GENERAL NOTES → Riley doesn't feel well, so Keaton invites her over to try and cheer her up.
SIDE NOTES → Smut.
Keaton looked up at the ceiling and closed his eyes for a moment. He'd gotten into yet another argument with his mother, and this one had ended badly. Carter had stayed at work late as usual, leaving Keaton to face his mother while Mere stayed locked away in her room and Casper was away. The two never seemed to get along for more than five minutes, but it was something that could never change. Getting up, he pushed down his hair with his hand and left his room, hoping that his mother wasn't back from her fashion show. Unlocking the gate and stepped outside, he sat down on the front step and looked down.
Riley had been having a horrible day. Nothing anybody was able to do could cheer her up. After talking to Keaton she decided to head over to his place. She stayed in her yoga pants and tank top, not in the mood to get all dolled up to go to her boyfriend's house. She walked over there, seeing him outside the gate. She walked up to him, sitting beside him. She kissed his cheek, laying her head gently on his shoulder.
Keaton felt Riley at his side before he actually knew she was there. Letting out a deep breath, he wrapped his arm around her and slowly raised up. He knew she was having just as bad of a day as he was, but he wanted to know why. Swallowing hard, he looked back down at the ground and shook his head slightly. "What's the matter Riley?" he asked, his voice low and concerned.
Riley shook her head when he asked what was wrong. She looked ahead of her, biting her lip gently. "I don't want to talk about it," she said in a soft voice.
Keaton 's fingers grazed the girls side with ease. He'd hated seeing her sad from the start, and now it was twice as bad. "Please?" he asked, leaning closer.
Riley closed her eyes, letting out a soft breath. "I...I can't. I want to but I can't. If..." She shook her head again and picked her head up.
Keaton moved his free hand to the girls face and looked at her, his eyes studying her expression. "If what?"
Riley bit her lip before looking up at him. She could feel her eyes water, but didn't want him to see. "I...I can't say. I can't do it."
Keaton felt himself growing frustrated and sighed. He still wasn't completely used to the whole relationship deal, but he needed to know what was bothering Riley before it killed him. "Riley, you can tell me anything. We're together now. We're in things together."
Riley nodded, wiping beneath her eyes. "I know we're together now. I know we're in this together now. It's just...it's not something anybody knows. It's something that I haven't told anybody, and I don't know if I can."
Keaton moved closer and leaned his forehead against Riley's. "Listen to me Riley," he said, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'm not just anybody. I'm your boyfriend now. This is what couples do. We tell each other things and hope that the other can make it better."
Riley tried not to break down as Keaton spoke. She knew he was right, but talking about this was not easy. "Even if I told you, there's nothing you could do to make me feel better. And I'm not saying that to get you upset. It's just the truth. There's nothing anybody can do."
Keaton felt the sting in his chest at her words. He knew there were somethings that people just couldn't fix, but he never imagined having to deal with one. Nodding, Keaton kept his head against hers. "Just tell me Riley. Please?"
Riley closed her eyes, fighting back the tears. She didn't want to tell him. She was determined to keep this to herself, until she broke down and finally admitted what was wrong. "Ever since my parents divorce I've been getting letters from some guy. It started off being only one letter a month, so I would just throw them out. But last year they started coming more and more often. I got one a couple of weeks ago that really freaked me out. When I opened it the letter said that the guy was my biological father, and had proof of it. But there's no way he's my father. He can't be. I haven't told anybody before now. You can't say anything to anybody."
Keaton squeezed his arm around Riley, pulling her into his side. At first, he was angry. He didn't fully understand the situation until she'd finished. Her father? Her 'real' father? Biting down on his lip to think, Keaton kept his eyes on her. He wouldn't tell anyone, no matter what. Finally finding words to say, he kissed her cheek and rubbed his thumb under her eye. "Did he say what his name was? Or even explain anything?" he asked, wanting to know more about the entire situation. "Riley, I'm /so/ sorry." As of now, Keaton's problems no longer existed. It was about Riley and Riley only for him.
