Riley's POV
We sit and watch movies all day. Lounging on the couch and doing nothing. He lays, with his back resting against the comfortable arm rest of the couch. His bare feet are propped up on the couch. Even his feet are nice. I smile to myself like a creeper.
As for me, I sit basically between his legs and rest my back against his chest. He rubs my hair and occasionally kisses his neck and head. I drift into sleep.
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"Riley" He groans and shift beneath me.
I hear a grunt and feel a poking In my side.
"Riley get up."
I shift to the other side towards the window and open my eyes to the bright light and to the voice that wishes to awaken me.
"Why" I say smiling.
"Two reasons, but mainly because I have to pee."
"What's the second reason?"
"I'm really horny and your shifting around me." I laugh and swivel my hips to annoy him.
He groans a deep sexy groan.
"Am I to heavy for you to just just lift and place back on the couch."
" I wouldn't have wanted to wake sleeping beauty." He says placing a kiss on my neck.
"You've awakened me by now you heathen! With your name calling and growing erections."
"Heathen! I'll show you how heathenous I can be." He stands abruptly taking me with him and tosses be back down on the soft couch.
He tickles me under my ribs and I squeal out. I love and hate being tickled at the same time. It's torturous, but it's nice to laugh, even if your being force to do so.
"Peter s-stop!" I try to get out.
"I can't take you seriously with all that giggling going on. could you repeat yourself? " He says grinning down at me. He obviously enjoys his tickling torturous ways.
I try to tell him to stop again but it all comes out the same way. Giggling and laughing.
"I must relive myself. Where is the bathroom?" He says standing up straight and waiting on me to direct him.
"Up the stairs and to the left. Second door. " I direct pointing with my finger as upwards if he can see through the ceiling. He jogs away from me and up the stairs.
I hear the door shut and turn on mtv for my music. Hopping up, I start to dance. Spinning, jumping, little kick, flailing arms, all of that.
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Authors note.
This chapter is unbelievably short...I suppose I haven't much to say.
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Riley
RomanceThen I found myself walking towards this house, in the middle of night. I followed the pull in my chest and scaled up the side of the house and slipped in the window. I couldn't see her face, but I knew she was the reason why I was here. I could nev...
