Stargazing w/ Dylan (Foot Fetish involved)
(I’m sorry if some of you are uncomfortable with the foot fetish thing but this is Dylan Klebold. What do you expect?)
It wasn’t that cold, but there was a small breeze. You and your boyfriend, Dylan, planned to sneak out tonight and go on a date. It was 11:00 p.m and there were so many stars. More than you’ve ever seen before. There were no clouds and no lights anywhere. You snuck into a park that closes at 9:00 p.m. The only security is a big fence that Dylan could easily climb over with effort. He helped you over first. You had to pick a good spot to put down a blanket.
You just started dating a few weeks ago and have gone on 3 dates. He was very nervous at first, and he’s still a little nervous, but you can tell he’s starting to warm up to you. You just have to give him some time to break out of his awkward shell. You were both laying down. You both had your hands rested on the back of your heads. You were so infatuated by the stars. There were so many tonight. You almost felt like you could be a part of space. He kept glancing back at you. You didn’t even notice the smile stretched across your face, but he did. He watched as your eyes examined different parts of the sky. He could tell you were having a good time and that brought him so much relief. His glances turned into stairs.
You looked over and made eye contact with him. Even though the moon was full and gave off a great light, you still couldn’t see the blush across his face. He wanted to apologize for making her uncomfortable but that might make things awkward. He didn’t want to look away from your face though. You sorted through your mind to find the right words to say. “Thanks for doing this, Dylan.”, you finally say. “No problem.”, he said quietly. You kept looking at his eyes, then his lips. The moonlight glowed off his skin. It did the same with you. For him, you looked like you were under a spotlight. You sit up and run your fingers through your hair, making sure there’s no knots in it from laying down.
It was the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. He sat up and mentally prepared himself to talk. “You’re beautiful.”, is all he says. You look at him and smile. “Thanks.”, you say. You sit and look at each other for a moment. You gather all your confidence and place your hand on his cheek. Soon after, you bring your lips to his. He was shocked. This was both your and his first kiss. He loosened up and kissed back. It lasted for a while until you finally broke apart. You were both blushing now. Dylan smiled and looked at you. “Can we…do that again?”, he asks nervously.
You grab the collar of his shirt and pull him close. You kiss him again, this time more intense. He laughed slightly laughed and kissed back. The kiss went on and on until you both pulled away to breath. Hormones were extremely obvious in this situation, but you didn’t want it to go any further from kissing at the moment. “Dylan. I’m not comfortable with this going any further.” You say this because you can tell he has a boner. “Maybe some other time but..not now.”, you say. He nods his head. “That’s fine. I completely understand.”, he says and tries to hide his boner. Your feet were a little uncomfortable in your shoes. “Do you mind if I take off my shoes?”, you ask. He shakes his head and you remove your shoes, revealing your bare feet. “I was too lazy to put on socks.”, you laugh. He doesn’t say anything and you look over at him.
He was staring at your feet. Did he think they look weird or something? He notices you staring and blushes. “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to stare…I..shit okay I’m sorry.”,he began rambling. “No it’s fine….but why were you staring? Do you have a foot fetish or something?”, you joke. He didn’t laugh. “….you have a foot fetish..”, you say. He blushed and looked away. You felt bad for embarrassing him. “That’s fine. We’re all different.”, you try to make him feel better. You grin to yourself as you cross your legs across his lap.
He looks over at you and sees your grin. “What’s wrong?”, you tease him by wiggling your toes. He puts his hand on your feet and rub them. “Can I….”, he looks over at you. “Do what you want. But be careful because I have ticklish feet.”, you say. He looks back down at your feet and brings one up to his face. He kisses the top of your foot and begins to rub it. He e kisses your toes and moves on to the arch. He kisses the arch and begins to slightly lick it. (I’m so sorry. Deal with it.) It made you a little uncomfortable, but you did want to pleasure him. He continues with his tongue and you try not to laugh from being ticklish. He moves on to the other foot and kisses the top. He did the same thing he did with the other foot. It tickled so bad but you’re able to hold it in.
He decides he’s had his fun and lays your feet down. “Sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”, he apologizes. “No you’re fine.”, you say. You continued to look at the stars a little longer. You curl up to his side and place your head on his chest. He wraps his arm around you and kisses the top of your head.
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