Riley was unsure of what to think during the moments of silence proceeding her confession. When he finally spoke, she shook her head. "He just said it was before my mom met my dad. They'd hooked up and she became pregnant with me. But she wouldn't keep that secret from me. Would she?" She closed her eyes again, her face resting in her hands as she tried to calm herself down. It wasn't easy, but she was honestly so thankful for Keaton in this moment. If she didn't have him, she didn't know what she would do.
Keaton wrapped both of his arms around her tightly and shook his head. "I don't think your mom would do that to you Riley. But- but if she did, I bet there's a good reason why." Kissing the top of Riley's head, Keaton looked down the driveway and closed his eyes for a moment. He was caring for the girl in his arms more and more everyday, and now he knew there was no backing out. "We'll figure this out. I won't tell anyone, I promise."
Riley lifted her head up, any makeup left on her face now long gone. Her eyes were red from crying. She was a mess right now. She leaned in, pressing her lips to his. "You're the best thing that's come into my life in a long, long time."
Keaton didn't care if Riley was wearing makeup or not, he still thought she was beautiful. Kissing her back gently and slightly tugging on her lip, Keaton smiled and nodded. "Same here. I mean it."
Riley looked into his eyes, smiling softly. She rested a hand on his cheek. "Think we can maybe go inside? I'm kind of getting a little cold out here."
Keaton nodded, giving her one final kiss before getting up and holding out his hand. "Ladies first," he said, opening the door with a smile.
Riley smiled, taking his hand before standing up. She walked inside before him, her arms crossed. She rubbed her arms with her hands, trying to warm up.
Keaton walked in behind her, kicking the door shut. Moving to wrap his arms around her from behind, Keaton kissed her neck once and sighed. "You going to be okay?"
Riley placed her hands on his, keeping close to him. She shrugged. "I think if the letters stop coming I will be."
Keaton nodded, his lips staying close to her skin. "Then let's hope the letters stop."
Riley nodded, shivering once from his lips on her skin. "Mm. Fingers crossed."
Keaton smirked, but raised up from her neck. He didn't want to take advantage of her. "If you get another one, come straight here."
Riley turned around, wrapping her arms around his waist. "You're the best, babe."
Keaton shrugged. "I'm just trying to be what you need," he said, his eyes locked onto hers.
Riley ran her hands up and down his back gently. "You don't need to try. You're doing it perfectly."
Keaton bit down on his lip, her hands sending waves of heat through his body. "I want to try though. Just to make sure I don't screw up."
Riley leaned up on her toes, pressing her lips once to his before standing back down on her feet. "You won't screw up. Besides, relationships are about working through our screw ups...together."
Keaton kissed her back, his hand tightening around her waist as she lowered back down onto the ground. "You're right," he said, looking down and smiling. Raising his head, Keaton pulled Riley closer. "Still cold?"
Riley smiled softly up at him, shrugging. "A little bit, but being in your arms does help a lot."
Keaton smiled and nodded toward the stairs. "I know just the place to get you warm," he said with a grin. "It involves a lot of cuddling and kisses though."
Riley smiled and giggled softly, playfully tilting her head. "Cuddling and kisses? I think I'd be okay with that if it helps warm me up."
Keaton grinned and playfully started walking her back toward the steps. "I really think it will," he said with raised brows. "I guess we'll have to see though."
Riley smiled and laughed, starting to walk up the steps. "I think it will. I hope it will at least."
Keaton followed the girl up to his room and shut the door quietly behind them. With her back turned, Keaton wrapped his arms around her from behind once more kissed against her neck with a grin.
Riley tossed her purse on the floor and kicked her shoes off. She placed her hands on his after moving her hair away from her neck. She tilted her head slightly, giving him better access.
