T W E L V E

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MENTIONS OF SMUT, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED

❝ the very thought of you
   has my legs spread apart
   like a easel with a canvas
   begging for art ❞
                                   - rupi kaur
                                     Milk and Honey

It was dark outside and the world had fallen asleep. Margo Frasier was the only person walking down the street, the moon was the only light helping her see, the street lights were dimly lit and of no use whatsoever. She arrived at the house of Simon Minter and looked up at the windows of the house, there were no lights on. She knew that Simon's parents weren't home, there were no cars on the drive- both of them must have gone away on business trips for the weekend.

She walked towards the back gate, she jumped up, grabbing hold of the wooden fence and she pulled herself up and over. She knew Simon's room was towards the back of the house, maybe she could get his attention that way. She walks cautiously along the pathway and into the back garden, a large pool was covered over by a plastic sheet and a swing set was stood at the far end of the garden, rusted and unused. She lets out a lengthy sigh and looks up at the windows, pulling the hood off her head as she examined the house. She finds herself a pebble and aims up towards the window. She tosses it up and it hits the glass with a soft thud. She waits 30 seconds before throwing another one up. After a few seconds, she sees the light in the room flicker on and then the window swings open.

"What the fuck?" Simon asks, his voice was groggy and his eyes squint in the darkness as he looks down into the garden.

"Simon, hey!" Margo says, waving at the boy.

"Margo? what the hell? Its 2am, why are you in my back garden?" Simon asks, rubbing his sleepy eyes awake.

"I'm sorry...I couldn't sleep and you were the only person I thought to come and see," Margo says softly and Simon just nods.

"Well, I'll come down and let you in," Simon smiles and he disappears for about 30 seconds before he's flicked the light on in the kitchen and he's opened the glass french doors for Margo. She hadn't seen him much since the two went back to school, the rumours started again, of course, the rumours were true- Margo Frasier had tried to kill herself again, and Simon Minter had saved her life.

She heads inside, and offers a smile to Simon, the pair had a lot to discuss, both of them knew that, so Simon offered Margo a drink, and she asked for whiskey, so she got it, and so did he.

"Do you want to talk in my room?" Simon asks as Margo takes a sip of her drink.

"Sure," Margo says and Simon leads the way. They enter the boys large room and Margo sits down on his double bed.

"Your rooms nice," Margo comments and Simon smiles.

"Thanks, Margo," Simon says and Simon sits down beside her and places his glass on his desk opposite his bed.

"You look good," Simon smiles and Margo smiles back.

"Thanks," She whispers and Simon takes her spare hand. She too places her glass on the desk and then looks at Simon, their eyes connecting in the dimly lit room, the only light coming from the floor lamp he'd turned on and the moon shining through the still open window.

"I told you I loved you before I fainted...I meant it, Margo," Simon whispers and she nods.

"I know," She says, and she looks into his eyes one more time before pushing her lips against his. The kiss immediately becomes much more than just a display of affection, it becomes a display of lust, of love.

Simon's fingers move up to the zipper of her hoodie and he undoes it, revealing a t-shirt, he pushes the hoodie off her shoulders and Margo's fingers move to the hem of his joggers, he wasn't wearing a shirt, after all he was asleep before she arrived. He smiles as her lips trail up his neck, across his jawline and back to his lips. He reaches for the bottom of her t-shirt and she lifts her arms, allowing him to pull the t-shirt off and toss it aside.

He presses another kiss to her lips and then along her neck, sucking gently on the skin, leaving a small mark and causing her to moan softly, which only makes him do it again, in another spot on her flesh. His hands move along the sides of her body and over her back, causing a shiver to shoot up Margo's spine. Margo slips out of the shoes she was wearing as they move further up the bed, Margo wondered when this day would come, and now it was finally happening she was more nervous than ever. She kisses him softly, his hands undoing the button and zipper of her jeans. She pulls them down as much as she can and Simon pulls them off the rest of the way, dumping them on the floor afterwards. Simon's hands run up her legs, and towards her boxer style pants- she would have worn something more sexy, but she didn't think this would happen the way it was.

She moves his hands aside and reaches for his joggers, she pulls them down and off his legs swiftly, shoving them to the end of the bed using her feet. Another kiss before Simon reaches behind Margo's back and attempting to undo the clasp of her bra.

"I've never done this before," Simon mutters when Margo laughs at him.

"Don't worry, I'll get it," She says, reaching behind her back and undoing the bra. It slides off her arms and Simon pushes it aside before laying Margo back onto the bed, his lips kiss all along her body until he reaches her panties, he pulls them down her legs and looks up at Margo, she was watching him closely. He leans forwards and presses his lips to her sweet spot causing Margo to let out a soft moan, her fingers entangle themselves within Simon's hair as his tongue moves against her, causing the moans escaping her lips to get louder, she's nearly at her edge by the time Simon moves away, and she looks at his messy hair as he brings his lips to hers, their bodies were both on fire. Her fingers hungrily reach for his boxers and she pulls at them, Simon helps her and they're soon on the floor beside the bed, her lips wrapped around him as he leans back, his mouth open as he curses under his breath. She pulls back before he reaches the edge and she brings her lips back up to his, her kiss heated and sensual. He pushes her back against the sheets and he presses another kiss to her lips his eyes glancing over her body before he whispers against her ear, "I love you, Margo,"

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And I'm sure you can imagine what happened after that!

So that was chapter twelve of Young Gods, sorry its taken so long, and I hope you enjoyed the chapter!

Thank you for reading

~KatnissBajanCanadian❤️