Wings to my Butterfly (My Brothers Best Friend)

RYAN __________ With a hand in my suit pocket, I watched her from afar. My butterfly. Zoe Pierce. The feisty little thing that had occupied my mind for weeks... months even. Who knows at this point, all I knew is that I was furious. Angry with myself for letting her slip through my fingers. I knew what she was doing during those days after we had spent the night. Hell, I fücking predicted it. Even now, I stood and watched that Beck kid stand too close to her, make her laugh, rub her arm. Fück. Taking a breath, I relaxed myself. I wasn't an angry person, at least to any observing eyes. I held myself well and took pride in it. But when it came to her, it was a struggle. Her eyes kept flicking to me every second, frowning when her gaze didn't meet mine as I hid. I knew she could feel my presence. But when she frowned I wanted to hit myself. I'm not mad at you, Butterfly. The words I wanted to scream across the yard I held tightly in my clenched jaw. This wasn't the place, but it was about fücking time. Running a hand through my hair, I stalked over to her, just as Beck lent in whispering sweet nothings into her ear. Closing the distance, her eyes finally met mine, them going wide as she gasped. That guilty expression crossed her face again before her gaze fell to my feet. The guy she gave herself to sauntering away into the crowd. Was I jealous? Sure. But I also knew from experience Zoe wanted more than a puny highschool love. The way she had moaned and begged for me before was proof enough that whatever it was between them, wasn't strong. The confidence that oozed from her around merely anyone completely diminished under my gaze. Her frown wasn't something I wanted to see, but the effect I had on her just from standing here made my chest flutter. That's what it felt like every time I was near her, like butterflies were fluttering inside me. "Don't think I've ever seen you so quiet" I teased, making her head snap up to me. She stared blankly at me for a moment. It was as if she was shocked that I was so calm, or talking to her. I stood tall, raising my brows at her "Has the Zoe Pierce gone mute?" As if being hit in the gut she huffed rolling her eyes. A small curve at her lips when they met mine. The life behind them makes her glow like her old usual self. I smiled, amused as my feisty little friend crossed her arms "You wish you knew how to shut me up" Running my tongue across my lip I mimicked her, crossing my arms over my chest and taking a small step towards her. It closing what little space we had between us. Her body went stiff as I lent down, ensuring my warm breath could be felt on her lips as I spoke "Oh Butterfly, you don't know half of the ways I could shut that pretty little mouth of yours" She shifted on her feet, pressing the tips of her fingers into her arms. Reaching out a hand, I ran my knuckles over the skin of her cheek. It flushing under my touch, only making me grin wider as the fluttery feeling in my chest grew. Clamping her smart mouth shut, she locked her gaze on my lips. The thought of what could possibly be running through her head as she did sparked that familiar desire in myself. The same one that was set alight the day she whispered those words to me in her room. 'Show me' Letting my hand fall, I skimmed it down her arm before grasping her hand in mine. "Come" was all I said before I made my way inside, holding her close behind me as she followed. She let out a small squeak at the sudden action but quietly obeyed. Pushing aside the glass door, I smiled inwardly. No one was in sight. By that I mean, the parentals. As far as I knew, neither Zoe or Landon had said anything about Zoe and I. Right now, I wanted to keep it that way. Pushing through the room, I tugged Zoe closer till she was in front of me. Another squeal escaped her lips as I spun her into my arms. Her hands landed on my chest while mine gripped her sides. "What are you..." I didn't let her finish her sentence before dropping my hands to her thighs, lifting her feet from the ground. Digging my fingers into her skin, I pulled her legs apart, lifting them around my waist. Her hands snaked around my neck as I did. With wide eyes she looked down at me shocked. Smirking, I held her tightly before rushing up the stairs. "Ryan!" She all but screamed as our bodies jostled against one another from my quick steps. The feel of her legs wrapped around making me throb in my tight suit pants. I ignored it, that wasn't what I was focused on right now. No. Rather I was focused on the beauty, that despite her stubborn demina, happily clung to me like I was her lifesource. Stepping into her open room I ignored the light switch, kicking the door shut behind me before gently placing her on her feet. Being sure to hold her body as close to mine as I did, a light moan poured from her throat as she slid her front across my now rock hard length. "Ryan.." This time when she said my name it was a whisper, a shaky one coated with heat. I laughed down at her, loving the way her body went hot the moment she felt it sliding across her navel. The sound clearly brought her to reality as she huffed, shoving herself from my grip "Dick.." she murmured to which I laughed again. "Yes Love, that was my d**k" Her nose flared as she glared at me. "That's not what I meant half-wit" Biting my lip I let my eyes glaze over her body. My fire cracker was hot and ready. Good. Stepping towards her slowly I loosened the tie that right now, felt like a vice grip on my throat from the amount of Times I held back a groan. The light of the moon and fairy lights shining through her window being the only glow in the dark room. It is just enough to make out the shape of her body and soft features on her face. "Listen here... no one bosses me around okay" She held up a finger, taking a step back towards her bed as I continued to close the gap. "Yes love... sit down" I nodded, keeping my eye glued to hers. She went to protest until she felt the wood of her bed hit the back of her thighs. Letting out a breath she decided to listen, sitting before me and looking up. "I'm too independent for that. I do what I want, when I want..." Running my tongue along my bottom lip I provided her another nod. "Mm, do me a favour and raise your right hand for me" Pulling my tie free from my collar I took a final step, hovering over her as she mindlessly continued to ramble. All the while she held her right hand above her head. "...you know who tells me what to do? Myself" Reaching out I lightly gripped her offered wrist, tracing a thumb over the skin before lifting my silk tie to it. "Yeah?" I prodded as I drapped the fabric lightly around her limb. "Yeah" She stated breathlessly, her eyes now focused on her raised arm. Watching as I looped the fabric around it before pulling it tight. "Agree to disagree my love" Before another cute angry lecture could fall from her lips I pushed the weight of my body over hers. Pulling ler left hand to her right, slipping the pre-made loop around it and pulling tight until the fabric had completely bound itself around her. With her hand tied above her head and my legs straddling her hips she gasped. Her eyes found mine as she went to bark only for my free hand to clamp down over her mouth. "Listen here Butterfly, because I know you know how to. You really pissed me off, going behind my back like that with your high school lover boy. But I'm not done with you, I'll never be done with you. So I'm going to give you two options. When I pull my hand away you can either tell me to leave and I will... or, you can keep your mouth shut, show me you know how to behave, and let me reward you..." Her eyes went wide at my words, but her body didn't still. I felt her thighs pressing themselves together beneath me, my hot breath on her ear, her neck... My voice only made her body squirm into my touch even more. The reaction finally pulling that hidden groan from my throat as I nipped at her soft skin. Releasing my hand from her mouth she panted as I growled into it "So what will it be?"