Chapter 14
Arsen
Past
Val looked so fucking hot bouncing across the stage in those purple tights, that she made my cock harden and snake down my thigh. My chin and folded arms rested on the railing in the back of the auditorium, in my usual spot. Being this far back did little to stop the ache of wanting to tear a hole in those tights big enough to push my cock through.
That wasn't the only reason I came to her plays, she was incredible to watch. Val had a gift, for sure. She shined so brightly with her performance that it looked like the spotlights were just catching the light she gave off, not the other way around. She could memorize and recite lines so easily that you'd almost believe she came up with them on the spot.
The Romeo was a joke, but no one gave a shit about him. The seats were all packed for Juliet; my Valentine. I thought about scanning the crowd again, but I didn't bother, I knew he wasn't here. The great Hugh Dawson would've never showed up at his lowly daughter's play.
What a fucking scumbag.
I still hadn't met him, but my mom mentioned him on occasion. I guess they did some work together now and then at the school. I forced myself not to pay attention to any of that. I used to like Hugh and his movies before moving to Boston, but seeing what a neglectful prick he was to Val really soured him for me.
Then again, I guess I was no better either, I hadn’t seen her in forever now. She saw me cry. I never cried, especially not in front of someone I cared about. How could I face her after something like that?
Fucking up was one thing, I could own that. I was a prick. But showing weakness? No. I would never allow myself to be that vulnerable again. And that meant keeping Val Dawson at a distance, at least for now.
The curtain fell over the dead lovers, then raised again for the last scene where the families come together. I couldn't decide if it was a happy ending or not. They died, sure, but the whole city was saved because their deaths put a stop to their families feud.
I'd been willing to watch my city burn, if it meant I could be with Juliet forever.
The cast all came out one by one to steady applause, but the crowd lost their minds when Val came out for her bow. “Valentine was transcendent. That girl is going places.” I heard an audience member say.
Yeah, she was. I looked at Val one last time, put my hood up and left before the house lights came on. The air was cold outside, but I didn't mind. I needed that chill in my lungs and veins after being so warmed by Val's performance.
We were two dead lovers, maybe not literally, but some people just ended explosively if they were allowed to be together.
My cell buzzed. It'd been so long since I kept it on me, that I forgot I even had it turned on. It was a text from Val. 'Please don't go. I miss you.'
Present
Are you sure you want me to stay? You were almost killed, take a second and think straight or else... We can't undo what's about to happen. Those are all the things I wanted to say to her, but the words wouldn't come.
I wanted the 'Or else' too badly.
Val still had the fear in her eyes when she looked at me. What was she scared of? Another attack? Or was she afraid of me?
“Say what you're gonna say.” I told her. I may have saved her life, but I could destroy her so many other ways. If she wasn't scared of me, she damn well should be.
Val sighed, her chest quivering slightly. “When you were doing your illegal fighting, did you ever worry about dying?”
“Every once in a while.” I said, pushing back old painful memories.
“How did you deal with that?” Val began to look down, losing herself in that crippling fear.
I grabbed the side of her face, and gently raised it to meet my gaze. “Everything ends, Val. It's the way things go.” I thought about the Romeo and Juliet play she had done a million years ago. “All you can do is enjoy what you have for as long as you can.”
She kissed me. I missed the touch of her lips so damn much. She pulled away just a few inches, there was only hot breath between us.
“I want this.” She whispered the words aloud and I knew that they weren't meant for me. She was reassuring herself that it was ok.
I kissed her back, mashing those perfect lips, and slamming her up against the wall roughly. The lamp slid off the table from our impact, and smashed into big, jagged pieces against the thin, threadbare rug.
“Careful what you wish for, Val. I'm the big bad wolf, remember?” I kissed her again, bit and pulled at her bottom lip, before letting it go. “I'll tear you apart.”
“I don't care anymore, Arsen.” I could feel her dragging nails through my shirt. “Blow my house down.”
And that's all it took. Every fantasy I ever had about fucking this girl, took over in my mind. I closed my fists around her shirt's collar, growled in her ear and gave a heave. The shirt ripped open. Popping the buttons off in every direction.
Seeing her chest rise in excitement made me rock hard. She wiggled her shirt off while trying to kiss me.
“No,” I said, pulling my face away from her. “I'm going to watch you strip for me.”