Keaton laughed lowly against the girls neck and smirked. "In a hurry or something?" he asked, his lips grazing against her neck as he spoke.
Riley laughed softly, rubbing the back of his hands with her thumbs. "Not really. I'm rather enjoying this."
Keaton raised his eyebrows and playfully bit down on Riley's neck. Kissing over the mark, he pulled his lips away and tightened his arms around her. "More than the locker room?"
Riley closed her eyes, taking in a sharp breath when he bit her neck. "I didn't enjoy that until the end."
Keaton shook his head and kissed against her ear. "And why's that? I thought you really enjoyed it."
Riley shivered, squeezing his hands. "After I almost killed you for torturing me I enjoyed it."
Keaton whispered into the girls ear, his body pressing into hers lightly. "You tortured me. It was only payback."
Riley kept her eyes closed. "You should have given me a free pass. It was my first time."
Keaton moved one his hands lower and stopped at the top of her tightly fitted yoga pants. "I never said I didn't enjoy it."
Riley turned around, running her fingers under his shirt and up his back. "I know. But you still should have given me a free pass for the torturing."
Keaton gently pushed Riley back onto the bed and moved to hover over her. "Baby, I didn't make you wait long," he said, his eyes traveling to her tank top.
Riley ran her fingers up and down his spine, giving him a look. "Only because I was complaining."
Keaton rolled his eyes, finally moving onto the bed beside of her. "I wouldn't have made you wait any longer even if you weren't complaining. I like watching you squirm."
Riley sat up, looking down at him. "You like watching me squirm? How sweet of you, babe."
Keaton smiled and shrugged. "You know what I mean." Moving his hand to rest over her leg, Keaton gave her a light squeeze.
Riley placed her hand over his, leaning down. She pressed her lips once to his before sitting up again.
Keaton kissed her back, groaning when she pulled away. "If you keep doing that, I think I'm going to lose my mind babe."
Riley laughed softly. "Keep doing what? Kissing you? I'll keep my lips to myself then, or I'll find someone else to touch my lips," she said with a playful wink.
Keaton didn't want anyone else near his girlfriend's lips. Moving up, Keaton pushed her back onto the bed gently and leaned over her. "No one else is allowed to touch your lips." With that, Keaton leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.
Riley leaned up and pressed her lips back to his, slowly pulling away. "Oh really? Territorial over my lips?"
Keaton nodded against her lips and pulled away slightly. "Territorial over your everything, miss Riley Parker."
Riley teasingly ran her nails up and down his spine. "Is that so? Well, that makes me feel kind of special."
Keaton kissed her cheek and let out a deep breath against her skin. "Would you get mad if another girl touched me?" he asked, his eyes moving to hers.
Riley "Are you kidding me? I'd kill another girl if she touched you."
Keaton nodded and smiled. He'd never knew what it felt like to have someone to be so protective over him. "So if Kim were to touch me, you'd get super pissed?"
Riley sat up, looking down at him. "Yeah. I'd get super pissed, especially since Kim is one of my friends."
Keaton bit down on his lip and looked up at the ceiling. "I don't think Kim would ever do that do you."
Riley glanced over at the wall, running a hand through her hair before standing up. "I would really hope not.”
Keaton pulled on Riley's arm easily and smiled. "I wouldn't be with anyone but you Riley. I promise."
Riley looked down at him, smiling softly. She climbed back on the bed, laying on top of him.
Keaton wrapped his arms around her back and smiled up at her, his eyes trailing over her chest for a mere second.
Riley smiled softly, then rolling her eyes when she saw where his eyes went. She took one of his hands, putting it on her chest. "I know you want to do this, or see the shirt off, so I just went with this option for the moment."
Keaton rolled his eyes in return and gave her breast a gentle squeeze. "Always just assuming," he said with a grin.
Riley gave him a look. "I saw where your eyes went, sweetheart."
Keaton gave her breast another squeeze and bit down on his lip. "I was just looking. That's all."
