Camp Closeted

Chapter 30: Prince Eric

"Really?" My emotions were very mixed and slightly confused and if Sascha noticed this on my face,

he'd know something is up so I just quickly smiled. "That's so cute."

My voice came out drier than intended but Sascha was so star struck at looking at Jesse and I couldn't

help but feel so happy for him.

I can't blame him. Jesse looked absolutely god sent and everything about him was perfect.

Too perfect..

Rama spoke. "The sun is about to set, I'm leaving before we get eaten by wolves or something." He

walked pass us as he wanted to get back on the large canoe. "I'm gonna go see if Cade made it back."

"I'm coming." Logan announced.

"Hold on I'm getting my stuff." Keanu chirped.

Sascha quickly looked at me. "You ready to go?" He softly asked, tucking a long curl behind his ear.

Just before I could've answered, somebody's voice had already spoke for me.

"He's staying with me." Jesse interrupted, stretching out his gorgeous body as he yawned like a baby.

"Im gonna need help to row the other boat that washed up with him, so..." His eyes were subtly shy as

it slightly shifted to look at me.

Sascha took a second to reply as he ran his hand through his hair. All of a sudden, he smiled widely.

"Oh, sure, okay then. Get back safely guys." He slowly waved, following the other guys onto the other

canoe.

I remained seated, my eyes carefully focused on the bright fire as Jesse's tall figure stood right next to

me, watching the guys begin to row away towards the setting sun.

Our surroundings were just filled with distant water splashes and a couple of deep chuckles coming

from the canoe that began to disappear.

Before I knew it, we were alone..

I didn't bother flinching as Jesse quickly sat next to me on the ground, our eyes not leaving the dancing

fire.

"Not gonna lie," Jesse's deep and slightly raspy voice began to speak. "I did wanna save you while I

was doing mouth to mouth with you, but mostly to just kiss you again." Jesse confessed.

I couldn't help but deeply chuckle. "Imagine if I didn't wake up?" I raised an eyebrow at him, our eyes

meeting. "You would've been kissing a dead person."

"But I wasn't." He answered softly. Looking at Jesse for too long always made me anxious and my

cheeks always began to burn and I hated it. I remained quiet, making him speak again. "I know you're ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

scared of Tristan because you're a pussy, but I'm never gonna leave your side ever again." He let out

as my mouth dropped at him. "What? You are." He chuckled.

"I just don't want problems with anyone." I tried to hide a smile as I looked back at the fire.

"Well, I have a problem with you not wanting to have problems with anyone, meaning you have a

problem with me." He slightly smirked, his shoulder beginning to brush against mine as I rolled my

eyes.

"I have a problem with you?" I began to taunt him, trying to hide a smile beneath the towels.

"Yea." He taunted back, his head almost towering over me.

"What are you gonna do about it, bro?" I began to talk like a cringey fuck boy as he began to laugh.

"I don't know, bro." He shrugged, acting like a cringey fuck boy back as his dilated eyes shifted around

my face. "No homo, but like, you're super hot bro." I cringed.

"That sounds super homo." I nervously chuckled, hiding a devilish smile under the towel. "Bro?" I

added as I was about to laugh out loud.

"I only like being homo with you." His voice let out softly, his eyes delicately set into mine as I watched

his ocean irises dilate wider.

"Look Jesse, I wanted to apologize to you. I should have never talked to you like that. You've been

nothing but kind to me and I took all of it for granted." I genuinely spoke as his eyes observed my face.

He just remained silent, his fingers softly pulling my chin closer and I didn't even have the energy to

stop it.

My breathing began to speed up as my heart began beating in a faster pace, our flushed faces moving

closer together.

"Ah, sike!" Jesse quickly moved away from me as my mouth widened at him, amused. "Miss me with

that gay shit. You're a dummy for taking me for granted." He joked, clenching his sharp jawline to the

side.

"Wow!" I exploded out in laughter as I quickly replied. "That was actually so fucked up. But I deserve it."

I continued to laugh as he smirked to himself.

