The Misfit

Fools in love

"Ok, I sent a text to Eli telling him where I am so they won't freak out, and I get grounded." I said while sitting next to Ren on the bed.

"Why Eli and not your parents?" Ren questioned. I leaned back onto the bed. "Because I don't want to talk to them right now, that is the last thing I need." I said which made him look back at me, with a raised eye brow.

My eyes caught the beautiful line work of a new tattoo that sat on his collar bone almost where mine was. I wonder what it was?

"Is that a new one?" I asked while nodding my head toward it. He looked at me confused for a second probably confused why I changed the topic so fast.

I sat up and tapped his collar bone through his shirt and a look of understanding crossed his face. He nodded while looking down at me. "I don't know how you noticed I have so many."

A blush formed on my cheeks and he chuckled. "Can I see it?" I asked in a shy voice. He had a smirk on his face before he pulled off his shirt. It was a line of small cursive writing. I quickly flipped down the glasses that were holding my hair back. He chuckled at that and turned more so I could read it.

"We are all fools in love."

A big smile spread over my face, as I read it. It was one of my favorite quotes from Pride and prejudice.

"I love this, when did you get it." I ask in excitement.

"I thought you would, I got it two days ago" he said explaining in a singsong voice, which only made my smile grow even more.

"It's amazing, what's the meaning behind it?" I said while slowly dragging my finger along the bottom of it.

"Can't tell you now, but someday I will" He said while tapping the tip of my nose.

I swatted his chest, "that's not fair you know how nosy I am." I giggled.

Then he leaned over so that he was close to my face. I felt his fingers brush away the hairs covering my collar bone. He then drug his finger over the tattoo he gave me.

"Fine I will tell you... but only if you tell me what this one means." He said while looking into my eyes.

I felt my heart flutter in my chest and my cheeks become flushed. The look he was giving me could make me cave in seconds, only he has this effect on me.

"Fine, promise." I said holding out my pinkie. He smiled and hooked his with mine without breaking eye contact.

"The Rose represents the nickname you gave me. I know it sounds cheesy, but it makes me feel special, it makes me feel happy." I said. He stared at me and I saw a slight blush on his cheeks, which I found absolutely adorable. He cleared his throat and broke our eye contact while stealing a quick glance at the tattoo.

"As you know this is a line from Pride and Prejudice. The first book I ever talked to you about. I remember I found you curled up by the window reading it. You told me all about it and I couldn't help but find it absolutely adorable. From then on Pride and Prejudice has been our book. I wanted something to symbolize, my own personal happiness. And all that came to mind was you." He said while fiddling with his hands. I felt butterfly's flutter in my stomach when he said I was his personal happiness.

"That's beautiful, I love it" I said which made him look up at me. The longer I stared at him the more I wanted to touch him, and I think he was thinking the same thing because he started to lean in closely. He dipped his head and lightly traced my tattoo with his lips.

"I'm glad it makes you feel special, because you are". He said between kisses, each kiss caused me to become more hypnotized by his touch. He slowly traced the kisses up my neck. They were slow and tender, each one lingering on my skin. Once he reached just below my jaw line he started sucking on the sensitive skin. My head tilted back to give him more room and I hummed in delight as he continued to attack my skin with kisses. I felt his teeth graze against my neck and he gently bit down leaving me in need of more.

"Your beautiful." He said while leaving a soft kiss on my jaw and then on my lips.

"So fucking gorgeous." He said while place a Kiss on me between each word.

Once we brought our lips together again it started out as a light and sweet. Our lips were moving in a slow rhythm with each other, complementing each other. Then I felt his warm tongue press against my lips, which I happily opened allowing him access to my mouth.

His hand was conjoined with mine, pinning it to the bed. But his other was wildly caressing my exposed waist from where my shirt rode up a bit. Every place he touched it left a trail of fire, making my skin crave his touch. I felt the soft hum of pleasure behind my lips, but I had to bite back my moans.

My other free hand was playing with his soft strands of hair. I tugged a little harder as our kiss grew more intense. He grunted in pleasure and he slowly brought his knee up between my thighs, applying pressure where I desperately needed it.

"Warren, please" I let out a breathy moan. I felt him grip my hip tight, letting me know that he liked that.

"Knock, knock, knock, Dinner is ready guys, we have been waiting for you for fifteen minutes" Asher said from behind the door. We both abruptly pulled apart and whip our heads towards the door.

"Ok, we will be out in a minute." Ren yelled. Once we heard Asher walk away we both let out a big breath. We sat in silence for a few minutes and exchanged a few glances.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to rush, I want our first time together to be special." He said with a deep blush rising up his neck.

I can't believe I just did that, but I know I was in a safe place. If I was uncomfortable I would have told him and I know he would stop.

"It's ok. I trust you with this, but I don't want to upset you if I'm not able to go the whole way for a little bit." I said not making eye contact with him.

I felt his warm hand take my hand and give it a little squeeze. I looked up at him, and stared right back with a small smile.

"I'm glad you trust me, but we can go at any pace. Like I said before I'm fine waiting as long as I have you by my side." He explained.

I couldn't help but blush. I stood up and placed a kiss right on his sternum, because that is what was eye level for me. Then I pulled him into a tight hug to hide my blush that was forming.

"This is something I would wait an eternity to have." He whispered into my ear. He always has a way of making me feel so giddy.

I pulled him down closer to me wanting his body to keep mine warm. "Why do you have to always make me blush." I said in a aggravated tone.

"Oh don't complain I know you love my words, just as much as I love making you blush." He placed a small kiss on the top of my head before letting go.

"Why don't you go put on your hoodie on, and then we can eat. He said while pulling on his t shirt.

I gave him a confused look, "why I'm not cold." I said while crossing my arms. Which was a mistake because I saw his eyes travel down to my boobs which had been pushed together.

"Rosebud are you teasing me?" He questioned with amusement under his tone. I groaned in embarrassment, and unfolded my arms.

"It's ok, as long as it's only me who sees that. Speaking of, Sweatshirt?" He suggested while handing it to me.

"Fine" I said while rolling my eyes while heading toward the bath room. When I got in there I looked at the mirror only for my blush to grow.

My eyes almost popped out of my head when they landed on the dark hickeys that littered my neck and the top of my breasts. "Warren Anthony Holloway" I gasped.

"Someone is sassy today" he groaned out while snaking his hands around my waist. I swatted at his arms but he only tightened them. "Look at what you did, I guess I have to wear the hoodie."

He peered over my shoulder at the mirror. He then traced them with his fingers, " what, do you not like my art work, because I thought it was beautiful?". He smirked.

It's official, Warren Anthony Holloway will be the death of me.