Monster

Pancakes "1x12"

I felt the tickle of soft hair brush against my chin. My eyes fluttered open as I peered down at my chest to see his head there. Aww... ew... ew...EW he's drooling. Shit I can feel it seeping into my shirt and now my boobs are all slimy. Fuckity fuck fuck. I looked over at the clock. 8:56. Breakfast time, Eh?. I slightly pushed him off me. He only rolled over and groaned. I trudged to the bathroom to clean up myself first. I slipped into my dinosaur slippers and walked down to the kitchen. Hmm.. ok cereal but no milk... no bacon... no fruit?... PANCAKES FUCK YES. I stirred the batter and poured it the pan one by one. I havent had breakfast like this in months. usually it would be a cereal bar or even nothing.

As I placed the pan into the sink I heard a pear of feet coming down the stairs.

"Something smells delicious" he said to me, rubbing his sleepy blue eyes.

"Oh, Hey good morning" I said to him as he sat down at the table.

"Morning" he returned, with a sly smile.

"Pancakes?" I laughed as a small grumble came from his stomach.

"Yes please" he said, looking hungrier by the second.

I slid him a plate, him grabbing it eagerly. I set down my own plate as we both dug in. These pancakes taste pretty damn good.

"Thanks Paige, for letting me stay here" He beamed at me as we walked to the living room. "Its ok, really. But I honestly don't think you should go back..." I told him. He sighed "I know. but he's my dad"

"Well he's a lame excuse for a man for touching his children. You're not going back there. You'll stay here from now on." I told him. I hugged him before he was able to say anything else. He wrapped his arms around my head. "Ok" he whispered. Shivers covered my spine. I pulled back and weakly smiled.

"So, have any dreams last night?" I asked.

A bright red flushed his pale cheeks. "Uh.. I-I um yeah" he stuttered. I laughed at his cuteness.

"What'd you dream about? "

"...." He hesitated before answering with "...You".

Even if I already knew that he dreamt of me, hearing it from him was driving me crazy. "What was I doing" I said, more seductive than I intended. Shit.

"Um.. well.. you..were giving m-me uh.. You were giving me head" He said the last few words quietly. The look on my face must have been priceless if his whole face looked like a tomato on steroids. It was actually kinda turning me on...

"Was I?" I said, hey, I'm gonna have some fun with this.

He gulped but nodded his head. I stepped a bit closer. I tilted my head up to look at him. I looked at his lips whilst biting mine. I'm guessing he got the signal when he bent down a little. There it went. I pressed my lips against his. I felt a rush passing through me. "Mmm" I mumbled against his lips. His hand glided up to my bum, making me jump. I felt him smirking as he carried me back over the kitchen and setting me onto the counter.