forum Next Steps [Private RP — Closed]

Started January 16, 2019 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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“Yup.”

I did my best to keep it together, to remain calm and composed in front of Gray and pretend that I wasn’t going to tease him until he went insane and completely dominated me in a kiss.

Gray’s POV:

They dropped us off in front of Violeta’s dorm. We bid each other goodbye, and right after they drove away, I turned towards Violeta.

“Well?” I looked at her expectantly. “Lead the way, love. I’m waiting for my prize.”

I laughed, the sound much more innocent than I would have preferred. "Patience, Gray. Come, let's go up to my room. Lillian's with her study group, I think."

A few minutes later, I was closing my door behind us, flicking the light switch on.

Gray’s POV:

The second she turned on the lights, I pulled her towards me, our faces so close, our lips barely touching. I kept my hands on her waist, eyes locking into hers.

“I’m afraid I’m getting rather impatient…”

My heart fluttered weakly, but I somehow managed to keep my composure and raise one eyebrow.

"That's your problem, isn't it?"

Gray’s POV:

“And what does that mean?” I raised an eyebrow, not moving from the position I put us in.

I gave a slow, one-sided shrug. "If you want a prize, you have to claim it. Don't wait around for me to offer it up.."

Gray’s POV:

What was she trying to pull…? Acting so calm and nonchalant?

“Ah, well, if that’s how it is, I don’t think I want it anymore,” I heaved a sigh, pulling away from her. “It’s better when you offer it.”

Dammit.

I didn't give up, though, however badly my body begged me to cave in to him. Instead, I only bit my lip (slowly) and shrugged again. "Want some cocoa?"

Gray’s POV:

My eyes stared at her mouth shamelessly, darkening with need and want.

“The only sweetness I want, sweetheart,” I started in a low voice. “Is your mouth.”

God…….. I couldn't stand it, the ravenous look in his eyes… the blatant way with which he fixed them to my lips. I licked them slowly, leaning back against the wall.
"Then take it."

Gray’s POV:

I almost growled out loud. I backed her up against the wall and brought our faces close to each other.

“Do that again, Vy,” I threatened in a deep voice. “I’ll make you regret it.”

(back for, like, 30 seconds)

I took his dare without a moment's hesitation. Running my tongue along my lower lip, I raised an eyebrow, praying that I didn't look as desperate as I felt, as if prompting him to make the next move.

Gray’s POV:

“Let me help you with that…” I didn’t wait even a second to slam my lips on hers, pressing her against the wall, kissing her hard. I didn’t go for a gentler approach this time. I’ve been waiting to kiss her for hours and a gentle kiss wouldn’t satisfy me.

I think kissing with her pinned to the wall was our thing now. That’s how we kissed most of the times, and really, I didn’t mind. I had something to press her against so there was less and less space between us. I liked it this way.

Sterling’s POV:

After we’d dropped Gray and Violeta off, I drove us home. As soon as we were up in our apartment, I took Eden’s hand and spun her around, laughing lightly.

“Have I told you lately that you’re beautiful?” I asked, pulling her close and grinning down at her.

Eden’s POV:

I laughed when Sterling spun me around, gripping his arms so I wouldn’t fall. Then he pulled me closer to himself and I found my brain emptying slowly.

“U-um… yes…” I stammered, trying to look away from his stare. “Yes, you have…”

Sterling's POV:

"Well, good. Because you are very beautiful, and I never want you to forget it, okay?" I said softly, leaning down to kiss the tip of her nose. "I love you, Eden…"

Eden's POV:

I blushed heavily when he leaned down to kiss my nose, squeezing my eyes shut, face extremely hot.

"I love you, too, Ry…" I mumbled out shyly. "You… were really good with the kids today…"

Sterling's POV:

"Oh, really? Well, you and that boy looked pretty happy together. He seemed to like you," I mused softly, trailing kisses up the bridge of her nose. I wasn't trying to get anywhere, not this time, but it was just fun to see if I could make her smile like this.

Eden's POV:

My eyes remained shut as he trailed soft kisses up the bridge of my nose, and my lips twisted into a smile. I leaned against his touch, smiling shyly.

"He reminded me of myself," I answered quietly, not wanting him to stop. I liked the feeling of his lips on my skin. "So we clicked immediately. You know, he told me to wait for him because when he grows up, he'll marry me. Kids are so adorable."

I shut myself up before I said something else. Something that involved a future family.

Sterling's POV:

I sighed when I reached the spot between her eyebrows, letting my lips hover there in a lingering kiss. I wanted to marry this woman… And she reminded me of it constantly. I hoped she would be patient enough to wait for when I knew the timing was right…

"Kids are adorable… I'm sure you would be an amazing mom to some one day, too," I murmured softly.

Gray’s POV:

“Let me help you with that…” I didn’t wait even a second to slam my lips on hers, pressing her against the wall, kissing her hard. I didn’t go for a gentler approach this time. I’ve been waiting to kiss her for hours and a gentle kiss wouldn’t satisfy me.

