feeling

/ˈfiːlɪŋ/

noun

an emotional state or reaction.

"a feeling of joy"

Mature content ⚠️

Don't get excited, there is no sex.

Yeah I bet I ruined your horny mood.

That was the most awkwardest dinner in the world, my dad and mum decided to invite their childhood best friends. Why did I need stay? My brothers and sisters never went. I groaned when I opened my door seeing the mess that was created. Pushing my window open I begin cleaning up my room throwing all my clothes under my bed, I hear a soft thud and gasp twisting my head seeing a black figure. He stands up and the only thing that catches me is his eyes. I knew who it was from the second they opened.

"Blake your face?" I see him walk towards me, his hands grab my cheeks and before I know it his lips brush mine. Not innocently, like a tease but hot, fiery, passionate and demanding. I want to pull away before I lose myself but I can't seem to.

In this weird moment, my senses have been seduced and I can no longer think straight. "Amira" he whispers slowly, prolonging each letter as if to savour them. I smile, my heart fluttering at his voice as He clasp my his on either side of my face. Never before has my name ever felt so wonderful a one, I think, as I lean in for another.

His hands reach the back of my head and I drop the clothes from my hands as they slide up towards his neck, his lip bite onto my own asking for entry. When I tease him by keeping them closed he bites on it harshly causing me to yelp as he dives his tongue into my mouth.

My arms reached up and tangled around his thick, strong neck. I hear him moan slightly in my mouth as I pulled onto his hair. We let go of each others lips unable to breathe, "whoah." I let out. My first kiss gone.

"Liked my entrance?" He whispered. I couldn't help but let out a soft laugh before he presses his hands against my lips. "Amira? Are you sleeping?" I hear my mums voice form the other side of my voice.

"Urm..I'm going to sleep now." I feel arms wrapping around my waist as soft light kisses were being planted on my neck.

"Okay goodnight, don't forget about chem-"

"Yeah I wont!" I shouted to overthrow her words. I look back up at his light blue eyes staring into my own. "Is there something you're hiding from me?" He whispers.

"No..nothing important." I answered.

"Are you sure princess? I wouldn't judge..."

"Nothing, I promise..." He nods his head as he begins looking around my messy ass room. I had one single bed held against the window which he jumped from. Then a broken closet which has fallen down slightly on the edge of collapsing. Then a makeup table and a carpet. A lot of photos of me and my friends along with family. Blake settles down onto the bed as he inspect the bed.

Should I just go for it? He kissed me so can I do the same. Argh I feel so horny right now...okay onto the plan. I lean of the table and walk towards him, his eyebrows raise before I stood in between his legs and grabbed his chin tilting it just a little as I begin giving him small delicate kisses on the side of his jaw. Feeling every sort of prickle of his unshaven beard.

I feel him tense his jaw as he grabs one of my legs and pulls me closer. I end up straddling him, his hand being placed right on my back. His other hand grab into the back of my neck guiding my lips towards his. I let out a soft moan into his mouth which seems to have averaged him even more.

My legs were settled right besides his thigh as my body rested on his own. His tongue discovered every single feature of my mouth. I push my hands into his curls grabbing onto it causing him to groan.

I leaned into him slightly causing him to go back before his head hits the window. I gasp removing my lips as he grabs the back of his head. "Oh shit Blake..-" I cut of as I bursted out whispering laughs. He chuckles softly and throws me underneath of him. I bring my legs towards his waist wrapping it around.

"I have class tomorrow, we both do." I said in a whisper against his lips.

"Go to sleep princess," I smiled as he leaned on the small bed. Both of us couldn't fit so I had to adjust. I threw my leg over his and rested my head in his chest. I hear his heart racing faster than ever. My eyelids close as I get into my sleeping phase. 

"I've never done this before Amira..forgive me if I do anything wrong."

A week later

We stood outside in a dress that Belle forced me to wear, gosh I hated dresses. Everyone who knew me knew that dresses were not my thing. Especially a dress like this one, short thigh height black tight dress. It hugged every single one of curves outlining my body perfectly, even though I didn't get away with wearing this I did get away with taking my leather jacket. We walked up the stairs of the porch that were full of drunk teenagers before we entered the house knowing that the door was already open.

We were greeted by a few girls who were friends with Belle. Belle pushed past the crowds of sweaty bodies before capturing a glance of Tyrone. She rushes towards him smashing her lips against his. I sigh knowing that tonight I would be third wheeling. I was forced to come along with her to this party full of teenagers from different schools. She didn't want to go alone so I decided to join her for moral support. 

I tap my foot against the marble flooring before looking around, "I'm going to get myself a drink." I whispered knowing they wouldn't be able to hear me. I enter the kitchen taking out a red cup form the plastic cover before inserting myself a cup of tequila. Looking down at it, should I do it? I mean one drink would be fine right? It's not like I was going to get into any trouble. Swallowing the entire thing within one gulp I finally remembered how it tasted like.

