I gasped in suprise and kissed him back," I love a few more things about  you other than your face," I bit his bottom lip playfully and ran my hands around his waist," Could we go to your room?" I bit my lip and nuzzled his nck.

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I nuzzled my head down into the crevice between his shoulder and neck, humming lightly as my jugular shook his core. "Of course," I mumbled, pulled back as I traced my lips across his neck. I grabbed one of his hands and led him upstairs towards my bedroom, my fingers trailing lines on the back of his palm. Once we were in my room with the door shut, I kissed him again, palming his face as I ###### the air out.

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I laid down on my back with him on top of me, I pushed him back softly and bit my lip," Isn't this going a bit to fast?" I looked at him and ran my hands down his forearms.

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I pulled back slightly and gave him a look. "It's just making out. Do you want to stop?" I sat up on the edge of my bed, hunched over, waiting for him to reply.

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I looked up at him and shook my head," No not really," I sat up on my elbows and pecked his lips quickly. From the angle I was looking at him from, he looked gorgeous," Do you want to stop?"

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I shook my head as I looked down at him. "I just want to make sure you're comfortable." I leaned back on one of my pillows, crossing on leg over my lifted knee.

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I smiled and scooted closer to him," I'm comfortable," I looked around his room and rested my gaze on him," What are we gonna do when we get back to school?" I looked at him and put my arm over his torso.

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I took in a heaping breath, one that satisfied even the deepest of air hungers. "I don't know" I admitted, watching my ceiling with new found interest. "I can't just jump out of the closet. Especially in the middle of the season." I knew soccer was almost over, but my starting position could be changed by coming out. I bit my lip hesitantly. "I don't mean to sound crude, but there's no way this can go public. Not now."

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I bit my lip and looked at my feet," So once the weekends over, you go back to being a jerk to me?" I turned his head towards, not giving in an option to look away. I stifled a yawn and rubed my eyes.

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"No, not at all." I looked straight at him as I spoke, my eyes slightly widened. "I just won't.. you know, be so nice." I groaned as I leaned my head back. "That came out wrong. It would easier if we just didn't interact. Then I'd have to explain why I'm not being a tool to you and I'd be committing social suicide."

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