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“You know what? I’m going to take you somewhere cool, you won’t regret it promise!”
Felix suddenly proclaimed, turning to the side to face her girlfriend Christine.
They were sitting on a slightly slippery wooden bench near a cafe, one of their first meetings after all that time in the circus, the warm sunlight filtering from the pine leaves was gently kissing their skin and giving a fuzzy, comfortable feeling: ephemeral, but utterly gorgeous. “Huh? Where is it? What is it?” The young woman curiously asked. “No spoilers, shortstack” Felix joked, giving her a playfully malicious smirk.
Christine giggled, her feet dangling from the bench, looking at her worn out red converse shoes, the same pair since she was 19. “Totally incorrigible” she though, her brain filling the blank immediately after: “and so perfect”. After a quick fixing of her micro-bangs, she grabbed her lover’s hand, feeling the rough skin and caressing his knuckles with her thumb, glancing at his bitten, chipped nails. She knew that, behind his apparently asshole-y façade, he was a very anxious person. “Let’s go now, i know a nice spot” he beckoned, tilting his head to the side slightly and enthusiastically dragging Christine down the street, earning a soft laugh from the girl which was pure melody to his ears. He didn’t have the courage to express that yet though, way too cheesy for him.
The only sounds that were audible as they walked down the woods were the crunch of dried down leaves and dirt they stepped on, the quiet rustle of leaves shaken by the late summer breeze, and the occasional smack of the pecks christine gave felix on the cheek. Finally, after about 10 minutes, they came across a small wooden base, looking like it was built by a teenager’s bare hands, although quite stable.
FELIX’S HIDEOUT
a small, handwritten tag on the wall. Christine smiled and chuckled at the sight; “Did you build this all by yourself?” “Yeah, when i was like… fifteen or sixteen? I guess..” he answered; “I used to hang out with my old friends here, fortunately it’s still standing, apart from some small cracks in the walls. Some kids even stole a table with all the chairs one time, i remember being so fucking furious about that shit. Nowadays i usually go there when i want to smoke alone or just space out or stuff like that”. He bent slightly so he could easily enter through the small door, and so did Christine. A small portable fridge, a surprisingly clean mattress with some cushions, an old, blue plush couch and a plastic table with stools made up all the furniture. A dusty, earthy and vague cigarette smell permeated everything in there, she found it peculiar, but subconsciously comforting. It made her heart feel lighter, like it was purifying it even just for a while. Maybe a scent that her brain connected with some memory it forgot to remember. Or maybe because it smelled like him.
It smelled like Felix. Like Jax.
That insufferable asshole she loved so deeply.
The tall, lanky boy slouched sluggishly on the couch, patting the spot next to him and inviting her to sit down, and so she did, slowly scooting closer to her lover and resting her head on his thighs. Felix started to play with her hair, twirling them around his fingers and lazily raking through them, something that he knew she loved, earning a peaceful smile from the petite young woman. He took advantage of this brief moment of silence to simply admire her.
Her messy short hair, her chipped black nail polish, her slightly sunburnt cheeks, and her crooked smile.
He was in awe, utterly captivated. God, how could someone be this beautiful?
But Felix didn’t dare to utter a single word. His throat was eating the letters as soon as they tried to climb up to his mouth. Swallowing the lump that was forming in his throat, he wrapped an arm around the back of her head, cupped her face and leaned down to place a gentle kiss on her lips. He then pulled away, pausing just an inch away from her mouth to breathe eachother’s air. That’s when Christine got up, sitting on his legs, and tangled her hand in his short, shaven hair.
Caressing his nape with her thumb, she got closer and closer to his lips, huffing almost inaudibly, and, like a knock on the door, she poked the center with the tip of her tongue, gently asking for the permission to enter. Felix wasted no time and closed the gap between their mouths, massaging and swirling his tongue around his girlfriend’s, occasionally sucking her bottom lip into his mouth. He could tell from the little gasps and sped up breathing that she was really needy. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he gently maneuvered her in a way so that she could straddle him, pulling her closer, and slowly making his way down from her hips to rest his hand on her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. Startled, Christine quivered slightly under his touch and made a strangled noise. He pulled away from her hungry lips, already swollen from their effusions. “You didn’t like that? I can always stop if you want to, that’s okay. Just promise to tell me beforehand”. Looking at him with pure love in her eyes, Christine placed her hand on his head, caressing his hair with her thumb: “It was just a bit sudden, but I liked it, so please keep going. And I promise you that” she murmured. And so, they joined their lips together again, desperately needy to pour all their love into the other through their mouth.
