Chapter 15: Years Of Practice In Handling Blue Balls

"Why are we moving out again?"

I slumped down on the arm of the couch, my legs still grazing the wooden floor beneath.I sighed loudly, tired from cleaning the dust and cobwebs built around the room.

It was Thursday evening after school–two days after Jasper's parents agreed for us to move out– Jasper and I hightailed to the back of the mansion for the guesthouse, to continue cleaning up so that we could move our things this weekend. We already started a bit of cleaning yesterday evening.

We could have asked for the staffs of to do it. Our stubborn asses asked for it, two hour and 24minutes later I couldn't do it anymore.

Jasper looked over his shoulder, his eyes dancing with mischief and amusement, "You wanted to take up responsibility, baby."He continued vacuuming the roof and the smell from the cleaner is almost nauseating.

The sarcasm was dripping in his tone made me fume, I threw the microfibre glass cleaning cloth –I was using to clean the window's sill– at him but the fucker ducked it, "Like you didn't want that!"

Why am I always missing the aim nowadays?

Has my skills have deflated or he became better at practice?

He shrugged and moved a little and continuing his work, "I am not the one that's complaining here ."

I looked away from him and scanned the room that was big enough to hold a king size bed, night lamps on either side of it, a couple of small study desks, cupboards a small coffee table and the couch I am currently sitting.

Yup, big

The guest house was a two-story building. The entire ground floor was built as a living room with an open kitchen at one end and the wooden stairs at the other end paved way for the three bedrooms on the first floor. We are not going to use the second floor as it was mostly an attic and often used as a storage unit.

When mama said no one used the house forever, she literally meant forever.

When we opened the door for the first time yesterday, a bird flew out of here.

Yup, literally like from a movie.

With the sounds of its wings flapping,  we were surprised when we didn't find any Birds nest or some other reptile in here.

Maybe there are in the hide.

The only pro is that all the furniture are covered with sheets. So we just had to vacuum the dust over it away and let the air in to remove the awful smell.

The con is I found that I have a intense allergy of dusts.

The number of times I sneezed were the proof.

"You became better at that," I said, after some time, as the LED of the vacuum cleaner blinked with a red color light.

"Better at what?"Jasper switched it off removing the dust cup and emptied it in a garbage bag. I looked behind me and took another cloth from the couch.

"This, "I called and when he looked up, I threw straight at him, but he ducked again.

See? 

He eyes went wide for a second in shock but narrowed his eyes playfully, "Yeah, years of dodging whatever you throw at me made me a pro."

"That's a skill you know, "my voice morphing in a prideful tone, I puffed my chest," They should give me a medal."

"They should."Jasper nodded in affirmation, "On how you control throwing everything except your phone. Your self-control over that is mind blowing,babe."

I rolled my eyes, "Duh. I love my phone too much to throw at you."

"More than me?"Jasper walked towards me, one of his eyebrow-raising to the sky level, his lips were stretched in a sly smile.

"I'm not sure," my eyes trailed his form his toe to head. The tight tank top he was wearing didn't really cover any of his upper body and the biceps flexing with his every move was captivating enough. But my eyes zeroed on his stomach.

Fuck

"Uh-huh. Maybe I should prove it to you. Again," he finally walked up to me and I pulled him more closer towards me,  looping my fingers in his waistband. I pressed my face over his stomach inhaling his scent and his hand brushed my hair.

I looked up at him and saw that his eyes were already on me darkened with love and passion laced. I pulled his t-shirt up a little and kissed the hard stomach and licked the lines that defined his perfectly perfect abs.

Jasper groaned in response, but pushed my head away slowly, his hands fisted my shirt, pulling me up in a standing position, connecting his lips with mine. I moaned in his mouth at the sudden contact, my hands went up to either side of his neck, and I balanced myself pulling him closer.

He kissed me like he hadn't kissed me in forever, and I let him do whatever he wanted drowning myself in his kisses.

"Jas, "I whimpered when he bit my lower lip sucking them but pulled away. His eyes traveled across my faces, and stopped at my eyes. One his hands came up cupping my neck, he leaned for a slow kiss with so much passion, I would have fallen down if not for him, holding me.

His lips left my mouth and he pecked me down the jaw, tracing the skin with lips, pecking me along the way.

My eyes rolled back and I moaned his name again when he teeth grazed over the soft skin on my neck.

He kissed, sucked, pecked and kissed. I was a moaning mess as he repeated the process again and again.

