Page 41 of Roleplay at Randy's
Matty snickers, and a slow glide of fingers through my hair only makes the pouting worse.
“You offered, silly.”
Silly. That's what I am. Silly, silly Elias who thought he could get closer to the boy with chocolate colored eyes and voice like a sunshine sky without losing his heart in the process.
“I didn't think it'd affect me this much, if I'm honest,” I mumble as he scratches his nails over my scalp.
Even though I can't see it, the smile in his voice is evident. “You're weak for me, Elias Lee.”
Truer words have never been spoken.
I trail my nose up the side of his neck, pressing my lips to his hairline. He shudders but doesn't seem bothered.
“You tease me, but I am.”
So fucking weak.
His fingers grip onto my hair when I mouth along his skin, not sensual in nature, simply seeking.
Seeking what?
His breathing quickens and stutters, and my hands go from perched on his waist to wrapped around his stomach.
I want to hold him.
“Lee,” he whispers, a hint of humor still clinging to the fragile tremble of his voice.
When did he start calling me that? When did I start liking it?
He throws an arm out, and my body goes still in response. Except he doesn't push me away. There's a click—Ah! The stove!—and then liquid sloshing about.
“Lee,” he says again, voice fuller, more firm. He struggles to turn in my arms, chuckling softly until I loosen my grip.
I leave one arm around his waist and lift my other hand to push the hair away from his eyes once he’s facing me. His fingers curl in my shirt, hesitation and anticipation written all over his face.
“I just want to hold you,” I rasp, making sure his gaze is on my mouth.
He swallows and nods. “Okay.”
Okay.
Okay.
The pressure in my chest squeezes so tight that my vision blurs, that the air in my lungs stutters.
“Lee.” Warm fingers brush the back of my neck.
My eyes water, and when those fingers tug me down, I let them guide me to the crook of Matty’s neck.
In.
Out.
Tears leak out no matter how tightly I screw my eyes shut.
What am I crying for?
“I’ve got you,” he says like a prayer into my ear.
