Six Feet Under

by Paula O'Hara

  "What's up?" I asked her, slowly walking towards her bed.

  She shrugged, eyes meeting mine briefly, "just chilling."

  Umm...? If I had gone to Cindy we would have been fucking straight away, and I'm surprised to say I'm actually okay with choosing to come here. Willow definitely seemed to keep me on my toes, even if it was making what I was trying to do harder.

  "Does this qualify as a bootycall?" I then asked, slightly teasing while I sat down on her bed next to her, facing her.

  It was a throwback to our first time having sex, when she'd asked me the same thing.

  "Bootycall?" She raised her brows at me with a growing smile.

  I shrugged with a small grin, "you told me to sneak into your room. Doesn't sound like playing Scrabble to me, doll."

  Willow shrugged innocently while I slowly placed my hand on her thigh and began opening her legs for me while keeping my eyes on hers.

  "Scrabble doesn't sound too bad.."

  I raised my left brow at her, challengingly, making a small giggle escape her plump lips as I shifted to sit on my knees under her thighs.

  I tugged her closer to me from her hips, also landing her head on the pillows.

  She smiled gently as my hands began slowly sliding up from her thighs, carefully pulling up the white tank top with my thumbs.

  "As long as Scrabble is a code word for sex," I lowered my voice, sending her a wink as I rid myself of my jacket and shirt, tossing them onto the floor.

  Her eyes concentrated on my bare chest and I smirked.

  "Why do you have blood on your neck?" Her brows suddenly furrowed and lips pulled down into a small frown.

  I brought my hand up to where her eyes were concentrated and wiped it.

  I then brought my hand down and looked at the small red line I had on my hand.

  Willow handed me and tissue from her nighttable and I wiped my hand and neck clean of the small amount of blood.

  It wasn't my blood though, I knew it. It was from one of the Blaine's guys; the one whose fingers I broke.

  "It's fine, Wills," I murmured and, after throwing the tissue into a nearby trash, I placed my hands beside her head and started leaning in towards those lips of hers.

  "Hunter-" she breathed while my lips neared hers. I felt her hands on my shoulders, squeezing gently.

  "I want to fuck," I grinned a bit against her mouth, only half serious until I felt a small shiver run down her body, which resulted in her arching her back slightly.

  I knew sex wasn't the way to go about this, but she was too damn intoxicating for me to hold back and concentrate on what my friends and I had talked about.

  "Alex's isn't home, is he?" I asked, pressing my lips against the side of her mouth slowly and teasingly.

  Placing one hand on her side to continue trailing her tank top over head, I felt her body waking up and reacting to my touch. It was pretty fucking cool.

  "No," she replied, sounding almost breathless which sent a small shock down to my dick.

  "He's probably with that Candy bar," Willow sounded almost salty... could she be?

  I pulled back a bit to look into her eyes with an amused expression.

  "You don't like Candy, huh?"

  Willow almost scoffed, amusing me even more. She was a firecracker, even though she resembled more a small baby kitten.

  "Alex is with her all the time now," Wills told me, almost ranting, "she was weirdly fake when I first met, and I honestly can't wait for them to break up. My brother can do so much better."

  "I don't like her as a person, but whatever shit they have going on is pretty real," a teasing grin broke onto my lips at her eyes narrowing at me, "as your big bro's best friend, I know all the deets."

  "Deets?" She let out a small laugh, "wow, okay, sure."

  I leaned in and kissed her, gently pressing my hips between her thighs.

  Willow was a petite person, and though only 2 years younger she was still so small compared to me.

  She kissed back, cupping my face with her soft and small hands.

  16

  I completely blacked out for a moment when my third orgasm hit me, Hunter having to cover my mouth with his hand since I wasn't in control of the sounds leaving my lips at all.

  He stopped moving inside me and brought his lips to my ear, "shh, Wills."

  He hushed me quietly, both of us aware of my parents sleeping just down the hallway.

  I pulled his hand away from over my mouth and basically gasped for breath. My back arched as he began chasing his orgasm again - painfully slowly thrusting again - with my eyes rolling back.

  "I'm gonna pass out," I breathed, feeling yet another orgasm quickly approaching.

  I had never been such a sexually needy person, usually I'd orgasm once and that was enough.

  With Hunter though, I felt like I couldn't stop until I physically had no energy left.

  "Red?" He murmured, kissing the side of my neck slowly and passionately while his thrusts slowed down to an almost stop.

  I immediately shook my head, "green."

  He sped up his thrusts again. Before long I hit my fourth orgasm, which then triggered his orgasm to hit him.

  "Jesus fucking—" he slowed down, riding out our highs.

  I felt his teeth graze my jaw before biting the sensitive skin there, causing a small gasp to escape my lips.

