Zero Percent
You Are One Tough Bitch
When I woke up I kept my eyes closed, but I could feel Party's arm's still wrapped around me. We were so close to each other our chest were pushed up against each others and I could feel his heart beating. His hot breath was on my forehead, it wasn't uncomfortable, it actually comforted me. He had even, soft breaths so I took it as he was still asleep, I didn't wanna do anything that would wake him so I kept my eyes close and tried to stay as still as I could. We were close enough that I could smell him as well, I inhaled deeply, he smelt kinda like vanilla and it seemed natural. I liked it.
Shit. I have a crush on one of my mentors. And he is way older than me, he looks about 22, or 23 and I'm barley 14. Ever since BL/ind took over age gaps weren't really a concern especially to killjoys, I mean, that's kinda where are main numbers come from, it's a lot easier if other killjoys just had kids with each other and those kids grew up to be killjoys instead of trying to recruit killjoys when they leave Battery City. But still even though the age gap didn't matter to society, it still felt weird to like someone who's almost 10 years older than me. I look older than 14, people have told me that I could pull off being 16.
To be honest I think Party and I would make a good match. From what I've seen of him so far he seems pretty caring and sincerer. And from what I heard about him, he is one tough motherfucker.
I was so lost in thought about what are life's would be like if Party and I started dating I didn't noticed I had my eyes open and Party had woken up and was staring at me. I probably never would have noticed if he hadn't pressed his lips to my forehead. Which broke me away from my thought and make me look up into his smiling face.
"Good morning Sugar." He whispered to me, stilling smiling down at me. I liked it when he called me that.
"Morning." I replied back with a smile looking back up at him.
He just kept smiling at me and pressed his lips to my forehead again. When he pulled away he sighed and sat up and walked over to his dressers and pulled out a semi clean shirt and walked over to the bed where I was still laying in. I sat up into a sitting position and pulled his blanket up so it covered my chest, since I wasn't want wearing a bra or pants.
He threw the newish shirt on the bed and pulled of his old one and tossed it to the corner of the room. He stood shirtless in front of me taking his precious time to change. I couldn't help but look at his 8 pack (which matched mine) and very muscular chest. As my eyes crept up to his face, he was giving me a questioning smirk, obviously he caught me staring at him. I felt my face turn red as I turned away from him.
"Like what you see Sugar?" He asked while smirking, and when I looked up at him he was flexing and running his hand up his abs.
"Maybe I do. What you gonna do about it?" I teased,
"This." Then he lunnged himself at me, crashing his lips on me as he did so and ran one of his hands through my hair and his other along my arm.
This was all too familiar to me, it reminded me of last night. Of how I was almost rapped by Kobra...
When Party poked his tongue onto my lips asking for entrance, I totally flipped the fuck out. I got so scared I kneed him in the balls and pushed him off the bed. My eyes were full of heavy tears that were falling hard down my face. I pulled the blanket up over my body and just sat there sobbing, with my arms wrapped around myself.
At first Party seemed a little confused as he clutched his balls in pain, then you could almost see this mind click, as he connected last night to what we were doing, or what we were about to do. He instantly hobbled over to the bed and reached his arms out to me but hesitated. He looked confused, almost as if he wanted to hug me or do something to try and comfort me but didn't know if he should touch me. And I wouldn't blame him, one mintute we were making out and the next I kicked his dick and practically threw him off me.
"Blue...." He barley whispered, "I am so so sorry, I crossed a line, I shouldn't have kissed you. That must have brought back unpleasant memories from last night. God I am such an idiot. I promise I wont do it again."
"No." I managed to say through my sobs.
"What?"
"I said no, Dont stop kissing or flirting with me, I like it, and I like you to but..... Its a little too soon for you know, anything more then kissing. Now can you please just come here and hug me."
"Okay," He said and sat on the bed next to me and wrapped his arms around me and started to hum, "I like you too, by the way."
"Good," I said wiping away my last tear, then I turned and pecked him on the lips. "If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?"
"Haha I'm 24." Party said.
"Damn, you pervert."
"Really, how old are you?"
"My lip's are sealed." As I kissed him again. He groaned into my lips but kept kissing me, but without tongue, which I was happy with. About 20 minutes later we were still kissing when he broke apart and I groaned in disappointment which only made him laugh.
"I need to put my shirt on if you don't mind." When he said that, I looked and just barley noticed he was still shirtless, when he caught my eyes wandering on his stomach, he began to flex. I laughed and ran my hands along his rock hard abs, I made my touches soft, in hopes of teasing him or getting some kind of reaction. And I got a small one out of him. He closed his eyes and breathed in sharply as I lightly traced his skin above his waistline. The faster I went the harder his breathes came and I could see a small tent forming in his pants, but all of a sudden he snapped his eyes open and grabbed my wrists.
"You need to stop." He said.
"But..... What?" I asked confused.
"Its no shock I'm getting hard but, if you keep going then I'm gonna wanna... you know, and I know your not ready so...." He trailed off.
"Oh, yeah, your right." I said turning away, but he grabbed my chin and pulled me into a soft kiss.
"I'm guessing you never seen an 8 pack before, I'm guessing your impressed." He said with a smirk.
