Little Freak {HS}

XII - Hyperbole (part one) - Familiar

"My bedroom looks so much better with you in it." I tell Caroline truthfully, hugging her shoulders from behind and talking lowly against her hair as I brush my face softly on it. She lets go of whatever she was messing with at my desk and relaxes back against me, allowing me to kiss her cheek and peck softly on her earlobe.

She's been quieter today, I don't know if because of the other day's events with Niall, or because of the concert we're doing in just a couple of hours, or because it's her first time in my house. She barely reacts to my compliment, and her own light seems to be just the same as the weak sun one that still leaves us in a slightly dark room.

And that's perhaps why I've become more affectionate to her whenever I could. Of course in school in isn't easy, and also because we need to get ready for the show, I took her to my place in hopes of managing to ease her mind a little.

I've just made sure we're home alone, but the door of my bedroom is shut, nevertheless. It's like my mother would still know I brought somebody home any way, and a closed door is the least protecting us.

Caroline finally turns around after a couple of minutes of me just nestling my head against hers, hoping she'd see how much I worry and care for her. She doesn't make a move to take my arms out and wraps her own around my waist equally tight, as if getting what I mean, thankfully.

I observe her face for a while, as if doing it for the first time, at the same time as trailing sweet and slow pecks from her nose to her cheek, and turning back around to her lips, only nudging them with mine for her to kiss me. She can't hold back a grin at my actions, and does so without any cost.

I allow her mouth to warm my senses first, while wondering if I should ask if she wants to talk, or if she just wants to go unnoticed and that's what I should do. Only then I take the lead of the kiss, slowing it down to tease her with my tongue hoping that way I can get anything from her.

"I like your bedroom." It's what she ends up saying, right before diving her own tongue into my mouth without a warning, leaving me to do nothing but focus the strength on my knees and letting her make me briefly forget what she has just said.

Unconsciously, my arms loosen around her neck and I shift to hold it with my hands instead. And before I could take it in any further, she's already doing it herself about mine. Tilting my head, her by now swollen and soft lips wet my skin with open mouthed kisses and little licks.

I shut my eyes instinctively, frowning at the new found pleasurable feeling, and can't help but sigh profoundly as it sends hot shivers down my body. "I like you.." I say like that, remembering the reply I wanted to give her previously and not even trying to hold it the slightest now.

But that makes her stop and, only after a second, get back just enough to look at my face in much darker light by now. I send her a strong look as well, repeating "I like you, Caroline." against her cheek, seeing how that seems to be the reason why the light has, after all, been all sucked back into her again.

And just as I graze my teeth in her skin to bite her, she pushes me back and I fall on my bed before I get to. At first I look confused at her abruptness, for a split second thinking she didn't like my words at all, for some reason, and pushed me away to get off her so she can leave. But then her crawling slowly on top of me to hover my face with hers, closely and intensely, makes me smirk shamelessly at how she did that too the other, and first, time she got horny for me.

Her hairs are like waterfalls of blood - in it's most beautiful meaning - covering both our faces and getting me lost in their scent and touch, almost like the little drops that bounce back once the water hits the bottom. My eyes never leave hers once, but I still manage to capture the way her body archs and presses to mine, translating her heavy breaths mixing with mine into how much, I assume, she wants me, right now.