Thread: Look at Me [Dimitri x Plutonium]

He couldn't get enough of it. Her lady juices drove him mad in a way that no other girl did. Mike almost whined, protested, and got a little violent when she pulled his hand away just when she was already doing her own motions but his senses kicked in and he understood why it all had to happen. He watched in loss and longing as Juliette rushed to the bathroom to get dressed. It was only her words about looking more civilized that got his brain working again. Mike snapped out of his dazed state and quickly pulled himself out of the haze of love and lust. Lust, mostly, but there was a strong longing to be loved and accepted not because he's a model, but because, well, he's just him. Right, he said, as he scurried to grab his clothes and dressed up right then and there. His member ached a little too uncomfortably inside his pants but he knew he could manage if that meant a greater sex time once they get back to his place. But they still have a few minutes left. Come here, you pretty girl. Mike smiled at her in such a way that he would on a normal basis, and not as if there were fans and cameras around. His smile was sweet and tender, sincere and loving. Ignoring the raised pinky, hegot up, took her hand and pulled her to him before wrapping his arms around her waist. We've got a few minutes left. I can drive your car to my place and I'm just gonna call my driver to get mine. I'll get you home on time, I promise you. That's when he linked his pinky with hers. Both fingers linked so well with his longer one chained on her slender own. He loved the feel of it, making him look down on their fingers with a smile. All my life, all I did was to sign contracts as a form pact-making. His statement ended with a sad chuckle. No one ever dared to ask the notorious Mike Romanov to pinky swear with them. You're definitely the first. He kept his pinky linked with hers for a few moments more before releasing their form of pact. He let out a long and heavy sigh until his whole weight almost collapsed on her. He rested his forehead on her shoulder and embraced her tightly as if his life depended on it, as if he would crumble down to dust if he didn't hold her close to him. I'm tired, Juliette, I'm tired of this life. He hugged her tighter, if that was even possible. Mike remained like that for a little while longer until his senses kicked back in, making him realize that he became too exposed all of a sudden - exposed not in terms of skin or nudity, but in terms of nakedness of his true self so slowly, he pulled away and gave her his unnerving smile. I'll still give you a good night and I promise to get you home on time. Just, just give me a chance, okay? Umm. Let me be your first, okay? He gave her a quick peck on a the cheek before exiting the room. Mike leaned against the wall a few steps after the door to wait for his date. There, he was swarmed with so many of his schoolmates, asking him questions about what happened. Ah, he was such a professional at handling these things. Minimal detail, maximum smile. His professional smile, not the smile he showed Juliette. Not his true smile. We talked 'cause I wanted to get to know her more, he responded. What was her name again? Another one asked. Her name's Juliette Torres. Is she your girlfriend? He shook his head with his professional smile. But do you plan on asking her out? There was a pause. A long pause. His smile faded a little, but it didn't completely disappear from his face. He wanted to answer this properly in a way that wouldn't offend his date for the night. She's uhh... very busy with school and uhh... I don't want to get in the way of that. Someday, perhaps, when she's more ready. That caused a loud murmur to spring up. If there was one thing he learned in his career is that when the crowd is distracted with their own conversations, that's the perfect time to leave. He looked back at Juliette and gave her a signal to come closer to him. Mike excused himself from the crowd until he found his way to Juliette. He took her hand again and led her out of Douglas' place towards the side of the mansion which was far from the prying ears and eyes of the crowd. Where's your car parked?