  I sighed, feeling my body slowly come down from the amazing high, which left my body completely limp and with aftershocks running through my limbs every now and then.

  "Are you still alive?" I heard his husky and teasing voice when he pulled out of me and threw the condom away.

  I immediately flipped onto my stomach and hugged the pillow my head was on.

  "Barely," the pillow muffled my voice a little.

  Hunter chuckled, laying down beside me on his side and throwing an arm over my back to pull my side against his front.

  "Can I stay the night? I feel too good to leave right now," he asked with his deep and smooth voice, relaxing me even more.

  "Sure," I hummed, not minding the idea of sex with him first thing in the morning. My body still felt so good, it was crazy; I could barely even open my eyes.

  "Are you completely out of it every time you have sex, Willow?" Hunter asked, an audible smirk on his face. A smile formed onto my lips as I gave a tiny shake of my head.

  "No," I gently nudged him, "it's only been with you."

  "Boys and men, remember, sugar?" He chuckled, his hand slowly trailing down my bare back underneath the duvet.

  "I'm actually starting to believe you with that bullshit," I teased and, with a playful sigh, he shook his head at me.

  "We still on for tomorrow night?" He then asked.

  "The children's zoo? Heck yeah. I'll get awesome Instagram pics," I spoke slowly and calmly.

  Hunter chuckled, his big hand running over my behind, gently massaging one butt cheek.

  "Couple's pics?" his voice had a seriously sarcastic tone.

  "Dream on, puppy," I was smiling widely to myself, "I just need you to take pictures of me there. With the goats, preferably, if they're not sleeping."

  "I swear you're just like your brother," I felt his lips against my upper arm.

  I squinted my eyes open at him, giving him a disapproving look, "that's so messed up, Hunter."

  The last thing I saw before I fell asleep, was his amused smile.

  ~•~

  "Willow, wake up," I felt myself being shaken awake at an ungodly hour.

  I let out a small whine in protest and flinched away from Hunter.

  "If you're horny, fuck a pillow or something," I mumbled half asleep with my eyes closed, "actually, don't."

  A low chuckle escaped his lips while he pressed his front against my side again, and I realised he had all his clothes back on while I was still completely naked.

  "I'm not horny, doll," he spoke, "I need to leave. I thought telling you now was a less of a dick move than to leave a text or a note, or s
ome shit."

  I very slowly opened my eyes and was greeted by Hunter's face right in front of mine and visible thanks to the moonlight coming through my window.

  "What time is it?" I grumbled, too tired to move an inch so I just looked at him. Hunter had his phone close by and grabbed it.

  "Almost 4 AM," he told me and I shot him a glare in the darkness.

  "Why do you need to leave so early? And why the hell did you think it was a good idea to wake me up?" I loved sleep, and was understandably pissed to have been woken up like this.

  He looked amused, watching me intensely. "Something came up," he told me dismissively, "and I'm sorry. I'll keep in mind you shouldn't be woken up like this."

  I murmured out something in agreement, also not wanting to be weird and ask what had come up. It was his business, not mine.

  "How long will you be?" I asked, not really processing what'd left my mouth. His lips ghosted above the skin on my shoulder, creating goosebumps.

  "You should sleep. I'm sorry for waking you up, Wills," he then got up from my bed, making sure to tuck me in.

  "Did you just tuck me in?" I smiled widely to myself, finding it amusing.

  Hunter chuckled a little before leaning down and kissing my temple.

  "I'm going straight to sleep at mine after," he told me, "I'll pick you up at 8 PM a few houses down, alright?"

  "The red house with the ladybug mailbox?" I suggested and, with a small chuckle, he agreed.

  Soon, he had left my room through the window, closing it behind him - but wasn't obviously able to lock it - before he climbed down and walked to his car, presumably.

  Just before I fell asleep again, still feeling too satisfied and tired to move, my phone vibrated with a text on my nightstand.

  I gathered up all the strength I had left in me and read the preview, squinting my eyes as the light from my phone hit me like a house of bricks.

  From: Hunter: I'm sitting on your tree. Your brother just came home and I can't risk him seeing me.

  To: Hunter: lmao i'm too tired and naked to come out there. Try not to fall?

  From: Hunter: You might be surprised but this actually isn't my first time doing this ;)

  To: Hunter: climbing up a tree to have sex with your best friend's little sister?...

  From: Hunter: No, ofc not... I meant climbing the tree. I'm pretty skilled at it.

  To: Hunter: sure, you do you, girl. I'm seriously gonna go now, I'm falling asleep.

  From: Hunter: was the sex so good, yet again?

  To: Hunter: Good night, Hunter!

  From: Hunter: good night baby

  The next morning I was chilling with Alex at the island table, eating cereal.

