't exactly celebrate.Not after Sunday.Adriana had let Alex clean her as usual, and everything had been fine. That was until she was cleaning the kitchen and Hezekiah called.She wanted to ignore it. The old man already knew not to call her when she was home, but she couldn't. The results to the exam she wrote was going to be out soon and she knew she was going to ace it, and if she did, they'd be enough money for her till she got another exam to write, a scholarship one, and when she got to college, she'd never need his help again.So she picked. "I've told you never to call. Just text,""I know, I..." She could hear Hezekiah breathe in for a few seconds then out before saying, "Just w
In the box was a black signet ring that a gold glowing gemstone on it while the inner part of the ring, around the band, were the engraving of the words et lux in tenebris lucet. "And light shines in darkness," She said, "I've wanted to give you this in a long time. You can breathe now. It's not a wedding ring." Hermes let out a breath before he looked at her. "How— It was you. That night..." "I'm hurt you don't remember, and glad I was the only one you used that horrible line on." "I did remember, looking at you now. You look... Different like this. And I looked for you, I did but I sort of thought you were older..." "I am. With five months." He rose an eyebrow at her. "Really?" "Does it matter?" Alex asked though she knew to someone like Paris, it probably did matter as she said, "Do you know why I give you this?" "Because you're a horrible gift giver that might have slightly improved?" "Because you proved to me, what it meant." She said, smiling now. "That on darkness, the
Isak Danielson- Remember to remember me.~Marcos stared down at his hands which were currently squeezing and digging into the black pants he was wearing tightly. His nails looked... Horrible, considering how many times he had bitten into it.He sat in between Abuela, and Maria, seated in a church he hadn't been in... How many years? Seven? Eight? He hadn't expected he'd ever come back after Papa's death, or he never though he'd when he was still this young.They were so many people here that he thought he was going to pass out from how choking it felt. He knew they couldn't possibly have known Adriana, could they? They were probably just friends, or acquaintances of Hezekiah, or Xander, maybe. He didn't know. He didn't even know about today. Abuela was the one who found out.Marcos still found it hard to believe. Hard to actually think she was gone.It had been a week after the party, and he could remember screaming at Andrea, who didn't seem like he could give two fucks about Marc