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Drake - Over My Dead Body
Wynter couldn’t help but to smile when she felt the male rest his forehead upon her own. As they stood there she found herself wondering what was on his mind. When his eyes met her own, wynter took her arms and wrapped them around his waist. “You are so dumb you know that right?” she teased after Enzo made his comment about the panties. “Keeping it casual sounds amazing to me. Now the panties i’m not to sure about” she smirked. “Maybe if you play the right cards. —So we’re just taking things day by day. What would you consider.. this? Friends? Friends with benefits?”
Enzo let out a smooth laugh in response to Wynter’s words, a cheeky grin spreading across his face. Though his comment had only been a joke, it did have a serious undertone. “If by dumb you mean insanely charming, then I’d agree with you on that,” he countered, lightly brushing his thumb across her cheek. “I’m willing to work for it. However, the real question is how long you can stand to be around me before caving and jumping my bones?” he mused with an arch of his brow. “I don’t think I’d call it friends with benefits. I think we’re pretty far out of the friend zone. I’d just call it you and I testing the waters.”
@ffswynter
Wynter couldn’t help but to groan as she felt Enzo’s lips pulled away from her own. For a second she stood still, her chest still pressed to his, eyes closed. She couldn’t help but to sigh when she heard the male question her once more. “I’ve said it once and i’ll say it again. I’m absolutely positive this is something I want.” Gently, she moved her hand from his neck to his cheek. “But i’m not going to push you. I’m willing to wait. No matter how long it takes you to decide you’re ready for this, i’m always going to be right here beside you.”
Enzo shut his eyes, breathing slowly as he savored the feeling of Wynter’s soft hands on his face. Leaning forward ever so slightly, he rested his forehead against hers as he allowed his mind to wander, processing everything that she was saying. He knew a committed relationship wasn’t something he was in the right mind for at the moment, but he wanted to be close to her in every way that he could. He wanted to be the one to hold her late at night when she couldn’t sleep, the one she called when she needed someone to talk to. He didn’t know exactly what that made them, but who needed labels anyway? Opening his eyes again, he stared back at her, sending her a sly grin. “How about we keep it casual and see how it goes? I still get to see those panties, right?” he joked.
Although her eyes were still closed, Wynter could tell that Lorenzo’s head was probably getting bigger and bigger with the way she was reacting to him. But there was just something about him that made her feel weak. As he pulled her closer, a small smirk spread across her face. “And you’re still a pain in my ass” she teased biting on her lower lip. As cliche as it sounded, as soon as the males lips landed on her own, it were as if everything around them slowed down. She placed her hand against his side, leaning more into the kiss.
If Enzo’s eyes had been open, he would have rolled them at Wynter’s comment, but he still couldn’t keep the corners of his lips from turning upward. As their lips meshed together, he allowed his hands to explore every part of her body that he could reach--her hair, her neck, her back, her ass. He often thought about what this moment would be like, and now that it had finally come to fruition, he was in euphoria. For an instant at least. Try as he might, he couldn’t stop the pang of doubt from creeping back into his mind, causing him to pull himself away from her. Licking his lips smoothly, he stared at her, questioning. “Are you still sure about this?” he asked. Relationships weren’t something he was ever good at, and he feared that his lack of openness would leave Wynter hurt and scorned like all the girls in his past.
“I don’t know, you’re a very mysterious person. I never truly can tell what’s on your mind. I—” Before being able to finish her sentence, she was slightly taken back from the contact of Enzo’s skin against her own. Closing her eyes, goosebumps began to form all down her body. She grasped onto his hand, pressing her chest into his. “Then we’ll deal with it when it happens..” her voice was almost a weak whisper. “I honestly don’t think anything could turn me away from you.”
“You’re far too nice,” he snorted before returning to his serious stance. “I always have a lot of different things on my mind. For example...” He paused briefly, taking a moment to enjoy the way her body responded to him. A confident smirk splayed across his lips as he rested his other hand on her hip, pulling her closer. He stopped to bite his lower lip, his soft brown eyes dancing across her features before he took the plunge, connecting his mouth to hers in a fervent kiss.
You know what I think? That you’re just trying to cover your ass. But that’s okay. I forgive you. Always will. You really want to know? It’s not even sexual really. I just more fantasize us laying naked together, you holding me. I think it’s your touch I fantasize more than anything. With some of the girls around here it’s hard to tell. Just like with the underwear situation. I hate when you say bad things about yourself. Because whether you have a lot of baggage or not, nothing will change my opinion on you.
“You honestly think the only times you ever cross my mind are when I’m drunk or craving sex? You should know me better than that. My touch, huh? You mean like this,” he spoke softly as he let the back of his hand ghost across her cheek, down her jawline and to her neck. His fingers slowly skimmed down her arm until they reached her own, interlocking them together as he brought her hand to his lips to place a chaste kiss to her skin. “You say that now, but what happens one day when you see something you don’t like? What will you think of me then?”
So in other words you’re saying you have to be drunk off your ass or sexually frustrated for you to think of me? You can’t just say something like that and expect me to tell you all my little secrets about you babe. Really? They seem to pay attention to you. Yeah? And what if that’s what I want?
No, not in general, just in that context. We haven’t crossed into that zone before. It’s just an idea that I toy with in my mind from time to time. Indulge me. I’ve already told you one of mine. Really. I mean, I see the way they look at me, and I observe the way they act around me, but I don’t know what they’re expectations are. Why would you? I come with a lot of baggage, Wyn. You don’t deserve to carry that burden.
Well obviously it’s had to of come across your mind. I wont lie, I have fantasized about it. But then again i’m pretty sure every girl on campus has. You’re one of the hottest guys on campus Enzo. Plenty of times. But its so damn hard to stay away when its all you crave.
Maybe it has a few times when I had a little too much to drink or I was feeling frustrated. Tell me about it. What do you think about me when I’m on your mind? Those other girls can think what they want. I don’t pay much attention to them anyway. You should be more careful. I don’t want to burn you, Wynter.
You think whatever you want babe. Don’t pretend you don’t fantasize about me being naked while we’re talking. Trust me, i’m fully aware of what i’m doing.
You’d love to hear that, wouldn’t you? That I think about you posing nude for one of my photoshoots or in other situations. But the real question is whether or not you fantasize about me too. Hasn’t anyone ever advised you against playing with fire?
A little bit dangerous, but baby, that’s how I want it
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Everyone has their own preference I guess. I just don’t understand it. The only time I will ever go commando is in the private of my own room. If you want to know so bad Enzo why don’t you just find out for yourself.
So every time I’m on the phone with you late at night, you don’t have any panties on. Good to know. Look who’s being so forward. You’re perfectly aware of what you’re doing, right?
Oh yea that would be so rude of you to say something about girls not wearing panties. That’s exactly what i’m saying most of them claim they forgot when you know damn well they were just planning on getting lucky. Did you really just… you are seriously the biggest pain in my ass you know that right?
I mean, I’m not the panty police, so if girls wanna go commando, then it’s perfectly fine with me. You can’t really blame them, though. Some girls just live that life. More power to them. Oh come on, Wyn. It’s just me and you. You can tell me. I promise I won’t tell anyone.