Deep Love
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Thick smoke wafted from the end of the dime sized blunt Addy held between her dainty ring and middle fingers. Sirens could be heard from the nearby highway and she watched through the thin, cheap blinds of the apartment window. Her vision adjusted in the darkness that encased around her. The only light emitted was from the light pole close to the street of her home and the red ember that lit up every time she took a puff of that THC. Her hand was steady and dramatic as she lifted it in a sweeping motion to her lips. That dark red light emitted for exactly eight seconds as she took a long slow pull. A cloud of smoke followed moments later and with it a soft exhalation of breath could be heard. A males voice startled her, though she took another pull off that blunt as if it didn't matter.
"It has been six years, ten days, and three hours since our last meeting. You forgot to leave your forwarding address," Drake spoke firmly and clearly into the darkness. He stood six foot two and nearly towered her smaller five foot five frame. She didn't dare move from the couch, merely glancing up to watch the ceiling fan.
"You forgot to tell me you were gay," her voice was soft and wispy as if she'd been crying. Truth be told, that was why the lights were shut off. Crying was not as dramatic in room lighting, "it has been one week. Stop being so dramatic." He smirked hearing the irritation in her voice, then exhaled when he could hear her sniffle slightly.
Usually he prided himself on being able to frustrate the beautiful woman but it Had been a week. Her lips were sourly missed from his throbbing... cheek. She'd slapped him hard enough to leave a bruise after that day. It began to rain heavily and that normally would be an issue reserved for later except that she had the window up. The sphinx normally liked to leave the windows open and let the rain come in despite the furniture next to it. She did it to purposely trigger his OCD. He just Knew it. To hell with it. He took three long strides to the window and thrust it open. Addy's long curls blew in the wind and rain but Drake was surprised to hear her curse. A long moment of silence passed as she scrutinized his graceful features for any sign of insincerity. After finding none, pouty lips parted to pull from that blunt again though the smoke was held in her mouth as she leaned up to blow it into Drake's parted lips.
"I'm sorry I called you a whore," Drake muttered exhaling the smoke. He was ashamed of himself, and she could tell. "I'm not used to getting close to anyone," he ran a hand through his softly spiked hair, "and you don't do relationships. I saw you with that guy and I flipped out. Your getting under my skin." He looked strained, like it hurt him to admit it. She'd taken a long pull from that blunt again and was exhaling when he'd finished speaking.
"I think your falling in love with me. It's cute, and don't be offended by that word," she said as he leered in her direction. His eyes were bold even in the darkness, orbs of dark sea foam. That was the only way she could describe his eyes. "It's cute," she continued," but I really don't date anymore. You are wonderful and We're friends. I don't want to complicate that with expectations." She dared not touch him for fear of him snatching away. Right now she needed to feel grounded and sure.
"I think I understand and respect that. I can't lie and say it's not true. I do love you Addy. You genuinely care about people and you don't mean to upset me, I know you don't ('No you don't!' screamed his inner consciousness). I just wish this was at a different stage in your life. Like maybe if there was ever a moment in the future..." He felt like he was being weird now. He remembered the first day he met her. He thought that she was nice, too nice and that he would break her heart.
"Don't do that to yourself, talk in circles. It's not that I am saying I know my future, and if I felt like I wanted something special I would be flattered and take you up on that offer. You have been wonderful to me and everything you are telling me confirms how great you are. I feel like I would cry if I wasn't too calm and critical right now. I want to have sex with you again, for sure, but not if it cant be just this. Just me and you as people." She shrugged slightly feeling void of empathy. Sympathy either. Silence filled the room and she found herself tapping his shoulder and passing the blunt.
"Addy," he sighed her name and it purred somewhere deep in her soul. She thought he was wonderful, but not enough to break her mental peace. She wasn't at war with herself on this subject. She wouldn't be moved. Seeing her expression never changing Drake nodded a few times before taking another hit.
"Thank you for understanding. I've been called worse Drake, so don't worry about my feelings. It hurt me more that I would never be able to speak to you again. You seem to understand at least some of who I am and I appreciate the acceptance," she lifted her gaze to his eyes again and he couldn't take the separation any more. He burned alive with her scent and her taste, aching to engulf her again. She was only his for right now but he would take all of what she gave and greedily lap it up. A soft dizzying moan from Addy caused his blood to boil and he lost himself in the moment. No woman nor girl ever has tasted so sweet and given themselves as completely. She surrendered to his touch on a level that was cosmic and every part of him was sensitive and aware of her.
"I love you Addy." And he meant it with all of his heart. It didn't matter much anymore, with her silk curls entangled in his hands, that she was not only his. What mattered most was that she never make him wait a week for her again. He was amazed she could speak of his acceptance when she gave it in ten-fold. He had been gay when he met her. He hadn't mentioned it until their fight... that didn't seem like the smartest idea now. Addy was a gem amongst thieves, shining much too bright for her own good. It honestly wasn't just her looks or sexual prowess. Addy held something that most people generally didn't: peace. Addy was truly at peace in her life and wished everyone else the same. She was a wild woman with no cares and Drake almost envied her. He inhaled softly just before placing gentle lips against her own supple ones. It was a simple exchange yet Addy could feel her breath hitch from the contact, her chest being groped tenderly by Drake's hand. The sensitive flesh was overtaken by sensation and she could feel him urge closer to her, a free hand coming from outer space to turn her body and his body was inserted between her legs to gently rub achingly against her. It felt like electricity raging through her putting her on edge and when Drake pulled from the kiss she could see in his eyes he felt it too. Her lips felt slightly swollen from the aggressive way Drake seemed to bite her bottom lip in possession. She wasn't complaining. Their heavy breathing filled the silence in the room and he found himself gazing at her features. It was one of his favorite hobbies. He reached into his pocket, leaning up on his knees to keep from hovering over her as he retrieved a baggie from his pocket. She had smelled the Sour Diesel from his pocket but hadn't mentioned it. "You want to be high for this," he spoke evenly. She blushed slightly and couldn't help the smile on her lips. The words were lyrics to the song she played for him by The Weeknd. Her hands ran over his chest and she gracefully lifted off of the couch to walk to her room. Her door was a sheer curtain that blew in the breeze of a woven ceiling fan. She brushed it aside quickly and stopped just for a second to rub her toes in the shaggy black carpet of her room. As she began in motion again she scrubbed her feet softly against the silky strands of carpet and grabbed her bong. The glass was filled already with melting ice and she'd just scraped the resin clean. It was beautiful again and she was glad to share it with Drake. "Cupcake is all clean I see." His voice was soft and not far from her ears. She turned around to face him.
