Hollywood's Bleeding - Post Malone

Touches

"Ask me a question. A type of question that will stretch my glorious brain," Austin says coming out of the bathroom and flopping onto the bed beside Ophelia. "Hmmm, ok. Two girls were born to the same mother, at the same time, on the same day, in the same month, and the same year, and yet somehow they're not twins. Why not?" she asks. Austin stares up at the ceiling as he tries to answer the question. He looks cute when he thinks hard.

"Are they cousins?"

"They have the same mother."

"Ok, the mother has two wombs so technically they are just sisters."

"How does your brain work?"

"It doesn't most of the time. Ha! They have different dads!"

"Still the same mother."

Austin goes quiet and she can see his brain throbbing. Then he turns to her and closes one eye. "Are they triplets? " he asks, unsure. "Yes! You are so clever!" Ophelia giggles and claps. "And sober! I am clever and sober. This has never happened before. I have never come back from a club sober. Usually, I am so drunk and high that I can't even answer when people ask what my name is and now I am answering smart girl questions. Ask me another one. A harder one," he says.

"Why do you like hanging out with me?"

"I said a hard one."

"All your friends are so glamorous and fun. They tell jokes and dance. They are all so cool and I am just...me."

"They are also fake as fuck. None of them would hang out with me if I was not famous. Maybe Diamond would, she doesn't care about status. But all the others do."

"Then why are you friends with them?"

"Honestly? I have no idea. It's superficial...fun The only one I trust is Diamond. She and I have been through some shit."

"Diamond confuses me. She was cold when we first met but then was so nice to me. She even said that she is happy you and I are dating, she was worried about you."

"She confuses everyone, don't take it personally. She likes you, I can tell."

"I have another question for you."

"Shoot, my baby! Give it to me."

"How many people have you slept with?"

"I can't answer that question soberly. I have ten fingers - stopped counting after that. How many have you slept with?"

"One...Jim. He was my first. He said I was his first too, but now I think that was a lie."

