Finley's P.O.V
Eli pulled back to peck my nose. "At any time, if you want to stop, you tell me, okay?" He said.
I nodded, feeling a bit nervous now as we were actually starting.
Eli looked me over before ducking down to kiss me. "You're so beautiful," he mumbled against my lips.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer, and he lowered himself so he was directly above me, his body pressing against mine very which way.
His lip ring was warm, a strange occurance since usually it was cold against my lips, but it felt just as good. Eli moved from my lips to kiss around my face slowly, pressing his lips on every part of my face. He kissed his way down my jawline to my neck where he nibbled on the skin slightly.
I arched my back involuntarily when he hit a spot, making my hips catch against his. Eli let out a groan that made me want him in a way I hadn't before.
I moved my hands from his neck to his chest, where I slipped them under his shirt. I worked my way upwards, feeling his muscles until I reached the spot where I knew his tattoo was and rested my hands there.
Eli actually bit down on the spot where he was kissing and nibbling and I let out a yelp.
"What was that?" I exclaimed.
Eli smirked. "Lovebite. I want everyone to know that you're mine."
"Everyone's going to see," I pointed out and Eli's eyes darkened.
"Exactly."
That made my heart skip a beat in my chest and Eli kissed me again, moving so he was in between my legs.
I started tracing his heart tattoo then I moved to his stomach and traced random shapes into the muscles there.
Eli pulled away to almost rip off his shirt, throwing it somewhere in the room before he was kissing me again. I didn't have time to admire his chest and abs and all around attractive body. His fingers slowly moved down my chest to my hips, where he pulled them against his own. I gasped and Eli took the opportunity to put his tongue in my mouth.
I normally didn't like French-kissing, but something about the way Eli moved slower made me like it. He mapped out my mouth with his tongue and it had my toes tingling.
He pulled back to kiss my jawline, down to my neck again but he passed the lovebite he had made already and kissed my collarbone. It felt a bit strange, but everything Eli was doing felt good.
His fingers went under my shirt and rested on my stomach, just covering it. The fact that he didn't move his hands higher filled me with a rush of love and affection.
Slowly, he tugged on the bottom of my shirt, pulling it over my head and throwing it by his. It was nothing Eli hadn't seen before, but he still looked at me like I was the most precious gem in the world.
"You're so beautiful," he mumbled before kissing me again.
I tangled my fingers in his hair and tugged slightly. Eli let out a groan and pulled away, his hands going to the button on his jeans.
I swallowed, feeling more nervous now, as this things had progressed from simple kissing to the actual shedding of clothes. Eli kept his eyes on my as he opened the button on his jeans before sliding them down his legs. He was wearing plain black boxers and his hair was a mess and his lips were red and slightly puffing from all the kissing and he was panting a little bit and I felt something inside me heat up and I wanted to kiss him even more.
It seemed like he knew what I was thinking, because he kissed me harder than he had ever, his hands going around my back to rest between my shoulder blades and he now moved more rapidly to the other side of my neck and he sucked and kissed until I felt my legs go weak.
Eli felt my body sink down further into the bed and he stayed on that spot and sucked and a loud moan came out of my mouth.
"Oh God," he groaned. "Shit, Fin, I love you."
I was about to reply when he made another moan come out of my mouth and suddenly his hand was on my thigh and heat rushed to that spot. My hands went from his hair to fumble with my jeans and Eli pulled back to watch me.
I felt awkward as I tried to get my jeans of smoothly, because they were a bit tight but Eli's expression never changed and I was in just my bra and panties, which didn't even match.
Oh God. I felt my cheeks heat up and embarrassment washed over me and I sat up.
Eli looked at me, brow furrowing. "Babe, what's wrong?" He asked, coming closer and pulling me into his chest so my legs were around his waist and his arms were around my back and my head was against his chest.
"I'm sorry," I said, feeling close to tears because goddammit I couldn't do this and I could feel an anxiety attack coming on.
"No, baby, sh, its okay," Eli's deep voice soothed me as I buried my face in his chest, which was radiating warmth. "It's okay."
"B-But I told you to do it," I cried. "And I said yes and now I feel bad for dropping out!"
I was now almost hypervenilating, the nerves and the stress getting to me. I was crying in earnest now and Eli simply moved me, shifting me so I was sitting between his legs and he was resting against the headboard. His arms were wrapped loosely around my waist and his chin was resting on my shoulder. His body was inredibly warm and radiating heat which made me feel slightly better.
I gasped, trying to inhale. You know the feeling when you're laughing so hard that you can't breathe but you try to and it just doesn't work? That's what it felt like, trying to breathe.
My lungs felt like they were burning and Eli's grip tightened around my waist protectively as he leaned forward and kissed my cheek. He let his lips linger there and surprisingly that was the thing that calmed me down.
I took several deep breaths and Eli pecked my cheek.
"You okay?" He whispered.
I nodded. "M'fine. Sorry that I stopped."
Eli pecked my other cheek. "No, its fine. I told you you could tell me to stop whenever and I did. Now you can trust me."
"I do trust you," I murmured.
Eli rested his head on my shoulder. "Good to know."
We were silent for a couple moments until we heard a scratching at the door and Ace's whine.
Eli laughed and it felt like his chin was vibrating on my shoulder. His laugh was contagious so I started laughing even if I had no idea what was so funny.
"What's-so-funny?" I asked, gasping because I was laughing so hard.
"What if he came in when we were doing it?" He asked, laughing almost hysterically now.
I laughed harder. "Oh my God."
We were laughing and we fell over, Eli still holding into my waist.
It must have been a ridiculous sight; two teenagers, one boy in plain black boxers with a tattoo and a lip ring and one girl in a purple bra and panda underwear laughing their heads off.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
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Later, when I was half-asleep and Eli was lazily drawing circles on my bare stomach(we hadn't put our clothes back on; we were cuddling in our underwear) when a question came to mind.
"When did you first realize you loved me?" I asked.
Eli paused, his fingertips still resting on my stomach. "Well, I had a crush on you for the longest time, but I think it was when you stopped stuttering around me, which meant that you were comfortable around me and that you trusted me."
I nodded and Eli resumed his doodling on my stomach when he asked, "When did you know you loved me?"
I stopped to think." It was when you took off your shirt, and I saw your tattoo, and you explained what it meant and how it was to love unconditionally even if you yourself have never been loved, and I thought that was beautiful," I paused. "You were beautiful. And I just thought to myself, I love him."
Eli had no response then he said. "I love you."
"I love you too."
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-T A Y L O R