Wonderful windows

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Much like any other evening you found sat at you desk, typing erratically trying to start and finish a 1k worded essay due in tomorrow morning, after every few sentences that you wrote you'd look up to the ceiling and curse yourself for leaving it till the last minuet again. As time passed the sky beyond your window turned orange-pink, twilight setting on the suburbs. After an hour, deciding to take a hard earned break you broke your gaze from the screen in front of you, looking out at the perfectly cut grass and picket fences, gazing across the lawn your eyes flickered up due to a change of light in the window opposite.

You had never really spoken to your neighbour before, sure, they're had been glances between the both of you whilst your parents had been chatting across their respective gardens but nothing more than that, although deep down, suppressed somewhere between the pit of your stomach and the throbbing between your thighs you wished it was something more. Maybe it was his shaggy hair or the dark liner that seemed to be permanently smudged under his eyes, I mean, the dude was for sure clumsy, you'd seen him trip over pretty much anything that was trip-over...able. You let your thoughts wonder for a short while before re-focusing your eyes.

The lanky Heffley boy had walked into his room and was currently taking his top off, you quickly looked away, deciding to respect his privacy, well, at least for a while. You did try to keep yourself occupied by staring straight at your computer screen but the teenage curiosity whispered into your left ear, convincing you to 'Just take a peek' and just like that, you gave in.

Since his room seemed to be in the attic his window was higher up than your own, as you slowly began to look up the first thing you noticed was his belt buckle, you let out a breath that you didn't realise that you had been holding. His boxers seemed to be pulled up slightly higher than his jeans, his studded belt reflected the street lamp between your houses. Moving further up you took note of his honey tanned looking skin, you could just about make out the shadows on his collar bones, before you could glance higher a shout came from down stairs "Y/N! Bring your laundry down, I'm doing a dark wash!" You had been so fixated that you almost jumped out of your skin, your hand quickly reached to your chest, knocking over an empty glass jar that had been sat on your windowsill "Fuck" you whispered to yourself trying to pick up the pieces of broken glass, cutting the side of your hand as you scolded yourself

'yep, this is what I get for being a perv' you thought to yourself, you lightly chuckled, looking at the shallow cut as you held your arm up, watching the blood drip for a short moment before looking back out of the window, to your horror Rodrick Heffley was looking at you dead in the eye, you yelped and stumbled to close the blinds, running into your bathroom.

'Had he seen me watching him?' you ran your hand under the cold tap 'Maybe he just heard the glass smash and wondered what it was?' turning the tap off you headed to the shower, stripping as you stepped in 'Oh lord, he totally saw me' as the hot water hit your body you began to calm down, but unfortunately your body did not. You refused to give in to yourself, you already felt like a creep, playing with yourself thinking about your hot half naked neighbour who you just peaked on would just add to the guilt that you already felt.

After your shower you changed into a baggy shirt and undies, stepping back into your room enjoying the cool breeze on your legs. You crept back over to your window and slowly rolled the blinds back up, noticing that Rodrick's bedroom light had been turned off, sighing a breath of relief you hopped into bed, hoping that you would wake up in the morning and forget about this whole evening.

you were pinned against a wall, your back arching at the cold brick as your head lulled back, eyes closed and mouth agape. Icey hands found their way to your waist, one holding you in place and the other roaming up over your chest, a thumb brushing back and fourth over your hard nipple, your breathy moans increased as you became aware of the pressure of someone's knee between your legs, lips attacked your neck. The roaming hand slipped from your chest down to your hip and glided down to the top of your thigh, they're lips moved down to your shoulder, then to the top of your breast, letting their hand move over the back of your thigh, you began to move yourself over their knee, enjoying the friction almost to much, you glanced down for a second, dark shaggy hair nested just below your chin, it was at that point when he looked up at you, his lips glistened as he smirked up at you "Rodrick?" you murmured, bewildered at the sight in front of you "Look at you, humping my leg like a bitch in heat" you whined as he moved you to the side, removing his knee from between your legs "Look at that, look what you've done to my fucking jeans, I'm going to smell like your cunt for days" He spat, looking straight into your eyes, his hands moving over your stomach, delving into your panties, you're eyes fluttered shut again