His mesmerizing eyes met mine again, his deep attentive voice breaking the quick silence. "I forgive

you, just don't ever be mean to me again, I'm sensitive." He smiled, momentarily showing me his

incredibly white teeth. "Come here." He quietly commanded.

My eyes widened but then softened as his smooth reddened lips met mine. It felt like every single

problem that clawed against my head immediately melted away as my brain became mushy.

Jesse got my heart beating against my chest now as he smelled so good for some reason. His warm

hand gliding against my cheek to kiss me even harder.

I quickly pulled away, Jesse throwing me the cutest look of distraught as our cheeks were burning.

"What if my nose bleeds?" My breathing was fast and my vision was blurring in ecstasy at the view of

him being shirtless.

"What if I don't give a fuck?" He groaned out, his desperate eyes shifting up and down at my face.

That's all I needed to hear.

I plunged my lips back to his as Jesse's soft commanding hands grabbed onto my cheeks, making us

kiss a lot harder than last time.

The feeling of the warmth radiating off of Jesse's soft plush lips were almost overwhelming. He made

my mind go blank as all I felt was incredible heat.

The way Jesse kissed was very eager and the feeling of his lips were unexplainably good. The taste of

minty gum entered my mouth as I started to feel Jesse's heated demeanor begin to slowly lay me down

against the ground.

Oh no!

This isn't good!

I can't help it!

I quickly pushed him away since I already felt my nose was going to gush out blood like a fucking

lizard.

I was undeniably so turned on and I hated it.

Jesse smiled as his skin was so plush and subtly reddened, his white skin slightly glistening from sweat

as his black cloudy hair was gorgeously messy. "This can't be normal." He breathed hard, his blue eyes

watching me carefully.

"I know, it's so stupid." I looked away from him as I felt so embarrassed and stupid. "Sorry."

Jesse watched me internally cry as my nose kept pouring out blood. "Are you a virgin?" His question

rapidly made my eyes widen since it was so abrupt.

"Haven't you asked me that before?" I looked at him as my face was slightly buried into the now

reddened towel.

"Maybe, but I don't remember your answer." He casually shrugged.

"Well I am." I nodded as he sat back, his head slightly tilted up at me. "Are you?"

"No." His answer sounded slightly tense as he carefully examined my reaction to his answer. I just

casually looked away as I continued to wipe my nose. "Im not." He pursed his lips at me.

"T-that's cool." I slowly nodded, my nose thankfully not bleeding anymore as I tried to hide the towel

behind me. "I guess."

This became awkward real quick.

To cut up the awkward silence, he just spoke out once again. "It's getting pretty dark, we should go."

He nodded, quickly getting up as he offered a hand to help me get up also.

"You sure we'll be able to row back with just the two of us?" I questioned, eyeing at the large canoe as

we left the fire to burn.

"We'll be fine, the water is really calm at night. I'll even be able to row it by myself because, you know,

I'm pretty strong." He winked as I rolled my eyes at him, watching him run towards the canoe, my slow

self still being wrapped in a towel burrito.

Jesse quickly hopped on the boat. "Also, we'll have a nice relaxing canoe ride, just you and me. Kinda

like that cute little scene from The Little Mermaid." He cheekily grinned.

"I call being Prince Eric!" I proudly let out, making him wince as I ran like a child towards the canoe.

"Micah please, you know that's a lie." He chuckled to himself as I slowly got on. "You're obviously Ariel,

you're such a little bitch."

I quickly tilted my head in confusion. "Not even!" I exclaimed as he teasingly smiled.

"Yes even." He smirked, pushing his cloudy midnight hair back.

"No!" I laughed and whined at the same time, making him chuckle to himself. "I'm not a little bitch!" I

pouted.

"Just acknowledge the fact that you are." Jesse let out deeply, picking up a paddle as I bit my lip at him.

"Oh and I look like Prince Eric more than you do, so ha!" He slyly added as I tried to cover up my smile

and my burning cheeks.

Fuck, maybe I am the Ariel.