Six Like The Number

Four Letter Word

*Axle’s POV*

“Come on, let’s get you home. I’ll drive.” I say, taking the keys from her and slinging an arm around her shoulder. She texts Shaunice that we’ll pick Theo up in the morning and we head up to her apartment.

She unlocks the front door and then goes to the left down a hallway and unlocks another door.

“You have a lock on your bedroom door?”

“Yeah, on mine and Theo’s. I have to keep them locked when I’m not here to stop my mother from stealing our stuff and selling it for drug money.”

“Oh. I see,” I reply, instantly regretting asking the question.

She unlocks her door and I see a double bed shoved into the far corner with a nightstand beside it and a desk beside that. There’s a door that I assume is for the closet on the wall to my right and a dresser against the one to my left, opposite the bed. She’s got little lights strung at the top of her white headboard. And a black and purple striped duvet with two pillows at the top.

“Are you hungry at all? I can throw a frozen pizza in the oven or something.”

“Are you hungry?” I ask back. I’m not going to ask her to make food if she’s not going to eat it.

“Kind of, yeah.”

“Then I’m hungry.”

We make our way back down the little hallway and go past the living room and into the kitchen. She turns on the oven, throws a pizza in and then hands me a beer from the fridge. She wasn’t kidding about Theo’s blue artwork obsession. The whole fridge is covered in them.

We sit at the dining table while we wait and as she takes a sip of her beer, I can see the exhaustion on her face. We didn’t sleep too much last night after the party and then there was our gig this afternoon and then the whole hospital thing obviously.

We sit there quietly and I don’t attempt to make conversation because I’m sure she’s drained. When the timer for the pizza goes off she pulls it out of the oven and cuts it but doesn’t even bother with plates and sets the tray on a towel on the table. We each grab a slice and chew quietly.

Once we finish the pizza and our beers we head to the bathroom to brush our teeth and she hands me a fresh toothbrush. When we head to her bedroom, she strips off her clothes and walks over to me, stands in front of me completely naked and puts her hands around the bottom of my shirt, bringing it up over my head and then reaches for the button of my jeans. She undoes them slowly, never breaking eye contact.

I consider for a second that this is a bad idea, because she seems so vulnerable right now it almost feels like I’m taking advantage of her but something in her eyes tells me she needs this so I just stand there and let her keep going. She pulls my jeans and my underwear down my legs and I step out of them as she stands back up.

She moves closer, pressing her body against mine, and tilts her head back and goes up on her tiptoes to place a gentle kiss on my lips. She starts moving her lips gently against mine and I wrap my hands around her, running one hand gently up and down her back, causing her to shiver. She gently pushes against me until the back of my knees hit the bed. I slowly sit on it and push myself backwards on the bed, still sitting upright. She kneels on the mattress, straddling me and I guide her gently onto me.

She starts moving her hips, every move slow and deliberate. This feels so different than all the other times we’ve had s*x and I can’t help but think it’s because of the little four letter word we both said today.

I start guiding her hips with my hands and soon she’s moaning against my mouth and when she moans out my name as she comes, I’m completely unable to control myself. She kisses my lips gently and we’re both breathing hard, my fingers still pressing into her hips.

“God, I f*****g love you,” I whisper against her lips.

“I f*****g love you too,” she says softly. We sit there like that for a while before I stand us up and place her down onto the bed. I climb in behind her and wrap my arms around her, pulling her close to me. I wait for her breathing to slow before I let myself fall asleep.