If Red Means No, Invert The Color

Chapter 8

Kieran met Everest's gase. "I mean uh. I guess, yeah. I mean... Did you feel anything? Don't you dare say something gross."

Kieran chuckled. He reached his hand over to Everest's and laced their fingers together. He looked down at their intertwined hands; cream against brown, like coffee. It looked perfect, their hands fit perfect. "I'll tell you after I do this."

Kieran leaned forward, his free hand cupping Everest's cheek the same way he had done to him, and pulled their lips together. Kieran felt his heart jump into his throat, it felt as if a spark had ignited in him, the same spark from before, and his whole body felt like it was on fire, a pleasant addicting fire. He could feel Everest kissing him back and he felt like he was floating on air. Everest pulled away.

"Does that answer your question?" Kieran asked, his breathing heavy.

Everest nodded, bringing his lips to meet Kieran's again. He kissed him passionately, with everything he had. He knew his feelings now, and he wanted to show them to him in any way possible. He began to crouch down, bring him and Kieran to the grass, laying Kieran down gently and kissing down his neck. All bruises were gone, but he wanted to create a few new ones, made out of love of course. He kissed and nipped at Kieran's neck, sucking on his collar bone and earning a moan from him in the process. 

"I meant what I said" Everest says in between love bites and kisses, "When I said you were beautiful." he kisses down to his shirt collar, brushing grass aside with one hand, his other tugging at the end of Kieran's shirt. Kieran sat up, his eyes hardly visible in the dim lighting from the bleachers, they were dark and dilated with lust, and removed his shirt, tossing it in the grass and moving back to Everest, shifting so Everest was sitting on his lap again, but both boys were still sitting up. Kieran lifted Everest's shirt over his head. 

"I know, you are too. I meant what I said too. You, are so goddamn sexy, jesus christ," Kieran says, his hands and eyes exploring Everest's chest and shoulders. 

All he could do was stare, soon they were kissing again, Kieran's head was resting on Everest's letterman jacket, shielding him from the grass. His hands explored every inch of Everest he could, it felt like ages since he touched him, and he had missed him, so much. Everest was his main addiction.

Everest could feel both of them getting riled up by the tension between their legs, and he wanted nothing more than to relieve both of their issues. He wanted to hear Kieran moan, and see him be pleased in return. ANd he was determined to get him to that point. 

Soon all clothes and cares were gone. 

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT
Everest's POV

I was laying next to Kieran, our bodies were just inches away from each other, naked on the grass. I felt so exposed, But I didn't care. I couldn't care. All that was on my mind was the feeling of his lips on mine and his hand traveling down my thigh. I wanted to touch him so badly, My body needed to be touched too, but I needed to feel him more.

I break away from our kiss. " Is it okay if I.. You know.. Touch you?" I whisper, my voice low and dry.

Our eyes lock, and he nods. I glance down at him and reach out, my left hand soon wrapped around his member. He moans softly at the contact. I guide my hand up and down and watch as his head falls back in pleasure. But judging by the look on his face, he needed more. And I was ready to give it to him.

I lower myself and get on my hands and knees, resting above him, and slowly pressing my lips against his tip before opening my mouth. A loud moan, my hair being pulled, and soon I almost gagged, but looking up and seeing his reaction was worth every second of it. He tasted amazing, every inch of him. I didn't want to stop. I start at the tip, hollow my cheeks, and slowly work my way down, making sure to torture and please him. he pulls my head off of him and I look up, crawling until our groins were pressed up against one another, causing us both to moan softly.

"God, I was right" he murmurs, reaching up to push some hair out of my face.

"About what?" I ask, guiding my hand down towards his member and mine.

"Those lips"

I chuckle and lock eyes with him, leaning down to give him a quick kiss, but he pulls me in for more, causing my lower have to instinctively grind against his, causing me to moan. "I want to be close to you." He murmurs. I open my eyes and am greeted with dark blue ones. He wanted me.

"I do too. I just, wouldn't know what I am doing. I still have no Idea what I am doing." I say, sitting up and scooting onto his thighs.

"Lay down" he instructs me.

I did as I was told, laying down, using my letterman jacket as a blanket for underneath me. Usually, I was in control, but something about Kieran made me be submissive. His eyes had me captivated by whatever it was we were about to do. I wanted to be close to him, I knew that, but I wasn't sure how this worked. But I was willing to find out.

He separates my legs, making my breath hitch. "Are you sure?" he asks me, his large hands rubbing my thighs, his eyes searching mine. I nod, leaning up to kiss him.

His hand goes from my member to lower and I gasp at the feeling of him touching me there. It felt good. But I wasn't expecting him to begin pushing a finger in.

My fists dig into the dirt beneath me and I gasp. "You okay baby?" he asks me, I nod, unable to speak at this unfamiliar pleasure. I had never felt anything like it, but I wanted more.

"More" I moan, looking at him with needy eyes. He smirks and inserts another finger causing me to wince in pain at first but then relax around him.

"You ready baby?" he asks me. I nod. I wanted him, I needed him, now.

I wanted to make love to him. Here and now; nothing between our bodies, in the heat of the moment. 

He leaned down to kiss me, his lips were hot on mine and felt heavenly. I could feel him lining himself up with my entrance as we kissed and my nerves began to rile up, but his reassuring kiss turned them off within seconds. 

Painful. It was painful as he slowly thrusted inside of me, I winced and bit down on his shoulder, causing him to moan and causing me to momentarily forget the pain I was in. He let me adjust. 

"God, you feel amazing. If you want me to stop at any time, or if it gets too much, tell me and I will. okay?" He says all in one breath. 

I nod and grip at his waist, pulling him closer to me, and further inside of me, the pain was soon replaced with an immense pleasure no words could describe, I moaned quietly, reminding myself mentally that we were in public. 

"K-keep g-g-going. P-please" I pant, laying back. He nods and pushes my legs to my chest and begins slow rhythmic thrusts. I couldn't help but watch him; his pale skin in the moonlight, his muscles flexing with each thrust, his long black hair in his face, his eyes clouded with lust. He was beautiful. But soon an all too familiar feeling brought me back to my senses. 

"Kieran, I'm not going to last much l-longer- shit!" I gasp as he hits my prostate. 

He continues to go faster, A look of determination plastered on his face. 

6 more thrusts, and I was done. 

I coated both of our stomachs, and was writhing beneath him. "Jesus Christ." I murmur as he pulls out. 

"That was amazing baby." He whispers kissing me gently. 

"Do you want to finish?" I ask him, rising to my knees, now eye to eye with him. 

"You don't have to-"

I cut him off with my lips, my hands traveling south. 

3rd Person

Little did they know Monica had been watching this whole time from the other side of the bleachers, and she had heard every word and had saw every bit of it. iPhone recording every kiss. And she, was not happy. She had a plan, a plan that would destroy both of them.