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i slowly pull up the soft material of my pink skirt as louis sits in a daze of lust. once my cotton shirt is resting upon my puffy, sensitive chest i notice a small drop of white dripping down the backside of my leg. i look up at louis and notice his ocean blue eyes looking into mine lustfully.

i scoop the small amount of liquid and see louis following my every move with his eye. i bring my finger to my lips and stare into his eyes. i pop the digit into my mouth and suck the salty liquid off. he looks like he's about to cum again and that wouldn't be the first time.

i slowly walk towards the door, swinging my hips more than necessary, and leave the hotel room with the short click of the door locking.

my sexy facade dissipated as soon as the door shut. my smirk fell and my eyes started to well up. a tear slipped quickly down my cheek and i whipped it away as quickly as i could.

i've loved him since i was 10! ever since we both "ran away" into the woods as the first snow of the year started to fall. they stuck to his eyelashes and fluffy hair so perfectly making him look like a snow prince or something. his normally thin, pale lips turned a rosy red color along with the tip of his nose and his at the time chubby cheeks.

he looked perfect to me and still does. the only reason i agreed to this whole "no strings attached sex" was so i could feel close to him. when we do, i can't help but think it means more to him than just getting off using a real person.

we both hated using condoms so we got tested and agreed to only sleep with each other and that was the best decision ever. it feels so much better when i can feel the drag of his thick cock against me without plastic. it also makes me feel all bubbly inside that i'm the only one he's with.

i really want to stay with him after but i think he'll just want me to leave and not bother him. i'm nothing but a warm mouth to him. (an* see my shameless reference ;) gallavich 😩)

Why can't he just love me back?

i swipe a few stray tears away as i enter the warm place i call home, even if it doesn't always feel like it. i just wish to cuddled up with louis in the comfort of his arms with our legs tangled together and not a single care in the world.

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