Austin gathers her in his arms and cuddles her. It scares her how much she loves it in his arms. "Don't worry, baby, by the time I am finished with you, you will love sex so much you will be fucking everyone. Maybe you and Diamond could tag team," he says kissing her forehead. Ophelia giggles and hits his chest lightly. "I don't think I could do that, I don't think I want to do that. I want to be loved, and have fun being loved...with one person," she says then sits up and looks at him. "I know this is just a PR stunt and I asked you to show me affection...we are friends and there are no real feelings of being in love. But you have made me feel special, wanted, important, and even...loved. Thank you, Austin," she says. Austin smiles at her, cupping her cheeks and pulling her back down, and kissing her as she lays over his chest. The kiss has heat in it and Ophelia feels her body responding to the way his lips move, the way his tongue glides over hers. She groans as he slides his hand down her side and softly squeezes her ass. "Make love to me," she whispers. "That's not the word, baby," he whispers back. "Then do something else...please," she begs. Austin lets his head drop back and groans. "I am going to regret this," he mumbles then lifts his head. "Get up, up, up, up," he says. Ophelia climbs out of bed and then walks to the end of the bed that he is now standing at. "One of the saddest things people do when they fuck is not appreciate the person's body that they fuck. Sometimes that alone can make you explode. I want you to relax, touch anywhere you like, feel me, really feel me, and don't hold back. Ok?" he says. Ophelia nods, "Ok," she breathes out. Austin stares at her for a moment and then takes his shirt off. "Don't think too much about it, just do what comes naturally," he says softly. Ophelia is finding it hard to breathe, Austin is a big man, stocky but not mussely...she likes that. Every inch of him is covered in tattoos, there is no clean skin visible. She hasn't touched him yet but she can feel her body react to him as he stands in front of her, watching her carefully. She lifts her right hand slowly and places it on his collarbone and then runs her fingers lightly along the line of his tattoos. She can see his skin starts to form goose bumps where she touches it. She lifts her other hand and starts tracing the outlines of his tattoos with both her hands. Over his collarbones, along his pecks, around his nipples then down and around his stomach - leaving goose bumps as she goes. She wants to see more of him so she steps around him, still trailing her fingers along his skin, and walks to his back - more tattoos. She plays her fingers up his spine, around his shoulder blades, and then back down to the small of his back. She does not know if kissing was part of the touching but she wants to kiss his skin so she licks her lips and presses them to his spine just under his shoulder blades. Austin shivers, dropping his head with a small sigh. She moves around to his front again, trailing her fingers and pressing her wet lips on his skin as she goes. Then places a last kiss on the space between his pecks and stands back, looking up at him. His eyes are closed and he looks like he is floating then he opens his eyes slowly and looks at her. "Your turn, baby," he whispers. Ophelia's stomach flip-flops, but it's not fear, it's want. She watches him as she slowly undoes the buttons on her sleep shirt. Austin is watching her. After she has undone the last button she opens her shirt and lets it drop off her shoulders and onto the floor. Austin's eyes swept over her, "Heaven have mercy," he whispers and then places his hands softly on her shoulders and starts trailing his fingers down her chest lightly, slowly. He watches carefully, drinking in every goosebump that forms as he touches her. Over her breasts, lingering on her nipples, and then down over her stomach, right down under her belly button. Then he spreads his hands out and slides them onto her hips where he squeezes them and bends, licking her nipple with his tongue till it pebbles, and then he moves onto the next and does the same. Ophelia lets out a whimper and focuses on how he feels on her skin. She surprises herself when the walls of her vigana flex. He moves around her then, his fingers lightly touch, then his hands squeeze and his lips dance over her skin. She closes her eyes and lets her head droop as she concentrates. It's too much but at the same time, it's nothing at all. She feels seen, appreciated, and worshiped. Her vigana walls flex again. When he reaches her front again he bends down and licks a stripe with his tongue from between her breasts to under her chin as she lifts his head to give him access. He then steps back and she drops her head to look at him, he is sweeping his eyes over her body, like he can't pull them away. Then his eyes flick to hers, "Me again," he whispers then puts his thumbs in his waistband and pulls down his pants, kicking them away when they drop on the floor. Ophelia didn't know what she was anticipating, but she can't stop looking at him. His hair is black, and he is hard, thick, and girthy, long too. She wants to touch, to feel him, run her fingers along the veins that stick out slightly. She takes a step forward, trying to control her breathing which has quickened. She reaches out and runs her fingers through his hair, watching carefully as his stomach tightens slightly at her touch. She wants to wrap her fingers around him but she wants to save it for last, like her favorite chocolate in a box. So she trails her fingers past, down over his thighs then back up to his hip, walking around she trails over his ass, his skin soft and untouched by any tattoos. She forces herself not to go fast, it's hard knowing what waits for her in front, her fingers betray her slightly as she trails them up his ass and over his hips, brushing his hair again with her fingertips, then back down over his ass. She wets her lips and kisses him in the same spot as before - on his spine just below his shoulder blades and he shivers again. That's her spot now. She moves slowly to his front again and her breathing labors again as she looks down. Then she reaches out and touches him with her fingertips, Austin's hands shoot up and he almost grabs her shoulders but manages to drop them back at his side as he twitches involuntarily. She runs her fingers along his veins then wraps her hand around him and he groans softly, letting his head drop back as he focuses on the ceiling. She does not know the rules, all he said was to do what comes naturally so she bends and kisses his head lightly then stands and steps back. Austin is standing very still, still looking at the ceiling then he takes a deep breath and blows it out his mouth. "Are you ok?" Ophelia asks worried she may have overstepped. "Honestly I am just waiting for my wings and halo, baby...give me a second," he says, his voice strained then he takes another deep breath and lets it out as he looks back down at her.