Love You More (Eminem Fanfiction)

20: Tha X Rlly Hit Us (II)

- Lilys POV: -

1:22am

"Oh shit we gotta go!" Marshall says kind of alarmed.

"It's fine, we won't be that late!" I say.

We've just been cuddling, making out, teasing me sexually which is very annoying, and fucking around. Time went by way too fast. We're both already a tiny bit high but not that bad. Hoping to get more fucked up though.

Marshall throws his shirt on as he had it off. Not sure why, he says he likes it off. Men these days...

"Marshall pick out my outfit for me. I'll be doing my makeup and hair." I tell Marshall wanting to see what he'll pick.

"Why you gotta dress up all party-fancy? Just wear whatever!" He says. He doesn't understand.

"'Cause I wanna look like that! Now pick something please!"

"Why do I have to?!"

"I wanna see if you have good taste."

He groans but goes into my closet as I sit in front of my body mirror and do my makeup the same as always. I do it quicker than usual but carefully.

When I'm done and just putting on lip gloss Marshall comes out with a whole outfit. I don't look at it, he just lays everything on the bed.

I get up and go to the bathroom and get out my brush and hair straightener. Marshall was running his hands through my hair when I was getting those things out.

I quickly brush my hair. Thank god it wasn't that knotty. I turn around and gently brush his hair since it was a little messy. I turn back around and start straightening my hair since it heats up quickly.

I unplug my straightener and go to my room and to the outfit on my bed that Marshall picked out for me.

"So... how do you feel about it?" He asks shyly. I love how shy he can be sometimes.

"It's the outfit from the night we met!" I gasp excitedly. "You remember what I wore?" I say staring at the tight red dress and shorter black heels.

"Of course I do." He says as he grabs the same black panties from under the dress.

"How do you even remember?! We were so fucked up that night!" I say surprised as I jump on him and he catches me by my waist as I wrap my legs and arms around him.

"Because you look so fuckin' fine in that shit." He smirks.

"Oh and I'm not in this?"

"Ehhhh... not really." He says sarcastically.

I give him a fake offended look and smack his face.

"Hey ow!" He laughs. "I'm kidding! You look good baby." He says licking his lips before kissing me quickly. He slaps my ass, "Aight, get ready we gotta go." He puts me down.

I grab everything I need for the outfit and run to the washroom.

I slip in a tampon and put on my clothing. I walk back to my room to see Marshall laying on his back with his legs completely off the bed as he raps to himself.

He looks over at me and I walk over to him and stand between his legs. He gets on his elbows a bit and then sits up as I stand. He places his hands on my upper waist and he drags them down and to my ass as he checks me out, biting his lip.

I grab his arm and start walking, making him get up. I walk to my body mirror and face it. He goes behind me and grabs my waist pulling me closer as he leaves kisses all over my neck and collarbone.