"Not really." I said trying to sound board.
"What? Why is that?"
"Because of this." I said and lifted up my tang top, but just enough to show off my own abs.
"Damn," He said and kissed my abs. "You are one tough bitch."
Shit. I have a crush on one of my mentors. And he is way older than me, he looks about 22, or 23 and I'm barley 14. Ever since BL/ind took over age gaps weren't really a concern especially to killjoys, I mean, that's kinda where are main numbers come from, it's a lot easier if other killjoys just had kids with each other and those kids grew up to be killjoys instead of trying to recruit killjoys when they leave Battery City. But still even though the age gap didn't matter to society, it still felt weird to like someone who's almost 10 years older than me. I look older than 14, people have told me that I could pull off being 16.
To be honest I think Party and I would make a good match. From what I've seen of him so far he seems pretty caring and sincerer. And from what I heard about him, he is one tough motherfucker.
I was so lost in thought about what are life's would be like if Party and I started dating I didn't noticed I had my eyes open and Party had woken up and was staring at me. I probably never would have noticed if he hadn't pressed his lips to my forehead. Which broke me away from my thought and make me look up into his smiling face.
"Good morning Sugar." He whispered to me, stilling smiling down at me. I liked it when he called me that.
"Morning." I replied back with a smile looking back up at him.
He just kept smiling at me and pressed his lips to my forehead again. When he pulled away he sighed and sat up and walked over to his dressers and pulled out a semi clean shirt and walked over to the bed where I was still laying in. I sat up into a sitting position and pulled his blanket up so it covered my chest, since I wasn't want wearing a bra or pants.
He threw the newish shirt on the bed and pulled of his old one and tossed it to the corner of the room. He stood shirtless in front of me taking his precious time to change. I couldn't help but look at his 8 pack (which matched mine) and very muscular chest. As my eyes crept up to his face, he was giving me a questioning smirk, obviously he caught me staring at him. I felt my face turn red as I turned away from him.
"Like what you see Sugar?" He asked while smirking, and when I looked up at him he was flexing and running his hand up his abs.
"Maybe I do. What you gonna do about it?" I teased,
"This." Then he lunnged himself at me, crashing his lips on me as he did so and ran one of his hands through my hair and his other along my arm.
This was all too familiar to me, it reminded me of last night. Of how I was almost rapped by Kobra...
When Party poked his tongue onto my lips asking for entrance, I totally flipped the fuck out. I got so scared I kneed him in the balls and pushed him off the bed. My eyes were full of heavy tears that were falling hard down my face. I pulled the blanket up over my body and just sat there sobbing, with my arms wrapped around myself.
At first Party seemed a little confused as he clutched his balls in pain, then you could almost see this mind click, as he connected last night to what we were doing, or what we were about to do. He instantly hobbled over to the bed and reached his arms out to me but hesitated. He looked confused, almost as if he wanted to hug me or do something to try and comfort me but didn't know if he should touch me. And I wouldn't blame him, one mintute we were making out and the next I kicked his dick and practically threw him off me.
"Blue...." He barley whispered, "I am so so sorry, I crossed a line, I shouldn't have kissed you. That must have brought back unpleasant memories from last night. God I am such an idiot. I promise I wont do it again."
"No." I managed to say through my sobs.
"What?"
"I said no, Dont stop kissing or flirting with me, I like it, and I like you to but..... Its a little too soon for you know, anything more then kissing. Now can you please just come here and hug me."
"Okay," He said and sat on the bed next to me and wrapped his arms around me and started to hum, "I like you too, by the way."
"Good," I said wiping away my last tear, then I turned and pecked him on the lips. "If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?"
"Haha I'm 24." Party said.
"Damn, you pervert."
"Really, how old are you?"
"My lip's are sealed." As I kissed him again. He groaned into my lips but kept kissing me, but without tongue, which I was happy with. About 20 minutes later we were still kissing when he broke apart and I groaned in disappointment which only made him laugh.
"I need to put my shirt on if you don't mind." When he said that, I looked and just barley noticed he was still shirtless, when he caught my eyes wandering on his stomach, he began to flex. I laughed and ran my hands along his rock hard abs, I made my touches soft, in hopes of teasing him or getting some kind of reaction. And I got a small one out of him. He closed his eyes and breathed in sharply as I lightly traced his skin above his waistline. The faster I went the harder his breathes came and I could see a small tent forming in his pants, but all of a sudden he snapped his eyes open and grabbed my wrists.
"You need to stop." He said.
"But..... What?" I asked confused.
"Its no shock I'm getting hard but, if you keep going then I'm gonna wanna... you know, and I know your not ready so...." He trailed off.
"Oh, yeah, your right." I said turning away, but he grabbed my chin and pulled me into a soft kiss.
"I'm guessing you never seen an 8 pack before, I'm guessing your impressed." He said with a smirk.
"Not really." I said trying to sound board.
"What? Why is that?"
"Because of this." I said and lifted up my tang top, but just enough to show off my own abs.
"Damn," He said and kissed my abs. "You are one tough bitch."
I SAW IT COMING WHEN SHE GOT PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
3/19/14