Eli’s lips moved roughly over hers, having missed the feeling of being so close, their lips moving in perfect sync, their breath out of rhythm, her fingers tangled in his hair. He was almost certain that his heart stopped at the soft moan that fell from her lips, and although it wasn’t the first time she’d given him such a reaction, it never ceased to make his breath stutter and his hands shake. He took her gentle, but notable tugging on his hair as a way to distract him from the alluring noise that had fallen from her lips, but now all he could think about was getting her to do it again. His eyes slowly fluttered open as she pulled away, the two desperately trying to regain their breath. Eli let out a shaking sigh of content as her teeth grazed over his bottom lip, his gentle whimper of desire being drowned out by her next kiss, that he still felt on his lips once she had pulled away. His thoughts soon drifted to Christmas day when the two had given up watching The Grinch, exchanging heated kisses, both agreeing not to hold back, their heavy breaths and gentle noises filling the room, how Clare had told him exactly what she wanted… Eli shook the thoughts away, catching his breath as his arm moved around her waist again, holding her securely.
The soft whimper Clare was able to coax from Eli’s lips was faint at best, but she still felt a surge of pride at being able to emit such a noise from him. Her thoughts were swirling around the last time they had done this. Christmas, downstairs on his small couch their bodies so close together but somehow not close enough for her taste. The memory of the distinct growl she was able to release from his lips as she dangerously teased the smooth skin of his collarbone made her face heat up. Trying hard to focus on his rough kisses Clare unintentionally inched her body closer to his as his arm wrapped securely around her waist. Their pant clad legs brushed up against each other gently sending another wave of chills down the younger girls arms and back. The thought of moving just an inch forward more and pressing their clothed chests up against each other made the younger girls lips move rougher against his. Taking a chance and trying hard not to over think what she was about to do she pulled back from their kiss once again, this time capturing his bottom lip in between hers as she sucked gently on the sensitive skin. Feeling her previous act of courage start to waver Clare pulled back, her lips hovering centimeters away from his as her worried thoughts spilled out of her pink kiss stained lips. “That was okay.. right?”
Eli gasped as the younger girl’s body inched closer to his own, feeling his cheeks begin to warm up in what he assumed would be a less-than-manly blush. Embarrassed, and a little flustered, he crushed his lips over hers again, electricity coursing through every part of his body as their lips moved instinctively together, as if they were meant to be that way. He couldn’t help but want her to move forward again, their bodies so close that they were practically molded together, but he restrained his thoughts, scolding himself for ever thinking like that in the first place. Thinking he had done something wrong when she pulled away, Eli quickly started to apologize, his words being cut off by the feeling of her taking his lower lip in her own. His breath hitched in the back of his throat and his grip around her waist seemed to tighten, not expecting, but fairly enjoying her sudden courageous action. Eli barely knew what she was asking him, his eyes slowly opening to gaze at her lazily, the blue on green connection being enough to convince him that she was obviously a little nervous about what she had just done, but he was too flustered to react. He tried to gather some sort of thought to create an answer, taking him longer than he had hoped. “That was much better than okay.” He murmured huskily, pressing his lips against hers in a rough motion, his teeth gently tugging on her lower lip, swiping over the swollen skin with his tongue before meshing their lips together again, taking himself by surprise at his own abrasive actions.