olivia rodrigo | oneshots

11 | Winter Magic

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Warning: This chapter contains smut (and fluff)

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You were snuggling up in your blanket when you were rudely awoken by your girlfriend. Letting out a frustrated groan, you turned over, seeing Olivia standing by the window. Her eyes lit up when it met yours and you looked at her with half-opened eyes. "What?"

"It's snowing, Y/n/n! We should go built a snowman."

"It's fucking six in the morning," you grumbled, snuggling into your blanket and closing your eyes. But before you could fully close them, Olivia took throw the cover off you, making you let out a string of curse words. "OLIVIA ISABEL RODRIGO!"

She smiled sheepishly at you as you jumped out of the bed, tackling her to the ground, which is covered in carpet. Realizing that the carpet is somewhat warm as well, you pulled Olivia on top of you and closed your eyes again. But when you felt Olivia's lips on your neck, your eyes snapped opened once more. She had a pouty look on her face, trying to look innocent as she connect her lips with yours. She sing quietly. "Do you want to build a snowman?" 

"No," you grumbled, letting Olivia pulled you up onto your feet. 

"Come on let's go and play," she continued, acting weirdly childish today. But maybe it was the snow since the two of you were at your grandparents' house in Chicago, where it snows. Slamming the bathroom door in her face, her voice still filled your ears. "I never see you anymore, come out the door, it's like you've gone away."

"Yeah yeah, please let me go to the restroom in peace!"

"We used to be best buddies, but not we're not, I wish you would tell me why!" She continued, as you started brushing your teeths. Speaking through a mouthful of toothpaste, you called out. 

"Because we're lovers now, not best buddies!" 

"Do you want to build a snowman?" She asked hopefully.

"FINE! But don't you dare pull the cover off me next time," you grumbled as you opened the door, getting pushed against the wall with Olivia's lips on yours. You let out a small gasp when you felt her hand pinning your wrist against the wall. "What-"

"I'm horny," she stated blunty as you stared at her with wide eyes, glancing out at your window. 

"Didn't you want to build a snowman?" You asked helplessly, trying to escape her grasp only to have her pin you down once more. Your grandparents were in the next room and you know that the wall in their house isn't exactly thick. 

"Not anymore," she muttered huskily, kissing your jaw and moving down to your neck. You tried to push her off but she only continued to kiss you, sucking on your exposed skin and kissing her way down, making you feel like the room is suddenly too hot. You failed to stifle a moan when she bites down on your sweet spot. Olivia smirked up at you before her lips is on yours once more. 

She leads you toward the bed and you fell onto it, Olivia hovering above you, her lust-filled eyes staring down at yours. She kissed the corner of your mouth, whispering into the silent morning. "You drive me crazy Y/n... you're so sexy when you play hard to get."

"What-" You didn't get to finish your sentence before her mouth was on yours once again, a slow and passionate kiss that makes the two of you craving for more. She looked into your eyes, her hand fumbling with the long-sleeved shirt you're wearing. 

"May I, Miss Y/l/n?" 

You give a brief nodded but she didn't move, waiting for you to answer her verbally. "You may."