Keep the rain [CL16]

Chapter 9 - Charles's P.O.V.

This chapter contains explicit sexual content and may be distressing to some readers. If you don't feel comfortable reading smut, please skip this chapter.

I thought about kissing Athena before.

I mean I've had a crush on her ever since I was 12, so I imagined what it would like to be to kiss her.

Many times.

But no imagination would ever come close to the actual feeling her lips on mine gave me.

Every atom in my body was electrified and my lips were tingling.

Everything went out of focus.
The only thing that mattered was the way her lips felt and how her body was pressed on mine.

She moved her lips against mine and my tongue pushed against her lips, asking for entrance.

She opened her lips a little and I entered her mouth with my tongue, meeting hers.

After a few seconds she parted our lips and took a deep breath.

She quickly stepped back, separating our bodies completely.
My thoughts were filled with concern, pushing away the pleasure from before.

Did I do something wrong? Was she already regretting the kiss?

But instead of walking away, she grabbed my hand and pulled me off the dance floor, towards the bathrooms.

We went into the dark hallway, her hand still tightly in mine.

Back here, the music was barely audible.

It was just me and her.
The world cut off from our moment.

Once we arrived the end of the hallway she turned around.

She looked me in the eyes, a storm behind hers.
I saw so many emotions in her, not a single one being anger.

Attraction, lust, love.

I could swear, right in that moment she looked at me like she did all those years before.

Lovingly.

Her chest was moving up and down fast.
I walked closer to her, trapping her between the wall and my body, like I imagined in the elevator two weeks ago.

Like a predator traps his prey.

My put each of my hands on one side of her head and hovered my lips over hers.

I could smell her, being that close to her.
Fruity and sweet.

„This doesn't mean we're friends." she growled.

My lips pulled into a smile.

„Yeah, right." I said sarcastically and pulled back.
„I can just walk away again, if that's what you want." I proposed.

„No!" she pulled me back on my collar.

„Don't you dare stop."

„Only..." she attached her lips to my neck and began sucking.

„Only if..." I traced off again as her tongue met my skin and her nails caressed my arms faintly.

„you admit..."

Her lips left my neck and I already anticipated the moment I could feel them again on my skin.

„Admit what?" she smirked and looked up at me through half open eyes.
Her fingers hocked into the loops of my pants, pulling slightly.