But I pulled away abruptly when I heard a distant sound of front door opening and closing, before Jasper could process, I turned us around and pushed him on the couch. Jasper's eyes went wide in shock but landed safely over the cushions.

"God Jas! Are you okay?"I exclaimed at him but his groan was the only answer I got in return.

"Sorry!" I winced and double checked if he was okay and ran to collect the clothes I had thrown over Jasper previously and started dusting the wall.

I ignored Jasper's cursing behind me and continued faking the clean, the door to the bedroom opened and mama came in.

"Hello, boys! Everything going good in here?, "Mama walked into the room with a tray in, that had two cups of hot liquid and a piece of paper over it. She placed it over the coffee table and took the paper away in her hand.

Jasper rose from the couch clutching his back, glaring at me. I sheepishly smiled at him with my puppy sorry eyes and mouthed, "Sorry" But his glare intensified.

Well then.

"It's going perfect, mama."I plastered a million-watt smile in her direction, "But Jasper here seems to be a lazy ass. It's taking more time because I am doing all the work."I fake sighed.

"What?"

"JASPER!"

Both Jasper and his mother exclaimed in unison, completely for different reasons.

"Mom, he is lying," Jasper whined at his mom, who glared at him her hand bringing her hands up against her waist.

"Ronny never lies, "mama stated.

Oh the trust

Jasper's eyes widened in disbelief, and I snickered at him showing my tongue.

"Can't you see the fucker is faking it," he pointed at me and throwing his arms up.

"Language, Jasper!" Mama shouted at him,"That's not how you treat your husband or anyone for that matter." she looked at the room once," You are cleaning this room alone and Ronny won't being help you."

Hallelujah

Jasper glared at me his eyes penetrating holes into my head. I grinned at him but he barely rolled his eyes taking the teacup in his hand, but returned it back scrunching his nose after smelling it. It gladly took it from his hands and sipped it.

Looks like it was a coffee cup

"I don't know how you are drinking that," his faced morphed in disgust.

"Same way you are drinking that," I finished and placed my coffee cup back in the tray.

"What's that?" I asked nodding to the paper, mama had in her hand, that had blue ink and written prints imprinted over the surface.

"Grocery list, "Mama ignored my hand and gave it Jasper, "Check it once and tell me if there is anything I should add. I'll send someone, to buy them"Jasper's shook his head in protest but mama waved him away, "Don't worry this is the last time I do this."

Mama rolled her eyes murmuring at us shaking her head. I peeked a look at the list mama had written, and it was a miracle I didn't pass-out seeing it. Jasper was eyeing the list like he was cross-checking everything and looked up at me raising an eyebrow.

"We can go tomorrow after school?" I suggested already being done for the day.

Jasper nodded and turned to mama, who held a credit card in our direction.

I gulped looking at the black credit card, Jasper denied and shook his head, "We have more than enough, Mom."

We really have.

"How?" Mama asked, clearly confused at how highschoolers have enough money to take care of themselves.

"We saved it, " I answered for Jasper looking at mama my lips quirking up, "Turns out, not spending money on  dates can make you rich."

"How long have you been saving? "Mama's voice came out surprised, her eyes looping between us.

"From the freshman year, "Jasper answered grinning at me, "We saved all the money we would have used if we went on a date or something else if we were together."

"That sumed up larger than we expected"I continued my lips quriked him, "We planned to use it for a trip or something before college."

Mama looked at us both, collecting the card back, her eyes  glazed with tears, "You two have really grown up huh?" She nodded looking around the room once and then down her hands as tears started falling down.

Before Jasper could console and pull her into a hug, mama waved us away chuckling, "I am fine. It is enough for the day. Let's Getting going."

Jasper nodded me to the door as he and mama collected the cups and walked out or the room.

I nodded and followed them, switching off the lights in the room.

"You are gonna be okay with that?" I mused at Jasper who was waiting for me at the porch, looking down at his stomach.

Little more down

Jasper looked down adjusting his pants, "I will be. I have years of practice in handling blue balls."

"Me too, "I mumbled with a sideways glance at him. He chuckled as his arm dropped over my shoulder and he pulled me closer to him kissing my temple and we walked back to the mansion.

Chapter dedicated to @xxtatilicious

Question: The Last book you have completely read?

The last book I have read is Scorpio vs Virgo by Anyta Sunday

It's an awesome book btw

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