anything in return | frank ocean [+18] complete

lovecrimes

I finally managed to convince Lonny to let me drive his McLauren to pick him up from the airport. It shouldn't have been as hard as it was, but he had this thing with vehicles that was extremely paternal – another one of his macho man quirks – so I sold him with the thought of me driving his stick shift, innuendo intended. He got quiet for a while before groaning at the thought, complaining about blue balls after telling me where the keys were in his apartment. Laughing, I said my goodbyes and hung up the phone, after holding myself back from saying I love you for the millionth time.

I just didn't want to be the first one to say it this go-round.

And I knew that was probably childish, but we were happy...and I didn't want to fuck it up by moving too fast. That still didn't change the way I felt, though. I swallowed those three words down with a gulp and went to sleep early, ready for it to be the next day.

When I woke up and started getting ready, I couldn't help but smile at myself through the misty mirror in front of me. Nobody could fuck this high up. I put a bit more effort into my outfit; deciding on test driving some of my more feminine clothes from ASOS before grabbing my keys and heading to his place.

Opening the door, I inhaled.

It had been so long since I smelled his cologne that I almost didn't want to leave. The real deal was waiting for me, though, so after exchanging cars and swiping a hoodie from the couch, I was off.

I had the top down, enjoying the crisp morning air and medium blue skies on the way to LAX, humming whatever was on the radio to myself even though I was too deep in my head to actually be paying attention.

Excitement, nervousness, anxiousness...were words that could describe how I was feeling all at once.

Lonny

you here yet? i'm waiting for my luggage.

Bee

gimmie five minutes. unless you want me to speed...?

Ugh, I couldn't drive fast enough. All I could think about was how grumpy and cute he probably looked from it being so early in the morning, with his face all swollen from sleep... Pulling up into the airport parking lot, I found as close to the entrance as possible before deading the engine.

Lonny

floor it, haha. just kidding. don't hurt my baby. and you too.

Bee

go slower? got it. >:-D

Lonny

[insert no mouth emoji]

The airport was extremely desolate aside from a few passersby, and even then they all seemed to be coming from the same place Lonny was when I finally spotted him. For someone as A-list as he was, he was inconspicuously standing with his suitcase, all bundled up in a plain hoodie with his phone. His eyes scanned the perimeter until they met mine a few feet away, smiling and closing the gap between us.

"Hi," he exhaled, awakening my senses with the familiarity of his spearmint breath. Before I had time to reply, he pulled my chin up and kissed me for the first time in damn near forever.

I decided right then greetings didn't matter. There would be time to talk later...

My arms instinctively wrapped around his neck and his free one found its way down to my ass, grabbing a handful even through my skirt, making me moan softly and bite his lip. His hips were as close to mine as they could get without me being pinned against him and something else and I couldn't help but think I brought this on myself as I made a point to inhale more of Ferrari as he revved up my sex drive. I couldn't say I didn't want it, – especially after fucking him senseless had been the only thing on my mind for a month and because sexually frustrated was a preset adjective for me at this point, but I had to win this bet. My pride wouldn't allow me to lose.