“That… was… something” said Christine while finally backing off with a wet smack. They were both panting and their cheeks were stained a deep red. Wiping off a string of drool by her mouth from the makeout session, she started to weakly hump him, clenching her hands into his oversized dark purple t-shirt and holding him as if she was about to fall into a bottomless pit, muffling their sounds into each other’s neck crook.
“My… God.. You’re so goddamn handsome.. When you’re like this.. My beautiful boy..” Christine whispered, letting her words flow out like sweet syrup, lightly grazing his neck with her nails and nibbling at his collarbone. “Too sappy.. ” he cooed, patting her back, letting his hand move lower, to the hem of her tank top. “Can I?” he asked sweetly. She nodded with a smile, as he started to slowly and carefully hike it up, past her head, and threw it aside, revealing her white strapless bra. She tilted her head in shame, using an arm to cover her small cleavage. Those tiny, fleshy mounds were nothing special for her, would he have liked that sight nevertheless?
“It’s… They’re so beautiful, Pom-Pom. I’d.. Like to touch them”. He had never lost the habit of calling her with this nickname. And he was staring at the humble chest blissfully just like a kid in a candy store. He reached out behind her back, and undid her bra with a swift movement, letting it fall gently to the ground. Fair pink, erected buds completed the artwork like a cherry on top of a cake. Awkwardly, Felix grabbed one and began fondling it, massaging his thumb around the nipple, earning an exhaled moan from the flustered girl. At the same time he took the other in his mouth and sucked on it gingerly, circling his tongue around it. he could feel her heart thumping loudly and her sternum humid with droplets of sweat.
Feeling more confident, Felix placed his hands on her bottom, picked her up in his arms and brought her to the mattress, laying her on the back and getting on top of the young woman. He let his hands roam all over her upper body, silkily but hungrily, almost as if he wanted to see if that small body was just a part of his fervid imagination, perhaps even an angel. Very, very slowly, he slipped his palm inside her shorts, and rubbed circles around her clit, applying slight pressure. Muttering his name, she started to buck her hips to match his movements, a wet spot growing bigger on her panties. His primal instincts were begging for him to take her right there right then, but he was quick to suppress them: he wanted to make her feel good first, and prepare her enough for later.
“Mhh.. It feels great Felix..” she murmured, “Can you go.. ngh… a little bit faster?”.
”Someone seems to be enjoying it, huh?”; lifting the small woman’s legs up, he carefully slid off her shorts and panties, leaving her completely naked with the exception of her red and blue striped socks. He couldn’t help but stare at the wet spot between her legs with an unimaginable hunger.
Geez, i wonder what it’s like to be inside of her.
With his head now nuzzled in the crook of her neck, he let his fingers slowly stroke her collarbone, descending in a sinewy line down to her waist, hips and, finally, her soaked slit, dipping and curling two fingers inside of her. Instinctively, she slammed her legs shut with a husky moan: looks like he had found her g-spot. After that, he began to slowly but steadily pump, curl and twist his digits in and out of her, all while carefully marking her neck with sloppy bites and rubbing her clit with his thumb, fueled by her soft whimpers and whines.
Looks like he had lots of experience..
“F-felix.. Fuuuck~ i’m close.. i’m so close..” Christine cried out with teary eyes, drowning in a pleasure that felt like a bottomless pit. “Shh.. i gotcha pretty girl.. you’re doing great, i’m here with you… i’ll take care of ya..” his mellow words drove her over the edge and she came hard around his fingers, jerking and trembling. He kissed her through it and slid a hand under her back to hold her closer, like she was the most precious thing in the world. To him, she was.
He finally pulled out his digits out of her, connected to her drenched core by a string of her juices, stroking her hair and cupping her cheek in the meanwhile, feeling her hot breath on his hand. “Are you ready enough, or you need something more?”
“‘M ready Felix.. please, just please let me feel you..” she scooted close to him, caressing his inner thigh and placing light pecks on it. His baggy jeans were becoming way too tight in between his legs. “Promise i’ll go slowly, okay?”
Unzipping his pants, he slowly kicked them away, letting them completely expose his fully erect member. Small beads of precum were already spilling.
His thoughts were running wild and he didn’t notice his girlfriend slowly taking off his t-shirt, staring at him with a hint of childlike curiosity.
Fuck, what if she doesn’t like it? Would she prefer someone with a better physique?
He wasn’t muscular, or toned whatsoever, and it was something he was self conscious about for as long as he could remember. He just didn’t feel comfortable in that cumbersome body, sometimes he wished he could just crawl out of his skin for a whole day.
