Finding Comfort In A Stranger's Arms [Comfort] [Sweet] [Spicy]

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I never really liked weddings. Nobody there actually cares that you're getting married. They might even think that you're getting divorced in a few years.

They're probably rooting for it. It's a sad life that we live. People are going to be upset and I don't want to hear it.

Hopefully the food is good. I haven't worn anything fancy in a while. I guess it's kind of nice.

She actually looks happy. Good for her. Now where's the damn food? Are they still dancing? Oh god, they're going to dance some more.

I'm just going to wait outside. Somebody had the same idea. Is she crying? Should I? I'm definitely not going to have anything to eat now.

Screw it. I can't just leave her here like this. Hey, is everything okay? Do you need anything? Miss, it's okay.

I'll sit with you, yeah? Is that okay? I don't know what to ask.

Maybe I should just keep her company. How do you know the um… What am I even doing? Do you want to talk about it? I may be a stranger, but hey, at least you can tell me everything without holding back.

And I'll just listen. We'll never have to see each other again. She looked at me confused, almost, with sad eyes, biting her tongue.

But she looked so sad. She put her head on my shoulder, and I held her hand. I said it's going to be okay.

Listen, I don't know you, but whatever is happening right now, it will get better. I'm actually glad I came out here. They've been dancing and dancing.

I'm getting a little dizzy, actually. No, not because of the dancing. It's because I'm hungry.

You should smile more. Give me both your hands. Look at me.

Everything's going to be fine. Really, you feel better. You're going back inside.

Okay, good. We're going to stay outside for a little bit. Yeah, it was nice to meet you.

How could a girl that beautiful be crying? The whole night after that, I thought of you. Why would someone hurt you? You're affecting me too much.

I'm thinking too much of a girl that I'll never see again. If I ever do see you, maybe it's a sign. Maybe I'll talk to you.

I don't know if I have the courage to do so, but I just feel like I need to know how you're doing. Isn't it odd? Meeting a total stranger and wanting them to get better.

And having real concern. I don't know your name. I just know your face and your voice.

I think about you. And I think about you quite often. Eventually, I got to see you.

You were there at their dinner party. You seemed as sad as you were then. Hey, do you remember me? Yeah, I am the guy that let you cry on his shoulder.

I feel like that's my official title. Shoulder to cry on guy. So you don't need to use my shoulder anymore.

No, at least not for crying. The night went on. You got to know your name.

And you got to know mine. We did not have a lot in common. But I was still interested to know more about you.

People started to leave. Do you want to go for a walk? Yeah, you can fight it in me and I can fight it in you.

We both had our guards down. It was getting late. You turned to me.

You looked at me like there was something else that you needed to tell me. You were biting your lip. Like you were afraid to let it go.

I looked at you and smiled. Are you going to tell me? How did I know? It's not that I know you.

I've seen you twice. But I can just feel it. That you are holding back.

So why not just tell me? What you want to say? Who knows? We might not see each other again.

So come on. Spit it out. As you stood there.

With your arms behind your back. As if you were almost inviting me in. You leaned in for a kiss.

I was not expecting that. We kissed under the night sky. And I, with my hands grabbing your face.

I was longing for this moment. With every word that you spoke. I waited with bated breath.

For an opportunity to kiss you. And apparently you felt the same way. Because words weren't enough anymore.

You decided you couldn't wait any longer. So we kissed. We didn't have anywhere to go.

My place was kind of far. They have to live so far away from me. And apparently you live far as well.

I wouldn't want to drive 30 minutes. To do what I was feeling right now. I couldn't wait another moment.

I want to see the light. You. You are the light.

It shines the brightest. I can't help. But to want you.

For the briefest of moments that I met you. You were stuck in my head. And you have not left.

At all. I don't want to bring you into all of this but. Here you are in front of me.

Your eyes begging me. To take a hold of you. Will pretty soon relapse.

And don't see what you want out of me. Why did it have to happen now? I would have happily waited.

Maybe it's the time to do it. You live far. Don't you? So do I.

I. Respect you. So I need to tell you.

That I am not. Ready. For.

I'm not ready. For all of this. I have a lot of things going on.

Before I could even finish. What I was saying. She put her hand over me.

And she felt that I wanted her. We walked towards my car. As we kissed.

She grabbed on to it. But she wanted nothing more. She kneeled before me.

And took it out and put it in her mouth. Her lips. Wrapped around.

Before she took it all in. She tasted it. On her tongue.

Slowly. Sucking it. I don't know if I'm ready to love.

Again. Is what I wanted to tell her. A loose end.

And yet here she is. Not caring about anything. Disfocused on what's in front of her.

Enjoying every second of it. Now. She's the one.

Making me feel better. Maybe she knew this is what I needed. I needed someone.

To show me. How much they want me. I've stayed away.

For so long. From any real. Human feelings.

Because the pain. Was too much to bear. That I forgot what it feels like.

To be wanted. But there's always a chance. That that want and need.

Turns into something that I don't want it to be. Will you be able to. Be the one.

To take me out of this. We'll see. You couldn't care less.

About my demons. All you cared about. Was.

Fitting all of me. In your mouth. It feels amazing.

I've never been sucked. Like this before. It feels like she really.

Really enjoys it. I brush her hair away from her eyes. She wants to see me.

To see if I'm enjoying it. I want to show you. That I can also make you feel good.

I open the door. Now you lay on top of me. Is it too uncomfortable? It was a small space.

But we made it work. It was light. So no cars were going by.

Not that it would have mattered. I wasn't afraid. Of the repercussions of falling in love.

With the way you feel. Of the way you taste. Of the way that you smell.

Of the way that you kiss me. Of the way that you take me. It's been only once.

And I'm utterly mad. Real. Since there was not a lot of space.

We ended up. Outside. Behind the car.

Where hopefully nobody could see us. Open your legs. This is when you actually started to feel.

Every part of me. You couldn't help but moan. So much so that you.

Grabbed my hand. And put it in your mouth. Biting it.

Slowly. Keeping you from moaning too loud. As I kept going.

I could see your eyes glistening. Smiling at me. When I first saw you.

You were beautiful. But you were crying. And now I see you.

Teary eyed. But for a whole different reason. I gave you everything that I could.

In such an inconvenient place. I haven't felt that in a while. So now.

I give you everything. The more you smile. Biting your lip.

Tears rolling down your face. Kissing my hand. Where you dug your teeth into.

Even now you care about the way that I feel. As the night went on. I could tell every single time.

I made you come. And get to the point where. You pulled into me.

And I obliged. Collapsing in your arms. As you kiss me.

Will I see you again? And that's what I was expecting from you. I really want to see you.

I barely know you. And I feel so comfortable around you. After that day.

I didn't hear from her. I don't know.