2
Lazarus
Legs tangled like a braid, Cassius's body on top of mine. His beautiful, perfect blue eyes point north, my eyes shift to see a distant, dark silhouette of a person standing in between trees and the barren land, that separates the forest and the academy grounds. My eyes close that distant gap that separates the silhouette that keeps us and the shadow apart only disappearing into a puff of smoke when we locked eyes.
Intently tightening my grip along Cassius's waist, his toned, thin body pressed in between mine. Not wanting to let go of Cassius's waist, only for a minute longer for Cassius to interrupt with his mesmerising, radiant, blue eyes focusing on mine.
I leaned my head and asked, with my voice like a soft comforting murmur. "Everything alright, Cassius."
Cassius's ears lighten with a soft colour of baby pink, his cheeks bursting with the same baby pink. While quietly remarking.
"Call me, Cass." He said, a voice so soft and delicate that barely any human could hear. But we are not, at least not anymore. Soon Cass's neck started turning into another delicate baby pink.
"Sure, Cass." My voice is smooth and deep, having comfort be carried with warmth when saying his name. Only to be looking into his eyes again and having his cheeks be stained in a darker pink, murmuring soft remarks. Having me chuckle, while burying my head in his cury, poised hair.
Cass's murmurs turned to muffled remarks, to peacefully breathing in my ear, as he positioned his head to the crook of my neck. Kissing the top of his head and loosening my tightened grip around his waist, to re-position both of us.
My back now against the rough bark of the orange maple tree, legs now untangled, only for Cass to be sitting on my lap, face forwards towards mine. Drowsily he sagged into the nape of my neck and my chin at the top of his head. His breath was calm and relaxed, mouth so close nearly kissing my left ear.
Few minutes later, we were basking in each other's presence. Cass's chest pressed against mine, his legs crossed at the back of my waist and his head still at the nape of my neck. Cass softly and lazily murmurs in my left ear.
"Laz, can you take me to my room please." His voice leaves a long lasting sigh. His lips are soft and moist at the side of my neck, pressing a never ending kiss.
Cass's tight, long sleeved, satin, black button down shirt sticks to his thin, toned waist. My hands leave an imprint of where they used to be on Cass's waist. Now in a bridle style like position, my right hand at the back of his thighs, cotton wrapped, black pants, on the other hand to my left holding up his upper body, Cass's head pressed on my chest. Moving my body upright and standing, now facing the maple tree, while never letting go of Cass's pale, light weight and delicate figure.
Books stay disheveled as they were before, lying below the noble, orange, maple tree. Using my right foot, as a way to align the books altogether, not in a stack like a tower but side by side like laying together, waiting for our return.
Using the speed granted by our marks to not be seen by others, running through the manor like, lantern lit academy halls. Whilst the sunset, captivated by its beauty, I lay Cass on his king sized, red velvet bed and black satin lace pillows. Only to be abruptly pulled down for a long disheveled, yearning kiss. His room only started the mood into a much deeper and lustful event, only having light from lilac scented white candles.
Cass allows full access to his luscious mouth, without another tug to my unruly collar. My eyes unfocused, locking the door and closing all the black satin curtains, whilst in the midst of warding every corner and every inch of Cass's room, with silencing and alarm wards, just in case someone tries to get in. Now turning all of my attention to Cass's lust filled eyes kissing deeply only gasping for air, my body hunched on top of his pale and slender figure. Legs re-tangled like a braid once more, clothes adding unfortunate heat only getting in the way. Slowly removing Cass's button down, black, satin shirt, admiring every inch of his toned, pale complexion turning to a baby pink blush washing over his entire body. While taking in Cass's complexion and the way his new position highlights his toned figure, slides right in my mind taking in the image whilst my ears burn to a crisp, waiting for permission to keep going.
Cass wines moving into a better position highlighting more of his body in the dimly lit room basking in warmth. His position takes a toll on my brain as both his thin, muscled arms raised on top of his head and his waist raised like an arch of a bridge. The image burns deeper in my mind, as my face starts to match my pink toned ears.
Eyes narrowing down to his pants, only to be reminded to remove his knee high length boots. Slowly but surely taking his leather, knee high boots off and throwing them to the left side of the bed, earning another impatient wine from Cass.
Taking off his black, silver, cuff trimmed pants slowly, only to be stopped mid way as Cass sends a slur of impatient, wine filled words. "Why are you still fully clothed, this isn't fair at all. Why am I the only one who has to be unwrapped like a present?" Cutely, pouting his lips at the end and directly up to my face.
A warmth filled chuckle releases from my mouth as I press a long, lasting kiss to his pouting lips. Continuing in removing his pants down his straight, pale legs only being left with his underwear on. While saying " You can unwrap me now if you want or would you like me to do it so you can just watch, I'll even do whatever you want me to do whilst I take my clothes off. Hmm so which is it darling?" My lip turned into a small, warm, teasing smile, when the last words left my mouth.