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A big smile appeared on my face once again, replacing the begging pout. I had actually expected some sort of speech – again – on how school was great, how it helped us develop and that kind of crap. I first kissed Steve back passionately, before pulling away. It was after that, that I realised Steve might’ve wanted more and that I just ruined a perfect moment. But I had to answer, right? I frowned a bit upon myself, but then I started talking. ‘Gosh, Steve, you never cease to surprise me. And, by the way, I would love to go out tonight. Just the two of us, ‘kay?’ While waiting for Steve to respond, I realised something: I felt happy. I felt sincerely and truly happy. Like nothing in the whole world could stop me and like I could do whatever the hell I wanted, as long as I was with Steve. Then I realised something else: Steve made me feel this way. He had caused this feeling of utter happiness. Because of him, I hadn’t drank in two months. Because of him I hadn’t had sex with random strangers every night. Because of him I felt loved. He was the one I could always turn to, when the rest of the world had turned their backs on me. He was always there for me, and he would always be.

I smiled when I thought back at him. I hadn’t seen Rory in quite some time: I was busy with Steve, he was busy with... well, something. ‘You better, or I might just not come,’ I playfully grinned. ‘Anyway, you’re right. I’ll just go find him at noon or something.’ I sighed contently. Steve’s chest was rock hard, but I loved it. Some might find it uncomfortable, I, though, didn’t. At all. Cuddling with him must’ve been the most comfortable positions ever. Listening to his constant heartbeat must’ve been the most comforting sound ever and his hand stroking my hair softly must’ve been the absolute cutest gesture I’d ever experience. Steve must’ve been the best thing that ever happened to me, I was sure of it.

I couldn’t help but think about how it would be like, if Steve would tie me up and I licked my lips. Some peculiar thoughts popped up in my head, but I tried to push them away as soon as possible, knowing the Steve didn’t want that yet. I almost didn’t catch what Steve said, but I focused just in time. I let him take control and moved my hands to his cheeks. I immediately saw through his little plan and didn’t give in. I kissed him back just as slow, this time... he would beg.

I had a bit of trouble not grinning during the kiss, when Steve didn’t seem to continue his teasing, taking full control instead. I loved when he was like this. It happened rarely, though, Steve wanted to keep these moments special and I could understand that, but sometimes it annoyed me like hell. There was something else that annoyed me even more, though, the fact that Steve’s hugs and kisses were the only intimacy I had experienced in two months, for example. It was pleasing at first, but right now I just wanted more. It didn’t even have to be sex; a bit of scotch and a blowjob would do the trick. Something inside of me hoped desperately on him going further, taking our relationship to the next level. But, of course, he didn’t. The disappointment that had quickly built up in my chest after him pulling away, replaced itself quickly for excitement. ‘Can’t wait,’ I whispered back, kissing his neck softly. 

The moan pleased me probably more than it should, but who the hell cared. When he pulled away, my lips immediately missed his soft and perfect skin and I wanted to get up, but then he started talking and it seemed kind of polite to listen. 'Come on, you have to go to your friend. I'll go call some restaurants and make a reservation.' I sighed at that, even though he was right. ‘Okay then, if you get your gorgeous ass of off me, I’ll get dressed.’ I grinned at him, noticing the change in his skin colour. 

I chuckled loudly at what Steve said and didn’t even bother to talk against his word. Steve wasn’t one to give in that quickly, he’d keep up with the compliments ‘till I either agreed with him, or fell asleep, or something. I quickly grabbed some clothes together and put them on, before returning my attention back to the blonde, that I was glad to call my boyfriend. ‘Italian, du-uh!’ I half-shouted. ‘You should know that by now, Rogers!’ I took two big steps towards Steve and poked his extremely muscular chest. 

Gosh, I feel like I'm just repeating everything that is already said like a zillion times ._.
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I couldn't help but gasp a bit more than a little at Steve’s sudden movement. My minded seemed to stop working for a moment and answering the comment wasn’t exactly the first thing to come to my mind. I bit my lip softly, licking it afterwards. After a little while my mind started working again. ‘Why, maybe we should,’ I whispered. I copied his playful expression and a similar grin to his crept on my face. I tiptoed as high as possible with Steve’s body against mine, then leaned towards him to kiss the guy. The way Steve’s hands were wrapped around my wrists was turning me on a bit more than it might should. But come on, I hadn’t had sex in what? Two months? I needed it, very badly. 

My chest, head and mind exploded when the man in front of me moved on. He dropped my wrists, but before they could fall aside my chest, I already hooked them behind Steve’s head, pulling him closer. His big hands explored my upper body and I loved it. My left hand moved up to his hair, pulling it softly. ‘Tony, are you there? All the lessons were dismissed, so I thought I could go and get you now.’ I immediately pulled away from Steve’s delicious lips. God, Rory, now? Seriously? In my head I threw millions of profanities at my ‘friend’. I let my arms slump against my body and looked at Steve. I noticed the disappointment written over his gorgeous face, ruining it. ‘I’m sorry, Steve,’ I said softly.