Riffah Winter kisses and rebels
Just after rain, winter-ish, a little late around 5-ish it's sunset, we have a event like maybe, cultural night kind. We all stall near the steps of our department, talking and someone wants a drink, so we all get up to go. Rainy puddles, it's a little chilly. You are wearing your wind breaker, something we scolded you about the entire day. "it's too cold for just a wind breaker."
"maybe you need OPPA to warm you up" you elbow the speaker with a snicker.
We walk all the way to the cafe in the bba one. Lights have been turned on so the huts look pretty and aesthetically pleasing. We are waiting in line, talking. And then he pokes your side and stands next to you. Muffler scarf around his neck, the one you gave him as a winter gift. He smiles at you, a blush spreading across your cheeks.
"You didn't wear your coat." he says.
You nod, "don't. I already had so many of them"--- gestures towards your cult--- "scolding me about it."
He laughs and you like the sound of it. He takes his hands out of his own pockets and crawls them quickly yet cautiously into your pockets where he laces his fingers around yours and you both stand, holding hands.
"but I am Goin to scold you anyway."
You pout then look up at him through your eyelashes, "I wouldn't mind if it's you. You can scold me as many times as you like."
And he squeezes your hand, gently yet with a slight hardness. There's a soft look in his eyes, dark hole like pupils, dilated.
He leans in and softly presses his lips at side of your wrapped up head.
You shook your head, no. "why did you kiss me?" you muttered, squeezing his hand.
Looking at you from the corner of his eyes, he whispered, "because when I close to you and I feel like my heart will burst open."
"chorny" a cult member grinned, "stay like this let me take a picture."
"I don't want to see this! GO GET A ROOM."
"YOU GUYS ARE SO CLOSE, GAAAAH I SHIP."
Scratching the back of his head, he shook his head, laughing. "Come on, iff, let's get out of here."
"yeah go iff, get the man!"
Embarrassed, you both leave. Petichor in the air, it was getting dark and there was nobody around. Silence filled the air, as he brought you closer to him and hugged you. "do you feel cold?" he murmured into your coat.
"mhmmm" you shook your head, blushing.
He buried his face deeper into your shoulder. "a lot. Am I loving you, right?"
"reii" you both break away, looking into each other's eyes.
"can I kiss you?" his cheeks were flushed red from the cold, from being close to you, from asking. You blinked hard, then slowly nodded.
Pressing his lips, almost as if brushing them against your, he shook breaking away.
holding your arms, he shook you lightly. "I don't know what you are doing to me. But I like the feeling."
And he leaned in and kissed you. A soft, warm putting out the obvious 'I really love you' kiss it was. When you broke away to catch your breath. He leaned in and rested his forehead against yours. It was dark now. It was cold but not cold enough to take over the fire he started in between the both of you.
His eyes were mimicking candle light in the dark and like a moth, you were attracted to him. Leaking out of the space you both maintained, you tiptoe a little and locked your arms around his head and kissed him hard. In a I want to know what I feel, even a tiny fraction of it because I can't put it into words but kiss me and feel what I feel. And like dripping candle wax, he begun to melt, peeling away all the other illegal thoughts. How dare did he think about a wall, there is non between them anymore. It was not legal. He hold onto a bit of you, then kept grabbing and grabbing at the fabric, as if he couldn't get enough hold of you. Like there was so much to hold yet nothing to be held onto right now. Leaking the heat out of buds of your mouth, breaking away for air wasn't a task thought of. It was all about getting enough of his taste in your mouth and yours in his and you burned. Like a ghost hunting a cabin in the woods, this kiss kept its place in the back of your heads, everything you both would sit down to discuss the first few kisses you ever shared. It was the kiss of the kisses. Like a rebel without a cause, the thrill of being out, in the open, inside the same bubble, lost in each other and almost intoxicated.
Flowing the warmth down from the lips, He traced the path until he found a home between the space in your collarbones. Letting go of your arms, he snaked his way around your waist and held you close. You held onto him tighter, hoping the ribcages will interlock like your lips, like your fingers. As if you shared the same lungs, the same system which generated the feelings. Because he wanted to make you feel the way he was feeling, helpless, longing and like a wild animal running after a prey, desperate to unleash the wrath onto it. But the wrath was of love and his sides ached to make you feel all that. So, He broke down into the new home, like a hummingbird sucking the nector out of a flower.
Light bruise like blush spot were arranged at the new home. He broke away and kissed your bottom lip.
"I wish I could inject you in my bloodstream, leave you there. Feel you flowing inside of me. Staying inside of me. Like that. Safe and God." he kissed to prove his point. "I love you."
There were faint noises in the background. Bubble popped like that, breaking away, unwantedly. Two good souls locking away the rebels. Unchained from each other, walking silently towards the department, eyes locking whenever the road ahead was spotted to be cleared of any puddles. Though unlike you, he didn't care. He was lost in you. Like a moon, hovering around the earth, he felt that way around you, attracted, aching to making contact. This effect made the waves of emotions raise inside of you. But the walk had to be done. Waiting was like poking the straw inside the bubble tea lid.
There was no one inside, even quieter inside the class. He sat down and pulled you into a kiss. You both fell into each other as it got darker, there was nothing to be done. Never been the one to explore was suddenly an explorer, too lazy to get up, became the most active. The skin around his shoulder was rough and they shook when you kissed him there.
When you both drew apart, kisses everywhere, hair messed up, his scent lingering near your sleeves, in your collars, in your hair. A faint cologne and tinsy sweat. His collars loosened up. He looked like he was gently beaten, picked up and tossed, messed up with and left on a chair to be fixed. But he felt comfort in this state.
"you are wearing my favorite color." he whispered, breathlessly.
"i am talking about your skin. It's all red like sunset. I like that." and he brought your palms up to his jaw and rested on them. "you make me feel things. God, I was so stupid to ever think of anyone else. This." he kissed your palm. "is where I always want to be."
Sparkling eyes, you leaned in and kissed his sweaty forehead. "kiss me again."
He looked up and pressed his lips against yours, flowing Inside of you. Holding your waist, as you draw your arms around his neck.
You both kissed so hard that the ceiling above felt like it would shake with loneliness and break down. He batted his eyelashes against yours causing you to smile and laugh. "I can literally feel you in my bloodstream, iff"
"do you want me to get out?" you joked, whispering too close to his lips and murmured against them.
"no, keep flowing, I will direct you to my heart, so it pumps you in to all over my body."
Breaking away from the kiss, like attracted by gravity, he traced his lips all the way down, leaving his taste, his touch onto skin of your neck, praying that this doesn't come to an end. That this goes on forever. Whispering against your skin he asked you to pray that you both always stay this way. Then he, bit at the skin, shaking, sweating as he felt the skin between his teeth. He kissed hard, furiously, gently, then softly then finally leaving a mark. Went onwards. There was so much to be explored. So he kissed the space between where your collar bones meet. He sucked at the skin, kissed it hard. Looking up at you while kissing, your eyes met and you rolled your head back. He wanted his soul to leave his body and be attached to yours, inside the same body, devouring it, always. Not at all begging for mercy.
After leaving all the marks near the entire patch of neck skin and collar bones, he looked up and kissed your nose.
Looking down, as if admiring his art, he smirked. "best piece I ever created."
"oh shuuush" you blushed hard.
And he kissed your cheeks. "help me, iff. I am being abducted by you. Make sure I don't get free, okay?"
