Completing Me. (Short stories known as Dorm Fun!)

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If you notice I have made Grayson's name now Clayton. If you notice any Graysons please comment where they are so I'm able to fix them. Thank You. And if you ahve requests for a one shot or even a Valentine One Shot, please PM me. I need suggestions.

Chloe shrieked, slamming the door closed in Clayton's face and dashed for something to cover up with. She only made it the few feet to her bed when the door was shoved open and then closed with a little too much force. Chloe dived under the Pokémon covers on her bed, tucking her whole body underneath and out of the line of sight.

She could hear his heavy footsteps get closer to the bed till he was standing right there, his shadow making its way through Chloe's covers.

"Go away, Clayton!" She cried, curling into a ball, not wanting him to see anymore of her repulsive body.

He grunted, but other than that all she could hear was him shuffling around in the tiny dorm room.

"Chloe. Get out from under the blankets." Clayton said a few minutes after.

She shook her head then realized that he could not see her and groaned.

When he heard that tiny female groan, his c*ck was instantly hard at the thought of what she really should be groaning about. He palmed is aching c*ck through the layer of demine jeans he wore and slowly rubbed. "Chloe. Get your ass out right now!" His dominate side starting to show through, someone that he tried to keep hidden from his friends.

"Clayton. Please just go away." Chloe whimpered, pulling the blankets around her tighter, but the way he had spoken to her told her that he wasn’t going away anytime soon or at least time she came out from under the blankets. "Clayton. Please." She whispered.

Getting angry as the seconds passed, Clayton stopped being a nice guy and ripped the blankets off of her. She screamed as the covers were taken off her and Clayton pounced, straddling her squirming body as she tried to cover herself.

"Clayton!" She whimpered as he pinned her hands above her head and racked his glance over her upper body.

Clayton didn’t think his c*ck could possibly get any harder, but he was wrong.

Oh so dead wrong!

"Baby girl, your beautiful!" He hummed, laying some of his weight on a frozen Chloe and pressed a kisses around her face till he touched the corner of her lips with his own. Slowly lifting his head up, he met her confused and saddened eyes. "What’s wrong?" He smoothed the tips of his fingers through the bangs that hung on her forehead.

Chloe drew her hands from above her head where he had freed them to rest them on his shoulders. "I’m not beautiful." She whispered, tears swarming in her eyes.

"Baby. You are amazing. Your mind. Your body. Your humor. You are amazing!" Grayson told her, pressing his lips to hers each sentence.

Threading his fingers through her hair, Chloe moaned. Gripping his shoulders till her nails dug into his shoulders. He groaned as he felt his small finger nails dig into him, he liked it.