Riley "So you didn't want to touch?" She slowly sat up, sitting on his lower stomach.
Keaton let out a deep breath and looked at her. "No. I wanted to touch," he admitted.
Riley got off of him and sat beside him. "I had a feeling. Most guys don't look just to look."
Keaton sat up and pulled her close, his chin resting playfully on her shoulder. "Do you ever feel like- like I'm pressuring you into anything?"
Riley wrapped her arms around him, shaking her head. "I've never once felt like that."
Keaton swallowed hard and smiled. "Good. 'Cause i don't want you to feel like that.. Ever."
Riley leaned in and kissed his cheek. "I don't think I ever will."
Keaton closed his eyes, taking in the scent of her perfume. "Thank you," he whispered.
Riley rested her forehead against his. "For what?"
Keaton kissed get gently and opened his eyes. "For making me realize that taking the risk is always worth it."
Riley leaned in and kissed him back. "So now you believe life is about taking risks?"
Keaton nodded. Tugging on her lip, Keaton moved to rest his hand back over her breast. "I'll be taking risks more often."
Riley let out a gentle laugh against his lips. "You will, huh? Like what?"
Keaton playfully slid his tongue against her lips and shrugged. "That's a surprise babe."
Riley allowed his tongue to slide into her mouth, her hand running playfully over his crotch. "Tease."
Keaton felt the fire in stomach as her hand trailed over him. "Oh, I'm the tease?" he asked, his fingers sliding down the strap of her tank top.
Riley winked playfully. "Yes. You are the tease."
Keaton deepened the kiss with one push of his tongue and pulled back. "Who's hand is teasing who right now?"
Riley slowly pulled her hand away. "Yours is. You keep pulling my strap down."
Keaton grinned and moved his hand to the other side of her tank top and pushed down the straps. "Okay, maybe I am."
Riley laughed, shaking her head. "See? I told you. You're always teasing me."
Keaton pushed Riley back gently and shrugged. "So you don't like it when I tease you?"
Riley "I do like when you tease me."
Keaton bit down on his lip, his heart beginning to race. "You do?"
Riley nodded, running a hand up his back. "I do."
Keaton raised up the end of Riley's tank top and grinned. "I thought you hated it babe."
Riley laughed softly. "Teasing I like. Tormenting I hate."
Keaton pulled on her shirt a little more. "I think your shirt should come off."
Riley laughed, shaking her head. She pulled her tank top off and over her head, tossing it on the floor. "Happy?"
Keaton nodded and glanced down at her chest. "Yes. Yes, I'm happy."
Riley gave him a look. "If you want my bra off, you have to take that off yourself."
Keaton lifted himself up and rolled Riley over. "Seems like I'm always doing the work," he said playfully. Reaching for the clasp of her bra, Keaton unsnapped it and slid it down her arms, finally letting her turn back around.
Riley rolled her eyes. "That is such crap. I came here. Walking was work. I took off my tank top. That was work too."
Keaton kissed down her neck as his hands trailed her legs. "I'm working right now babe. Aren't I?" With his question, Keaton's teeth grazed over her uncovered breast.
Riley closed her eyes, letting out a shallow breath as his teeth grazed over her breast. "I thought this was fun. I didn't think it was work."
Keaton bit down on her nipple and shrugged. "It's fun baby. I'm only /teasing./"
Riley groaned, running her fingers through his hair. "Remember when I said I liked you teasing?"
Keaton nodded, keeping his teeth locked onto her nipple.
Riley tugged on his hair. "I lied."
Keaton already knew that the girl beneath him didn't like teasing. Pushing his hips into hers, Keaton pinned Riley against the bed and groaned slightly. "I don't like it either."
Riley decided that to get him back, she'd push her hips hard into his, rolling them together. "So then why do you do it to me when you know I'm going to give it back to you?"