I think kissing with her pinned to the wall was our thing now. That’s how we kissed most of the times, and really, I didn’t mind. I had something to press her against so there was less and less space between us. I liked it this way.

(I'm back!)

I had been determined to hold my own, to kiss him back with force, but the moment he slammed his lips against mine, I was putty in his hands. He practically ravaged my mouth, giving me no time to breathe, no space to think. It was only me and him, our mouths meeting again and again, hearts thundering in sync. I didn't even try to push back—how could I, when his lips ere on mine, so rough and merciless?

Without stopping to think, I let my lips part for him, begging for more.

Eden's POV:

I probably looked like a mess with my red face. I wanted to be a mother one day, that was true, but I wanted to be a wife to him first. At first, I didn't understand why girls wanted to get married quickly. Now that I was in their shoes, I understood why. You need to be in love first to understand this feeling.

I knew I would wait patiently for Sterling. We were still young. I would prefer it if we took the next big step when we're more mature and independent. When we've secured a solid life. I smiled at the lingering kiss in between my brows.

"Sterling… can I say something…?"

(I'm back!)

I had been determined to hold my own, to kiss him back with force, but the moment he slammed his lips against mine, I was putty in his hands. He practically ravaged my mouth, giving me no time to breathe, no space to think. It was only me and him, our mouths meeting again and again, hearts thundering in sync. I didn't even try to push back—how could I, when his lips ere on mine, so rough and merciless?

Without stopping to think, I let my lips part for him, begging for more.

(Welcome back!)

Gray's POV:

The second she opened her mouth for me, I responded immediately. Slipping my tongue in her mouth, I lost all of my senses. I could only taste her mouth and the sweetness of the desserts the kids had shared with her. She fueled my hunger for her in so many different ways and as painful it was, it was thrilling. The wait was the best part. Waiting for her to be ready, for her to take the initiative, to let her know that I belonged to her and her alone.

My hands slipped down to grip hers, linking them together as I continued to kiss her, taking her lips in between my teeth occasionally. She'd completely submitted to me, and I was enjoying every second of it. Enough to love it, but not enough to forget where I stood.

I held back a whimper as his tongue slid into my mouth, immediately beginning to explore. My body went weak against his, and I tugged him closer until there was no space left between us. I hoped he could feel my heart against his, pounding with wild abandon, calling out to him and only him.

"Gray…." The low moan slipped from my mouth into his.

Gray's POV:

At this point, she was the only thing I could feel. Everything else felt lost to me as my mind kept filling with the warmth of her, her lips, her body against mine and I felt like I would explode. When I heard her moan, I found myself getting closer to the edge. I kissed her harder, wanting her to know what I was feeling, wanting her to know exactly what she was doing to me. I hoped she could hear my heart hammering wildly in my chest because it was beating for her. I hoped she could feel my skin getting hotter because it was her that was causing my blood to boil.

I hoped she knew she'd completely stolen me, body and mind, and there was nowhere she could go where I couldn't follow after her.

The kiss deepened even further, turning my legs to jelly. I leaned heavily against the wall, gripping my boyfriend tightly in case I fell, dizzy from both the force of the kiss and a lack of oxygen. Finally, it was too much. As much as it pained me to do so, I placed one hand in the centre of his chest and pushed him away from me, gasping for breath.

I tried to apologize, but my mouth had gone numb refusing to move, so I only closed my eyes as my chest heaved, a light-headedness overtaking me.

"S–Sorry–" I finally managed, syllables slurring together. "Thought–shit—thought I was going to—faint—"

Gray's POV:

When she pushed me away, I thought I'd gone beyond the boundaries. My face went white and I racked my brain for words to apologize. What did I do wrong? My hands were in hers the whole time. I couldn't have done anything to disrespect her.

Then she started gasping for breath and I felt relieved. I hadn't done anything wrong. I took deep breaths, chuckling, shaking my head as I took her into my arms before she could fall.

"Sorry," I whispered, sticking my tongue out of my mouth cheekily, my face, no doubt, flushed from the heat and intensity of the moment we shared. "I didn't think about the oxygen."

I rested my forehead against his chest, drawing in large, shaky gulps of air.

"Not–Not only that," I managed, having to start the brief statement over multiple times, "You—gah, I can't talk. Good—kisser. Um–" Eventually, I gave up on trying to speak and just let him hold me.

Gray's POV:

I chuckled.

"So I'm a good kisser, huh?" I teased her breathlessly, loving the effect I had on her. "Well, I'm glad I am. Gotta satisfy my girlfriend one way or another, no?"

I still kept her pressed against the wall, making it easy for her so she wouldn't fall. I ended up resting my forehead on the crook of her neck, trying to regain my breath.

"I think you're an amazing kisser, too," I whispered. "You leave me breathless."