"I had some down time. That guy hasn't called me since what happened." She bit down on her bottom lip softly and shrugged. She didn't want to talk about that right now. She handed Cupcake over for Drake to pack a bowl and leaned against her dresser. Drake couldn't really help the smile on his lips. He didn't want to talk about what happened anymore either, and definitely didn't mind finding out That news. Addy was solely his, for the moment.
"Bummer," he said aloud and she rolled her eyes dramatically. He shrugged his shoulders in surrender and passed Cupcake over for Addy to take a hit first. The water began to make a bubbling noise as she pulled the natural suction into her mouth, removing the carp to intake all the smoke. Her hands rubbed against his as she passed Cupcake back and exhaled the smoke. They smoked like that for thirty minutes and he alternated smoking and rubbing the tense muscles of her back. Requiem of a Dream played softly and subtly as they lay together, bodies joined again in a passionate embrace. His hand weaved into her hair to pull her head gently as he devoured her lips enjoying the soft feel of her tongue flicking out to lap at his lips for entrance. There was no orchestrated movements as the harsh violin could be heard growing louder and the haunting voices sang on. He seemed to grow rougher with his touch, his grasp tightening as his need for her increased. She stared into his haunting eyes in anticipation as the fabric of her dress was lifted and left to slide to the floor beside the bed. Inhaling in the smell of her sweet perfume at the base of her neck he growled low and possessive moving his fingertips over the lace covered flesh teasingly moving up and down causing her to tremble and squirm under his touch.
"Drake," Addy moaned begging him with her eyes for more. He thrust his hand into her underwear immediately ripping them in his attempt to feel her flesh against his fingers. The fabric fell away and the warm puddle that touched his hand sent shivers through his own body. "Addy baby please don't say my name like that," came Drake's answering moan. Addy smirked and he knew he was in for it. "Draake," her voice was intentionally raspy and sensual and Right In His Ear. He knew a challenge when it was presented. "You are going to regret this Addy.." It had been a week and not only that she was teasing him? The careful sensual detail flew out the window and with it a new vigor. His index and middle finger rolled down her sex to find her entrance and with no hesitation and excellent precision shoved them inside to the knuckles of his fist. Addy's back arched sharply from the sensation and she rolled down into the foreign digits. This only caused Drake to increase his vigor increasing not only in speed but attention as his thumb rubbed the sensitive nerve endings of her clit. It really Had been a week. For Addy too. She came undone like she was a present being ripped open. Messy and gleaming like a woman anew. Drake was her favorite lover thus far. He massaged her breasts and ran his fingertips over her stomach and thighs causing goosebumps.
"Now if you'll behave I'll continue." His voice was rugged as if she'd rode him instead of his fingers. She nodded meekly a bundle of nerves and he proceeded to unfasten his pants and slide down his boxers. There was no time to fully undress. Her leg was pulled up and around his waist turning her to lay on her stomach and she complied by standing on her knees and placing her hands firmly forward. No time was wasted in burying himself inside of her and he twitched forward even deeper as the sensation rocked him. He had never Wanted a woman before her. Not even on a lets be pretend girlfriend level. It shocked him down to his core how completely attractive she was to him as she writhed underneath his ministrations. And she was the only one whom affected him so.
"Drake?" He hadn't stopped his motions though Addy had noticed his movements had become robotic while he was lost in thought.
"Just thinking about my fascination with you." He smirked at the immediate look of anger. She hated a distracted lover. Placing her hand on either side of his face she pulled him down to kiss her and he responded with three quick thrusts. She broke the kiss to moan out in pleasure and he rolled his hips just right and her eyes widened in response.
"P-p-p.." She struggled for the words. He paused his movements and lifted a brow causing her to growl in frustration. "Harder please..." He twitched inside of her but held firm in his motions. He was already so close...
"Harder!" She demanded and he stared into her eyes. A message of understanding. She was just as close to the crippling edge as he. He began to thrust into her with wild abandon hard enough to bruise the sensitive flesh of her ass from the skin slapping together viciously. The bed frame slapped into the wall releasing a violent slam. Their moans were the only other noises and they both fell over that precipice conjoined together. Neither wanting to separate anytime soon. But the minutes passed and Drake lay beside Addy as she rested on her side facing him and the sweat rolling from her neck to the silk sheets. Addy didn't sweat easily.
"I love you Addy," he wasn't ashamed to say it anymore.
"Drake... I wish I could say it in a way that means it the way that you do. But for what it is worth I love you too." She grimaced at the tacky wording. He knew it was the best he was going to get.
"It's fine Addy." And for once it really was.