Did I hear that right? Why does it sound so real? How can he say something like that — so easily, so seriously?
I must get out of this frozen state. I take a breath, slap my brain to start working again.
"Oh my! Would you look at the time? It's getting late, I should get going home."
With that silly excuse and half-hearted smile, I head toward the door, doing my best not to look back.
My fingers tremble as I reach for the handle — they feel weak, useless. I can't even open a simple lock.
Then I hear it. That low, deep laugh behind me. A large hand presses against the door, right beside mine.
"How can I not fall for such a beautiful brain? Fine, you can leave, Chibi… for now."
A burning sensation blooms on my shoulder as his lips touch through the fabric — a kiss, followed by a gentle nip.
One more touch from him, and I swear my knees will give out.
Finally, he opens the door, and I walk away as fast as my heels allow, his laughter trailing behind me.
But it's not the laugh I know — it sounds… excited. Dangerous.
I'm no psychology student, but common sense says you don't run from a provoked person — you walk. Calmly. Without looking back.
The farther I go, the quieter his laugh becomes.
But the trembling in my body stays. The heat on my skin. The restless thrum under my ribs.
I touch the spot where he kissed me. That same warmth spreads again — like a need I can't name.
What am I supposed to do now?
My childhood friend didn't just confess to me — he practically commanded me not to date anyone else.
Too much information.
Too much confusion.
Too weird a sensation.
Just one solution.
yes, self help is the solution, i need to calm myself down, to end this vibrating sensation in my body and to end this throbbing in my core.
Pressing the vibrating massager on swollen core bud, crossed legs and touched swollen through my shirt and pinching them — gasping.
His face kept coming in mind. It feels so right to use him as imagination, pleasuring myself and keep thinking more deeper.
By vigorously moving the massager on core, with arching my back, I reached on edge and kept pushing myself through it.
With a moan of his name
"Raven...." i finally felt it.
I curled up on my side. I felt relieved and clear mind.
But god! I am a mess and.... lonely?
All because of that J**k Raven.