A smirk grew across my face. I couldn't help it. The look on Geno's dumbstruck face was just so priceless. I logged it away as a mental photo I should sketch up later so I could always see it. But in the meantime, I should make that face even more red and pretty. Or that's what went through my mind.

I shifted and turned so I was more of facing Geno through the bars, my arms going through them and around Geno's neck. I felt the air pass through his neck as he gasped to ask me what I was doing when I had pushed my face against the bars and kissed the back of his neck. I kissed it again, gaining a sigh. He was a beautiful person, those blond curls at his smooth skin of his neck. I had to kiss it again. And again, and then I began to lick and suck at that one spot I had fallen in love with.

I stopped for a moment and went back to just kissing when I felt Geno's right hand grip my wrist and his left hand over my hand tightly. After a few minutes of kissing and sucking, and all around giving that spot a hickey that would last for ages, I decided to slip one of my arms down and under one of Geno's arms. My hand curled and slipped up under Geno's shirt. He made a soft yelp but no signs to resist.

Everything blurred and became surreal.

I was being so gentle and caressing Geno. I don't remember the last time I was so gentle and kind towards him. Even when I had his shirt off and pulled him closer to the bars so I could wrap both of my arms around him and keep his skin even more warm, he didn't resist in the least. I think he was falling in love with my gentle touches.

Like I said. It was surreal. I don't even remember when I had gotten Geno totally nude and then standing so I could give him a good handjob. Or even when I had gotten my pants off and had sex with him.

Now before I ragged on about being improper, remember: we're in a prison cell far from anyone. It wasn't like anyone was watching, and Geno hadn't even been resisting.

Right now? Oh it's three days later. We're sitting in my bedroom, Geno's asleep on my bed like a rock. I don't blame him. It was a long busride here. The police released us when my parents called for us and even paid for Geno to be let out. The lock on my door was handy. Geno had a slight cold and if I could let him out, he'd head home and not let me see him again.

I know I'm being a slight devil keeping him hostage like this, but it's because I don't want to loose him. I'm not sure if he's figured out yet that we're dating... That I love him and never want to leave him.. So..... until he does, he's not leaving my bedroom, no matter how badly he might want to. I have a bathroom attached to my bed, a tv and some game systems, and mom's a good cook and I always eat my meals in my room anyways.

School's the real problem. I finished my test for Prier today... I passed. Tomorrow I'll see if Geno wants to go, and if he does then I'll start tutoring him.

It seems like he loves me.... So, I'll wait for him for as long as I might have to.

I'll wait.