their eyes met briefly and it was clear that the senior was busy checking her out much to her disbelief. there wasn’t much to stare at, of course. she was just… callie. dressed in the most casual outfit consisting of denim shorts and a thin tee to help her stay cool from the summer heat. her hair is still short from the haircut she pulled the previous semester, but is now tied back into a small half ponytail as the remainder of her loose locks stuck out of place and were tucked behind her ears. she was more than sure she hasn’t changed over the summer physically so the fact that nate still made it a point to linger his gaze over her body, the gesture makes her feel that perhaps, maybe, there was something worth looking at — even if it was an unintentional sentiment, but she digresses.
she wasn’t at all surprised by his actual intentions. not in the slightest. the moment he reached out for the belt loops of her shorts, she knew what he wanted and she was more than willing to comply. so she allows him to take the initiative, maneuvering herself at his coaxing as she finds herself now straddling his torso, her hands pressed against his chest as she steadies herself. she watches him carefully, knowingly, as his hands began tracing her skin underneath the soft material of her shirt, his touch welcomed and familiar.
“oh, really…?” her words trail off as she doesn’t wait to lean into him, her lips already hastily capturing his. and then she hears a small click, the male’s fingers easily unhooking her bra which now hung loosely on her shoulders. he was already working fast, but callie didn’t mind as she felt herself trying to catch up as well. her own hands were eagerly tugging at the looseness of his shirt wanting to remove it just as much as he wanted to remove hers.
she missed this. she missed his touch. she missed being with him. and it certainly didn’t help the fact that they spent this whole entire summer just teasing each other, building up to this very moment.
freeing the bottom of his shirt from underneath her thighs, she finally managed to get her hands to come into contact with his warm skin, feeling the familiar ripples of his abdomen as she slowly began riding up the piece of clothing further and further upwards.
“then show me.” she breathes against his skin, her lips still grazing the corners of his. she wanted to tease him some more, but even with the way his gentlest of touches were already enough to make her fidget and anticipate on what’s next to come, she knew that any further teasing would put the both of them in a predicament — especially when they were already worked up as it is.
“mmm, really,” he mumbles into the kiss, which neither of them hesitates to deepen. their mutual desperation is clear, the both of them working faster than what would be considered normal for them — none of their usual teasing is present now. in what feels like lightning speed compared to their usual pace, callie’s bra is already unhooked, with the younger in the process of removing nate’s shirt, the familiar touch of her hands stroking over his abdomen.
callie speaks again, her words a desperate plea for nate to stay true to his words. normally, this is where he’d tease her, for being so eager already, but— there’s no time for that, not right now, not with just how much he’d missed her over the summer, how badly he wants her now. ...yeah, they definitely need to speed this up.
and show her he will — he doesn’t need to be asked twice. he sits up, keeping callie in his lap, and he’s quick to lift his arms above his head, helping her finish what she had started. once his shirt has been discarded, his hands find their way back under her shirt, making quick work of removing it completely.
“god, callie.” he damn near moans her name, his breath shaky as their kisses have gotten increasingly messier as they’ve grown more desperate. half their clothing is long forgotten, having been thrown carelessly in the direction of the floor. his hands can’t stay off her, stroking against her exposed skin, as if he’s recommitting to memory what she feels like against him.
still, he wants more. and he’ll be sure to let her know that. “i missed you so bad.” he pulls back to speak, breathing out his words. his lips are soon back on her though, as he starts leaving open-mouthed kisses along her jaw, down towards her neck.
“want you,” he breathes out between kisses. his hands are moving down, too, down her back, before stopping at the waist of her shorts. “need you.”