Keaton thrusting his hips back into hers roughly, Keaton let out a deep breath. "We never got to have that angry sex the other night."
Riley groaned as she continued to push her hips into his. "Because I didn't want to take my anger out on you, and right now we're both not angry."
Keaton swallowed hard and pulled down her yoga pants slightly. "Maybe I think it'd be hot to have you take it out on me. Scratching me.. biting me.."
Riley lifted her hips up slightly. "You think so, huh? Too bad I'm not angry right now," she said while leaning up to press her lips to his shoulder.
Keaton didn't care whether the girl was angry or not, he wanted her an was going to have her. "Yeah well, you weren't mad the first time we had sex either."
Riley rolled her eyes before laying her head back against the pillow. "I never said I wasn't going to have sex with you. I just said I wasn't going to have anger sex with you."
Keaton pulled down her yoga pants the rest of the way, slinging them onto the floor with one swift movement. "So you wanna have sex with me right now?"
Riley shrugged. "Maybe I do, and maybe I don't."
Keaton 's hand slid over her covered opening teasingly as he stared down at her. "Maybe you don't?"
Riley gave him a look as her hands began to cover her breasts. "Tease me again and see what happens, Baizen."
Keaton raised his brows. The Baizen in him just had to push her though; had to see what she'd do. Sliding his hand back over the same spot, Keaton smirked.
Riley rolled her eyes and groaned quietly, grabbing his wrist before pulling it away. She looked into his eyes, shaking her head.
Keaton cocked his head to the side for a moment, wondering if she'd only done that for slight punishment. Moving his hand back down to her, Keaton pulled on the side of her panties.
Riley knew she had to do something the moment she felt her panties moving aside. She slowly slid her way from underneath him. She hung upside-down from his bed, slowly going into a back walkover before standing up. "No teasing."
Keaton watched as his slender and flexible girlfriend moved out from his reach. Turning around to lay down on his back, Keaton pulled off his shirt and threw it to the side of the room. "I don't want to tease babe. I just want you." Pulling off his shorts, he grabbed himself through his boxers and grinned.
Riley rested her hands on her waist, laughing softly. "Then quit teasing me and just have me, handsome."
Keaton pulled down his boxers slowly, his length straightening as he looked up at her. "Maybe I want a ride," he said, a wink following.
Riley smirked, slowly sliding her panties down. She stepped out of them, walking over to him. "Do you think you can handle that?"
Keaton nodded, his eyes trailing up her body. "I guess we can only find out babe. Can /you/ handle it is the real question?"
Riley stood in front of him, pushing him back onto the bed. She crawled on top of him before carefully sliding herself down onto him. She let out a quiet groan before starting to bounce up and down on him, grinding her hips down into his.
Keaton grabbed onto Riley's waist, his eyes falling closed as she mounted him. He'd been wanting her to ride him for days, and now that it was finally happening, Keaton thought he was going to lose his mind. "Fuck," he groaned quietly, his eyes opening watch as she bounced.
Riley ran a hand up her body, the other resting on his chest. She continued to roll her hips around his, making her movements faster as her breathing became more and more shallow.
Keaton raised up slightly, his lips hovering over her breasts before finally biting down onto her easily as his eyes fell closed once more and his hips bucked into hers.
Riley 's eyes rolled in the back of her head. "Oh fuck..." She wasn't expecting him to bite down on her the way he did. She ran her fingers through his hair, tugging on his soft locks.
Keaton knew that his siblings were probably home, but they'd understand- maybe. Sitting up completely, Keaton's tongue flickered over her skin before he pushed her back and took control. Sliding back into her with ease, he began to thrust into her hard, his body slamming into hers.
Riley groaned rather loudly, rolling her hips up into his. She ran her hands up ans down his back, her eyes closed.
Keaton knew that each and every time the two were together, it'd get better and better. As he continued to go down on her, Keaton kept his eyes closed and hips bucking hard.
