Cousins Celebrate Christmas Pt. 01

"Jesus Christ..." He breathed.

For a good five minutes neither of us moved. My fingernails gently brushed against his scalp, and he breathed softly against my neck. His hands trailed up from my exposed thigh, underneath my t-shirt and they rested against my hips. We didn't say anything.

Colton finally sat up again, and looked at me. Neither of us spoke, neither of us smiled. It was as if we both were realizing what we'd just done, but we were still too fucked up to really care. Colton's hands left my hips and he took my face in his hands. I didn't pull away.

His lips tenderly brushed against mine. My lips parted, his tongue slowly explored my mouth. And I could taste those Malboro Reds on his lips, and the cinnamon on his tongue. My fingers gripped his hair, pulling him closer still to me. I needed him, I loved him.

"Aaron! Come upstairs, we're leaving!" My mother hollered. I pulled away from Colton so fast I fell right off the chair and onto the floor. The spell was broken once more. He looked down at me and started laughing.

"You are one class act, cuz." He said, his blue eyes staring down at me.

"Shut up." I said, trying to pull my pants up from my spot between the desk and the chair. My legs were all tangled in the jeans.

"You know you love me." Colton said. He stood and pulled his pants up, and offered me his hand. I took it, and he tugged me up. I quickly pulled my jeans up and zipped them self-consciously. Where did we stand now?

"You're right, I do." I murmured.

"Aaron, c'mon, let's go!" My mother hollered again. I rolled my eyes.

"Go on, I'll get this cleaned up, kid."

"Thanks." I headed towards the door, but stopped and turned back to him.

"I really do...love you, I mean." I said. Colton smiled back.

"I know, cuz, I know."