Pouring myself yet another glass of tequila I walked back towards the couple notching they have finally finished their make out session. I was happy for Belle. Because she was a hard person to please, I drink the entire cup after listening to the both of them argue about who's shooting who. I leaned against the wall and poured myself another drink, after giving up with the red cup I smash my lips against the bottles entry.

"Hey, thats enough drinking." Belle warned me, I pouted before taking the bottle form her hand. I chuckled seeing two faces of her own printed in my head. Thats when I finally turn to face the dance floor only for my eyes to lock with blue lacy ones. All of a sudden I feel sobered up as his eyes look me up and down as do my own.

Through the open door came the most expressive eyes, expelling the last of the night's sleepiness from my minds. They were the colour of a clear blue sky through a broken prison wall; the colour of a perfect raindrop on a blue aster; the colour of a river hurrying to join the great ocean.

His figure has gotten bigger, his shoulder were wider and more broad. His biceps has increased in sizing, the shirt he has worn was black but thin tight material which allowed me to see his his pickled abs. The tattoos that were inked all over himself, from the neck to his hands and god knows where else. His black hair was thicker in curls as it fell down cascading onto his forehead.

 "Want to play a little game girls?" We hear a group in the corner ask.

"Depends on what?" I said, pulling Belle and Noah down to the ground with me, we sat together as I poured her some of the vodka from my bottle. "Truth or dare." I scoffed nodding my head as Belle does the same. After a few rounds of truth or dare, the bottle finally ends up on me and Noah chuckles looking behind me before at me. "I dare you to kiss Catherine." He mumbled, everyone whooshed and I shrugged my shoulders.

Catherine sat opposite me, I put down my bottle and walked on my knees towards her. The boys were getting horny as she bit her lips looking at me. My hands grasped her cheeks as I smashed my lips against her own. Shouts and screams hit the room as my hands drifted to her hair anthers down my ass. Plunging our tongues together, the taste of her cherry chopstick seduced me before I let go pulling her lips along. "Can I join in or-" I hear someone ask.

 I licked my lips and settled back into my seat besides Belle who gives me a small smile pointing to someone. "Damn you did it, alright your turn." I bent over spinning the bottle as it lands on an empty corner. I groaned before a pair of black leather boots come into site.

I look up and my breath gets caught into my throat, "So what am I doing? Truth or Dare?" Blake stood in my gaze, every single girl was staring at him including Belle. I bit my bottom lip and smiled a sinister one as the drinks take over.

"I dare you to kiss the prettiest girl here." I knew for a fact it was going to be Alisa. She was one of the prettiest girls in this circle. Alisa's eyes dimmed as she saw Ezekiel. He contained a small chuckle and nodded his head as he walked towards Alisa. I knew it, even though it hurt me slightly...okay maybe a lot. I was expecting him to kiss me. Like a week ago. 

All the girls began doing their hair and lipstick, whilst I cracked my back. I really should get a massage for fuck sakes. I smiled pushing Belle in front of me as I sat onto the couch besides me. I had to sit on the armchair bit which gave me a bit of a rise.

Then I see him walk my direction, my heart skips a beat as his hands grasp my high ponytail. His blue dazzling eyes linking with my brown ones. He sinisterly smiles and looks down at my swollen lips, he takes a bit of my bottom lips pulling them slowly.

His minty breath explodes in my mouth as he dives in tongue first. I feel him searching my mouth as our tongues entertained. My hands wrapped around the back of his head as I feel something tingling my core. He pushed me back onto the arm chair his hands gliding around my neck as he grabs onto it tightly.

He grabs my thighs against his waist and his hands wrap around my hair dragging it down before he plants a soft kiss on the edge of my lips. "Damn she said kiss not fuck." I hear Noah mumble, I push Blake of me gasping for lost oxygen. He looks down at me as does the entire school. He just kissed me in front of everyone.

I turned my head and It had been too dark to get a good look at them before, but his eyes were seriously blue. Almost sickeningly blue - full on Prince Charming, field of cornflower, perfect, cloudless sky blue. Someone should name a crayon after the guy. I noticed that Tyrone has left since he had to pick his little sister up before Blake turns to say hello to a few friends. I look at Belle who gives me 'You have a lot of explaining to do' look. I feel stares of girl who gave me death glances.

"Alright, Micheal truth or dare."

"Dare."

"I dare you to make out with Belle," Luca said, all of a sudden Catherine tenses and so does Belle. My eyes widen, she has a boyfriend. Micheal stood up as Alisa shakes her head. "No I don't want to." She mutters but Micheal doesn't listen. "Stop Michael." He tries kissing her.

I stand up and push Michael of her, he growls at me and looks me up and down. "She said no dickhead, or are you deaf?" I stood in front of Alisa who holds my hand wanting to leave. I nod my head. "So you can slut around but your friend can't?" I paused in my steps and turned.

"Excuse me?" I returned, he chuckled and shook his head. "Are you deaf? I called you a fucking slut, thinking because you kissed Ezekiel you have power." He returned. 

"Fuck you, I can't believe your crying because a girl doesn't want to kiss your dry lips." I shouted. Everyone turned to away snickering from us. I grabbed a hold of Belle as we leave the circle, she thanks me as we go upstairs to sober up.