“…Beautiful” She snapped him out of his spiraling thoughts, and moved closer, just an inch separating them. Oh, how he wished he could have stopped time in that moment.
Wasting no time, he went in for a deep kiss, savoring every inch of her intoxicating mouth, and he fell on top of her on the mattress.
“Wait a second… I don’t have any condoms with me.” Clarity painfully hit the young man. He scratched the back of his head and looked away in embarrassment.
“I do.”
His eyes lit up again. “I bought a small box because i knew that… well… this moment would’ve came.” Giggling slightly, the girl got up and picked up her small leather purse, which she left on the nearby table, and took out a small silver wrapper, carefully ripping it open and unrolling it on his shaft.
He positioned himself between her legs, spreading them slightly. “Ya ready?” he asked gently. She nodded in excitement, her eyes clouded in desire. “I really need you Felix”
Holding her closer to him as possible, he peppered humid kisses all over her face.
“I love you, Christine”
At the same time, he finally pushed himself into her, trying the best he could to not make her feel any pain. After what seemed to be like eternity, he finally reached the end of her tunnel, poking a particularly pleasurable spot. She hissed in pleasure as he stroked her hair in the meanwhile. It was a long time since she felt connected to someone in such a way that she felt like merging with the other. And it felt completely amazing, like she was wrapped in his warm body’s cozy blanket. “I love you” he kept repeating in between his slow thrusts, trying to bury himself as deep as he could inside of her tight pussy. It felt so good he had to channel all of his energy into trying to not come so soon. Without a warning, Christine placed her hand on Felix’s nape to pull him into a steamy kiss, wrapping both of her legs around his waist; she could tell he was getting close judging by his embarrassingly loud sounds muffled by her mouth and his pace becoming more erratic. “Y-you’re doing great Chri.. Taking me so good.. Shit you’re going to make me come if you keep looking at me like that..”
Grinning playfully, she dug her nails deeper into his back, licking and sucking at the crevice between his neck and collarbone: she knew it was his spot, and got rewarded with some harder thrusts. “Come for me Felix, you deserve it.. good boy.” Without any warning, he slammed himself against her hips hard with a loud groan, collapsing and trembling onto her, as she kissed and whispered him sweet nothings through the whole resolve. Gripping her hips, he slowly pulled out, Christine already missing the fullness that he gave her. But he suddenly noticed that her eyes were reddening. The post-orgasm hormones hit her like a tidal wave.
“Christine, are you.. crying?” The young woman glanced at him, and started sobbing uncontrollably, throwing herself into his arms. “I- I don’t know i just.. i feel like i miss you so bad, or maybe it’s just hormones, I DONT KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!!” Tears were streaming down her cheeks like a waterfall, and she almost struggled to breathe from how stuffy her nose was getting. “Shhh.. it’s okay baby… I’m here with you.. I won’t ever leave your side, i promise.”; he placed kisses all over her face and grabbed a napkin to wipe her tears and nose softly, placing a final kiss on her lips.
After tossing away the used condom, he put on his boxers again, then he opened the small fridge to get a water bottle, handing it to the flushed, sweaty girl sitting on the edge of the mattress. He raked his fingers through her messy hair and gave her a kiss on the cheek: “Good job, Jingles. Drink it all.” She opened the cap and took some small sips, refreshing herself. “Wanna listen to some music?”
He smiled as he watched her eyes light up in joy, knowing that she loved sharing earphones.
…
“I like this one a lot, i’m sure you will too” He said as he placed his phone nearby. “Wait, is this from Radiohead? Fuck i can’t remember how it’s called..” He chuckled slightly “Yeah, it’s go slowly. It’s my favorite song from them. Y’know, it kinda reminds me of you”
“Didn’t expect you to like radiohead. And damn, thank you. It sounds amazing.” She placed her hand on his chest, feeling his racing heartbeat, and traced circles and spirals on it with her fingertips.
…
”You want a cigarette? These are Winston One’s, pretty light.” Felix asked, lighting one up and taking a long hit. “Nah” Christine scoffed: “I actually can’t even inhale.” He exhaled deeply, letting the smoke flow out of his lips.
“Silly”
“Oh shut up, you” she punched his chest lightly,giggling. He turned his head away, faking anger with an exaggerated pout.
“I love you, dumb shortstack”
“Love ya too, stupid bunny”.
And so they both fell asleep, feeling the luckiest person in the universe to have crossed paths with eachother even after the circus.
Coincidentally, the song that played in the spotify shuffle afterwards was “true love waits” by radiohead.