Love Plays You

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Tristan Black POV

She purposely winked and swayed away. Why must she poke at me and unleash my monster. I told her that what she does to me feels like. It hurts a lot. I want her even more with what she tried. She purposely bit my lip and pulled my hair she got the exact reaction she wanted.

She has me wrapped around her finger and is slowly realizing it. She wanted for a split second for me to lose it. To let go to give in. I almost did because I like her feeling. I like her vanilla smell. Her strawberry taste. I'm addicted to a person and not a drug.

"Hey Princess can I come in?" I ask while knock on the bathroom door that has been closed for 1 hour and I'm getting worried.

"Sure doors open!" She yells through the door. I open it slowly just in case of anything I don't want to see. I open it and realize she's still in the bathtub with tons of bubbles in the tub so it covers everything except her face and feet.

"Why have you been in here for an hour?" I question with amusement.

"I had to shave and then I needed to think and I bathe in Bubbles when I need to do that." She said in a quiet tone, but it was cute. Especially when I caught her in the act of putting a soap beard on. Adorable! "Now that you know I'm not dead could you leave so I can get myself dressed?" She asked, but I wasn't done yet.

"No." I stated simply because her reactions were just too funny not to tease her.

"Trissy pawease." She asked in a baby tone and that pissed me off because I don't not look like a flipping girl. She may not call me that unless she wants to get tortured.

"Nope I'm not leaving this very spot." And I sat on the counter by the sink showing her that I'm not leaving that spot. She then put on a grinned and grabbed a towel. She shut the curtain so I couldn't see her. She then got out of the tub with a towel around her body. She glistened with the water on her shoulders, legs and face. She looked like a Greek goddess.

She then walked out of the bathroom with me on her heels. She headed to my bedroom and slammed the door shut before I could get close. I went into the room to find her completely dressed. How!?

"Hey Trissy how you doing?" She smirked and is almost laughing at me. Why?

"You're getting it now. Lily you are getting tortured!" I yelled and then I took slow steps towards her. She surprises me and run and jumps in my arms and starts to tickle me. Tickle me! No one tickles me no one. I realize I'm holding her arse and she has her body wrapped around me. Why must we always end up in this position. Like really? Torture.

"So I see we keep ending up in this position." I say in a teasing tone and I sit her on my dresser.

"I can't help but notice your eyes showing me love. Why is that Tristan?" She says with so much passion and confusion. I kiss her and explain myself.

Tristan Black POV

She purposely winked and swayed away. Why must she poke at me and unleash my monster. I told her that what she does to me feels like. It hurts a lot. I want her even more with what she tried. She purposely bit my lip and pulled my hair she got the exact reaction she wanted.

She has me wrapped around her finger and is slowly realizing it. She wanted for a split second for me to lose it. To let go to give in. I almost did because I like her feeling. I like her vanilla smell. Her strawberry taste. I'm addicted to a person and not a drug.

"Hey Princess can I come in?" I ask while knock on the bathroom door that has been closed for 1 hour and I'm getting worried.

"Sure doors open!" She yells through the door. I open it slowly just in case of anything I don't want to see. I open it and realize she's still in the bathtub with tons of bubbles in the tub so it covers everything except her face and feet.

"Why have you been in here for an hour?" I question with amusement.

"I had to shave and then I needed to think and I bathe in Bubbles when I need to do that." She said in a quiet tone, but it was cute. Especially when I caught her in the act of putting a soap beard on. Adorable! "Now that you know I'm not dead could you leave so I can get myself dressed?" She asked, but I wasn't done yet.

"No." I stated simply because her reactions were just too funny not to tease her.

"Trissy pawease." She asked in a baby tone and that pissed me off because I don't not look like a flipping girl. She may not call me that unless she wants to get tortured.

"Nope I'm not leaving this very spot." And I sat on the counter by the sink showing her that I'm not leaving that spot. She then put on a grinned and grabbed a towel. She shut the curtain so I couldn't see her. She then got out of the tub with a towel around her body. She glistened with the water on her shoulders, legs and face. She looked like a Greek goddess.

She then walked out of the bathroom with me on her heels. She headed to my bedroom and slammed the door shut before I could get close. I went into the room to find her completely dressed. How!?

"Hey Trissy how you doing?" She smirked and is almost laughing at me. Why?

"You're getting it now. Lily you are getting tortured!" I yelled and then I took slow steps towards her. She surprises me and run and jumps in my arms and starts to tickle me. Tickle me! No one tickles me no one. I realize I'm holding her arse and she has her body wrapped around me. Why must we always end up in this position. Like really? Torture.

"So I see we keep ending up in this position." I say in a teasing tone and I sit her on my dresser.

"I can't help but notice your eyes showing me love. Why is that Tristan?" She says with so much passion and confusion. I kiss her and explain myself.

"Lily I show love because I'm slowly falling in love with the enemy. I'm not supposed to like the girl hidden beneath the hood, but really is a Princess in my eyes. She's everything I want. Everything I need to change. If I want her she might get dragged in shiz that's not good for her. She's too good. She's beautiful, loving, caring, feisty, tough and so much more." I say everything in a whisper. "I love my Princess, but she's really not mine at all." I say that barely audible. I love Lily Roads.

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