Val's eyes lit up, the desperation in her face twisted into perverse enjoyment. She unclasped her bra and shrugged it off. Her tits were as perfect as I remember from when I caught her in the shower. I'd jerked off to her hard that night.
“Now the pants,” I said, drinking in the sight of her smooth pale skin.
“No one's ever told me what to do before,” Val feigned protest. “Not like this.”
“That's because you've never been fucked by a real man.” I slid my fingers into her slim waistband. “Now, take them off before I do it for you.”
She unclasped and let them fall. I dragged her panties down, I was done waiting. I buried my mouth into her already slick pussy, I couldn't get enough of her juices. My rough, calloused hand slid up her stomach, chest then neck. I plunged two fingers into her, and ate her clit like I was half starved.
“Fuck fuck fuck...” Her body crunched forward, and she bit my fingers hard as she came. She pulled my hair, wordlessly begging me to stop. I didn't. I drank her in, taking everything she could give me. “God, yes!”
When I was satisfied, I picked her up and threw her onto the bed. Broken bits of the lamp crunched beneath me. I had just enough presence to yank the cord out of the wall. I wasn't going to let fire, or anything else stop us this time.
“This time, Val, you're all mine.” I was mesmerized by her, lying there naked. Her soft form was carved with shadow from with the cool light that flooded in through the open bedroom door.
“Then what are you waiting for?” She pulsed her fingers over her clit and pinched at her hard nipples. She bit at her lip and eyes me. She was just as hungry as I was. “Take me, Arsen.”
I didn't stand on ceremony or take my time, I tore off my shirt and pants and pulled a condom from my wallet. I climbed onto the bed, my cock stretching my boxer's fabric to the splitting point. Val grabbed it like a handle and pulled me closer.
I pulled the fabric down and unleashed my cock into her waiting hand. “Jesus, Arsen! How the fuck are you this big?” Awe crept into her voice as she eagerly tore the packaging open and unrolled the condom onto my cock.
“You scared yet?” I grabbed my cock over her hand and ground it back and forth over her swollen pussy.
“Fuck me!” Val demanded.
I slipped the head in just a little, then pulled it out, torturing her, until she pleaded with me. I'd thought about this one moment since I was seventeen, her lying naked in front of me begging for my cock.
I slowly pushed into her wet opening, her warm pussy constricted all around me. Val moaned, softly, then steadily louder. I felt her fingernails sink into my skin, and knew she'd drawn blood. Everything else felt too good to care.
“I've wanted this for so long,” Val whimpered, wrapping her legs around my back and pulling me to my base.
I slid out and slowly thrust back in, then again. She was so wet and tight now, that I had to concentrate on not coming. I pulled her legs apart and put them over my shoulder, pushing my cock in deeper.
“Ohmygod.” Val gasped, worry flashed on her face. Her body quivered with pleasure, it brought a wicked grin to my face. She didn't know if she could take all of me, but she sure as hell wanted to try.
I was slow at first, but now I was a fucking, bucking bull. Val held on for dear life, then rocked forward, her body going rigid.
“I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming!” She screamed, then found a pillow to yell into, to muffle the sound. I lowered myself on top of her.
Her golden pussy clamped tightly around my cock, ripping an orgasm out of me. With a groan, I filled my condom. I could only imagine what it would've been like to not have a thin layer of latex between us.
Sweaty and exhausted, we collapsed next to one another on the destroyed bed.
“Do you think anyone heard?”
I laughed. “This place might have hourly rates. No one gives a shit if we fuck here.” I was joking, the motel wasn't that bad. But even now, she was worried that someone might find and photograph her. That had to be a hard way to live.
“Gross!” Val propped herself up onto her elbows and looked around disgustedly. She saw that her phone was blinking and went to grab it.
I caught her arm and gave her a stern look. I didn't need to say anything, she knew what I wanted. Or rather, what I didn't want.
After a moment of careful deliberation, she finally turned back to me, then smiled. “OK.”
We cleaned up and laid down together again. Val nestled her head on my chest and fell asleep almost immediately. I savored the moment as long as I could, feeling warm inside. I felt more at ease than I had in years. I got to fall asleep knowing that she chose me over her phone.
I thought about the fact that I had decided to leave her, that I was only at that studio to say goodbye. How could I leave her now? It finally felt like I had come home. I didn't need to run anymore.
At least for tonight, Val chose me over the rest of her life.