He pulls you into his hold after that, so he can hide how flustered he actually is, huffing and muttering how unfair you are into your ears. You may not be able to see his face, but the fast beating of his heart as it radiates through your body will tell the tale. How about you make him eat his own actions?
He would definitely be taken aback, flustered, even. BAJI gets flustered when you profess your love to him. Baji Keisuke, well known blockhead when it comes to love. It took him a while to realize his feelings towards you let alone even confess. It doesn't take much to get him flustered, but hearing you easily say the words that he struggles to even get out because of pure embarrassment gets him the most.
Shower him with your confessions of love nonstop. Keep reading. He may have a hard time being honest with the feelings he holds for you, and granted he does try to hide them most of the time. Keyword: try. It took every bit of strength within you not to turn and elbow your partner in his gut, as those cursed words fell from his lips.
God only knew what manner of creatures stalked through it under the full, gleaming moon hanging in the sky…but at this point, with this much anger built up in your body, you would have rather slept on the ground than with the man you had given all your love to.
With how tightly he held you, your faces were only an inch apart, and you could smell the alcohol on his breath as it washed over you, as well as the embedded odor of blood and wet dog that persisted even after a thorough bath. You could tell the beer was already working its way through his system, and he did usually get over his drunkenness quite quickly, the tinge of slurred words and imbalance slowly losing its edge as the cold sobered him up.
You were about ten seconds from throwing it to the ground, though, and walking away from Trevor for at least tonight. You knew exactly which buttons to push to get Trevor riled up, and saying that was like pressing every one of them. Not his. His voice had been reduced to a growl in the back of his throat, and you forced yourself to simmer down as you felt the rumbling against your chest. Normally, those tones were saved for when he was seven inches deep inside you, and murmuring praises against your neck…and maybe that thought was what fueled your courage to say what you did next.
Trevor furrowed his brow even more at that, and you could almost see the thoughts swirling in his head, as he struggled not to envision you getting familiar with your vampire friend….
The only thing you would probably accomplish was pissing each other off. You let out a sigh, and the more frustrated Trevor became, the less energy you felt you had for these kinds of charades. The more you thought about it, the more you knew you loved him, even though he was an oaf more often than not—and the more you tried to argue with him while he was smashed, the worse you were going to feel afterwards.
Besides, the last thing you wanted was to get in the habit of fighting fire with fire…not with the man you loved. Your look of disbelief only lasted a moment, as it was all kissed off your lips by a fumbling, clumsily-eager drunk.
What little that remained of his scruffy beard rubbed against your chin as he kissed you again, this time deeper and with much more lying dormant behind it. To others, he might have sounded like he was drunkenly rambling…but you could tell the difference in the way his eyes sparkled when he spoke about you, and you knew that every word was entirely sober.
Now you were sure you knew why he held you so close, when you finally took notice to the undeniable stiffness in his trousers, that weighed heavy on his belt like a beast struggling to escape its confines. Trevor shifted his jealous fury so quickly into lust that it nearly made your head spin, and suddenly he was ignoring the prospect of being seen and groping you brazenly through your clothes, only barely being kept away by gentle swats and blushing cheeks.
He reciprocated with a hefty smack to your behind, just to grab a handful after to remedy the sting with a chuckle. This time he managed to slip some tongue in as well, to accompany only the first of many kisses you would receive all over your skin….
Now get that little ass in there…and let me show you how a Belmont makes a proper apology. MIKEY gets flustered when you make the first move.
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