Riley moved her hands to his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin. She wrapped a leg around his waist, groaning in pleasure.
Keaton slowly began to twist his hips, groaning as he entered her at different angles with each thrust.
Riley allowed her nails to drag down his back, closing her eyes as he moved in her more and more. She leaned up, pressing her lips to his neck as he thrusted into her.
Keaton 's teeth sunk into his lip as he felt her nails digging into his skin. Hoping she'd leave marks, Keaton turned his neck to the side, allowing her lips to leave as many kisses over his skin as she wanted.
Riley began to suck and bite down on his skin, nails still running up and down his back. Whenever he thrusted into her is when her nails scratched at him. She found his pulse point on his neck, sucking on it to leave a love bite there.
Keaton felt himself beginning to unravel. He began pounding into the girl beneath him, only taking in her moans and the feeling of her teeth and nails against his skin.
Riley moved her lips away from his neck and bit down gently on his shoulder, attempting to suppress the moans that were dying to escape her lips. Her nails dug deep into his shoulder blades, trying hard as ever to hold her orgasm back for just a little longer.
Keaton hoped that his siblings were doing something that blocked out the noises coming from his room. When he couldn't hold himself back any longer, Keaton moved himself deep inside of Riley and came, wondering if the girl was going to fall apart as well.
Riley could feel herself getting closer and closer, no matter how much she wanted to stop it. The moment she felt him cum inside of her, is the exact moment she came. She bit down once more on his shoulder, a little harder this time, nails still in his shoulder blades.
Keaton 's hips slowly came to a stop. Resting inside of her before pulling out, Keaton moved over and laid down flat against the bed, staring up at ceiling. "You're amazing Riley," he breathed, a smile on his lips.
Riley rested her hands on her stomach, trying to catch her breath. "I am not that amazing. But that...that was amazing."
Keaton laughed weakly and rolled over to face the girl beside of him. "You really are though." Kissing her shoulder once, Keaton laid his head beside of Riley's and closed his eyes. "I'm going to miss you," he whispered, not even thinking about it.
Riley laid her head next to his, her eyes closing as well. "I'm going to miss you too. But we still have a year before I even go to college. Plus, I have no idea what school is even going to accept me, if any even do."
Keaton let out a low, quiet breath and kissed the girls cheek. "I'll tell you the same thing I told Mere. Go to whatever school you want to go to. Screw what everyone else thinks or says."
Riley found his hand, locking their fingers together. "I know. I know. I'm just afraid none of the schools I want to go to will even accept me."
Keaton shook his head and looked over at her. "You're a freaking genius compared to me. I'm sure every school you apply for will want you. They'd be stupid not to."
Riley gave him a look before looking back at the ceiling. "I don't even want to think about it. Leaving high school and starting college is going to be so weird."
Keaton bit down on his lip. He didn't want to think about Riley leaving either. He wanted the girl to stay in high school with him, but he knew she couldn't. "You'll love it though. No more teachers jumping down your throat. You'll be free.”
Riley shrugged, moving a piece of hair from her face. "But I'll be away from you, depending on where I go. Leaving you is going to be one of the hardest things I do next year."
Keaton closed his eyes once more, trying to push off the hurt that he felt in his chest. "Don't worry about it. I'll still be here and I can come see you whenever you're free. Just- don't hold back."
Riley closed her eyes, trying to fight back the tears that wanted to come. "Keaton. You're my boyfriend. Of course I'm going to worry about it. I don't want to leave you."
Keaton pulled Riley closer and kept his eyes closed. "Let's just go to sleep. I don't want to talk about this right now and I know you probably don't want to either."
Riley moved her head and laid it on his chest, nodding. "I don't think I can talk about it right now."
Keaton leaned down and kissed Riley's forehead. "Then let's rest babe. We'll talk about it in the morning."
Riley leaned up and gave his cheek a soft kiss before laying her head back down. "Night, Keaton."
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