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by pinkspg

by pinkspg

*explicit content*

You found your way into Weston's room, he was sat there with a sweater and some sweatpants for you laying on his bed, considering what you had been wearing (Leggings and a t-shirt) was comfortable, but it wasn't ideal for sleeping in... Especially when Weston's room got so cold at night.

"This for me?" You asked motioning to the clothing on the bed.

"No, I just like to lay out my clothes on my bed when I sleep." He joked. You rolled your eyes and began to change. It felt weird to change in front of him despite how many times he had seen you naked, up close, and personal.

"Fuck, you make this hard." He said before you put on his clothes. You were standing with no bra and just some underwear on as you were about to change into his clothes. He crawled from his spot on the bed over to you, grasping his arms around your waist, pulling you to the edge of the bottom of his bed. He began placing kisses along your waistline. Your body moved with his, holding his back. You wanted to stop and not let this go any further but it was hard when it felt so good. You let a moan escape your lips and felt him smirk on your hips. You knew he was getting what he wanted, but you weren't about to let him. You grabbed his head and tilted his head up to look at you.

He gave you a fake frown

You crouched down to get eye level with him. You began to kiss him and he kissed back, it was longer than a typical romantic goodnight kiss but it couldn't have been classified as an all-out make-out session. After you guys split apart you pushed his shoulder, landing him flat on the bed as you walked away laughing, continuing to get dressed.

"I told you already, It's not happening. Not tonight." You secretly hinted at the fact that you were open to doing stuff with him in the morning, and you knew he caught on at the way he glanced up at you. After you got dressed you climbed into bed on your side. That is what you loved about your whole friends with benefits deal is that if you didn't get him, you at least got your own side of the bed, which made it feel like it was something more than it was. It wasn't just wherever you two fell asleep, it was a designated spot that you had known almost as well as your own bed.

"Do you want to watch something?" He asked. You did want to, you wanted to put on something that the two of you could laugh at and begin to form a bond that was better than the sex you were having, but you weren't lying when you said you were tired.

"I'm not sure, I don't mind if you put something on, but I'll probably be asleep within 5 minutes of it starting." Weston laughed and opted out by setting the remote back on his bedside table.

"Well, goodnight." He said awkwardly. You knew it must've been weird for him to let you in his room without the act of sex behind it. You didn't care though, you were in his room, you were in his bed, in his clothes, and you were completely content with it.

As you closed your eyes you felt Weston's body come next to you, he wrapped his arms around you and pressed his body up into yours. You guys had never really cuddled before, there were definitely times where you woke up a little too close to one another or you were on top of him vice versa, but never was it a choice that one of you made to actually do it.

Part of you was repulsed by the idea of what was going on, you had pushed down your feelings for Weston because of his lack of intimacy toward you, so the idea of him trying to be sweet and caring toward you made you cringe the slightest bit. You decided to ignore it, to not say anything.

You allowed yourself to blissfully fall asleep in his arms, wanting nothing more than to understand what the hell was to come of your...

"relationship."