High School Scandal (A BoyxBoy Romantic Comedy)

~Scandal~11

     "Never mind," Derek muttered after a while, to my disappointment. "Kissing other guys isn't my thing." He swirled and strode, walking back towards the cabin with determined strides. My heart sank, hope fading.

     I made a move to follow him, ready to stomp back my disappointment when Derek suddenly stopped midway, pivoting and striding back towards me. I frowned with confusion, opening my mouth to ask where he was going when he stopped before me and grabbed my shoulders and jerked.

     I felt my eyes widening with surprise as his head descended, lips crushing against mine. My first reactions had been from confusion to surprise and now...I didn't have time to think. Derek had kissed me on his own accord and thats all that mattered.

      His lips devoured mine, hot and demanding. He forced his way in, tongue flickering against mine. I felt his hand clasp against my neck, urging my mouth closer, seducing me to surrender. He wanted to dominate me so I let him. I had been the one to challenge him...I'll accept this punishment gladly.

      Derek's hot tongue stroked mine, playful, teasing, almost cruel. And I gave back as much as he was giving, matching every stroke, every caress. Breathless. I let myself sink into him, drowning in the electrifying hunger of his kisses.

     And then it ended.

      He jerked back and turned away, breath as ragged and heavy as my own. My face felt flushed, burning even in this cool breeze. My whole body felt hot as it trembled from the memory of the kiss. My lips felt swollen but I didn't mind. I watched his back, breathing deeply as I waited for him to say something. Anything.

     Finally, after what seemed like forever, he glanced back at me. There was a trembling smile on his lips but there was no missing the male cockiness of it. "How was that?"

     I almost laughed. "Not bad."

    He glowered at me before turning and walking away. Shaking, I followed him, hoping that my legs wouldn't give out on the way.

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~Derek's POV~

　

Shit. Shit. Shit.

     I ran a shaking hand through my hair, stepping in the shower and turning on the water. I braced my hands against the shower walls and let the blast of cold water hit me.

     Shit. Shit. Shit!

     What the hell did I just do? What the hell was I thinking? I kissed Evan not only once but twice! The second time I really didn't even have a real excuse. Just that Evan's words pissed me off, acting like my kiss hadn't affected him. Like he was comparing it to someone else better.

    My mood darkened at the thought.

     Had he been comparing me to someone? Who was it? Greg? It better not be that little fucker. Hell it better not be anyone-SHIT! There I go again! What the hell am I thinking!?

     I banged my forehead against the cool shower tiles. I mean what the fuck, man? Why...I kissed Evan! EVAN! And I...I had liked it? Had I? No...yes...maybe...SHIT!

    Angrily, I turned the shower knob until the shower was in full blast, as hard as it could possibly go. The pounding water beating at my head and skin didn't make me feel any better but it was better than nothing. I glanced down at my self and groaned.

    Son of a-

     I beat my forehead against the tile again. I had kissed Evan and gotten hard. What the fuck did that mean? I should have been disgusted but no...instead I ended up with a raging erection from hell. I peeked down at it again and groaned louder.