Born Phlebotomist [Complete✔]

Marked By Bliss

Theme song: "Rather Be" by H.E.R

Winter POV

Walking into my room I'm absolutely mortified.

"I can't believe you did that!" Scolding him, I climb into my bed.

"You kissed me and you're blaming me for my actions after?! But you started it!" He laughs.

"I don't even know why, it just happened!" I admit honestly.

"Cause you want me baybay!"

Looking at him in his sweatpants and no shirt, good Lord this man should not be able to be this delicious.

"No! It's that stupid bond thing!" Lying I get under the covers trying to smother my raging inferno of hormones.

Smiling almost knowingly he walks over to the bed slowly.

"The blanket isn't hiding anything!" He laughs.

"Laurent! Stop!" Is all I can manage to blurt out.

"What lil baybay? I'm just letting you know I can tell everything that's going on with your amazing body. Even though we're not fully bound I can sense certain things if we're close enough. Like the fact that you're aroused as a muthafucka, AGAIN, and between those beautiful legs is wetter than that bath you took earlier. Or that your delicious smelling blood is pumping through you faster than a racehorse. Or that you're extremely nervous."

He's right. About it ALL! I'm freaking out at the thought of laying next to him in only his shirt and my panties. Slipping into the bed he's taken off his sweats and is only in boxers.

Shit, he smells good. Scooting away from him, he pulls me back towards him. Closing the space between us, we are now face to face and I'm internally spazzing out.

"Calm down lil mama. I'm not finna hurt you, I promise." The honesty in his voice makes it so easy for me to believe him, but it's still all moving so fast.

"I know, it's just still new." I admit shyly.

"We ain't gotta do anything else, unless you want more. I have never and never will do anything to your body that you don't want, ok?"

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"Okay?" He asks again, as I silently nod.

Staying quiet, I just look down at his beautifully tattooed chocolate chest. Tangling my fingers, I keep them occupied to keep from reaching out and touching him.

"Do you wanna do anything, lil mama?" Asking seductively, I dare not look up to be captured in his sensual dark gaze.

Shaking my head 'no' I know I'm partially lying. I really want to relinquish complete control of my body. Allowing him to do what he pleases with me. But my conscious is eating me alive to just slow down. To fully process EVERYTHING I've been through and what we've been through.