  Taking into account that Hunter had come over very late last night and then left at 4 AM, I was a tad tired.

  To be fair, I was always tired during mornings, but especially annoyed when Alex was in a brotherly playful and teasing mood.

  "I'll rip you another one if you don't stop," I shot him a look across from me, mixing the milk and cereal slowly with my spoon to make it perfectly soggy.

  Alex smiled innocently, throwing another dry cereal at my face. It hit my cheek and fell to the floor.

  "You know it'd be easier for me to throw these cereals into your mouth if you opened it?"

  I narrowed my eyes at him, shooting a small glare. I needed coffee to deal with him.

  "Lord give me strength..." I mumbled to myself and got up to make myself coffee. I was seriously making him clean the kitchen floor before I went back upstairs.

  "Why are you drinking coffee? You're too young, Will," he gave me a suddenly concerned look while I held in my laughter so I wouldn't be spitting coffee all over him.

  "Sure, sure..." I let out a small laugh after swallowing the coffee in my mouth. He was getting into over-protective brother mode again.

  "You're two years older and a horrible influence, who are you to say what I should and shouldn't be doing?"

  "Touché," he grinned, as I sat back down at the island table opposite him, "can I ask you something seriously, now?"

  "Okay," I nodded, finding my cereal perfectly soggy. I began eating.

  "How do you feel about Candy?" He asked, no sign of any humour on his face. I wanted to scoff, but didn't. Instead, I raised my brows questioningly.

  "Why do you need my opinion?" I asked him calmly.

  The only time I'd met her was when she was totally wasted, and my first impression definitely hadn't been so good.

  Alex shrugged, "you're my little sister, idiot. Of course I need your opinion."

  I didn't want to negatively effect his relationship with her, but I also wanted to be honest.

  "I heard from someone, before I even met her, that she was a bit of a bitch," I told him honestly, observing his expression closely.

  This was my older brother; I knew exactly what he was feeling by looking at his face.

  "Who?" Alex questioned curiously. Like I was seriously going to tell him his best friend told me.

  I shrugged with a small shake of my head.

  "And how do you feel after meeting her?" He continued.

  I was actually surprised that he cared for my opinion on this - I guess he really was serious about her?

  "Honestly?" I sighed, and he nodded eagerly, "I think she seemed a bit fake and there's something off about her. She was drunk though, so I don't know..."

  I watched carefully if what I'd said had offended him, but it seemed to have not.

  Alex nodded, "okay, thanks for being honest, Willow."

  He even gave me a small smile as if he knew I'd feel bad for telling him the truth like this.

  "No problem," I returned the smile, "she is gorgeous, though."

  He chuckled, smiling widely to himself, "she really is."

  My brother really was into her, it was obvious. I just didn't want her taking him away from me. I guess I was also a very protective sibling.

  I finished my cereal and coffee just before my phone buzzed on the marble counter between us.

  My phone was face up and as soon as I saw it was a text from Hunter, my eyes widened and I quickly grabbed it, hoping Alex hadn't seen.

  "Hunter?" I felt my heart drop to my stomach as I heard him speak.

  I looked at him and noticed that he was confused and completely oblivious.

  "What's he texting you about? How do you even have his number?" Alex seemed more amused, than anything.

  I shrugged, still knowing he would completely freak out if I told him the truth.

  "It's not your best friend. It's just a kid from my grade. I'm helping him with maths."

  "But you suck at maths," he pointed out, smile slowly fading away.

  "He sucks more," I let out a small laugh and praised the Lord when Alex believed this and nodded with a chuckle.

  Discreetly I read Hunter's text and then replied.

  From: Hunter: Cucumbers of carrots?

  To: Hunter: to use as what? A snack, bong or dildo? BTW Alex saw your message but I told him you were someone from my math class.

  Before I could leave the messages application, a bubble popped up telling me that he was typing. I sighed quietly to myself and waited.

  From: Hunter: Haha, I was thinking for them to be used as food for the baby goats you like? And shit. Try to be a little more careful smh

  I grinned a little to myself, finding his text amusing.

  To: Hunter: Goats eat whatever, honestly. Are we fr gonna feed the animals there?

  From: Hunter: aren't you excited? Damn, maybe we should just cancel...

  To: Hunter: Don't be such a drama queen, see you at 8!

  "Is math really making you smile like that?" I looked up to see Alex raising his brows at me.

  I let out an awkward chuckle and shook my head, quickly thinking of a lie.

  "No, he just told me a rumour going around about our teacher," I told him, lying very smoothly.

  He nodded, approving.

  17
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  It was 8 PM and I was standing outside a few houses down from mine, in front of a cute house with the previously mentioned ladybug mailbox. I was wearing casual yoga leggings and a simple white tee shirt, along with an oversized 80's vintage Adidas windbreaker.