BodyGuard (DNF)

Chapter 133: futures

George POV.

Clay and I laid together on the large bed in the early hours of the morning. It couldn't be past 5am but neither of us could fall back asleep so we just decided to cuddle.

My body was resting entirely on Clay's with my head resting comfortably just below his neck. The blond's arms were wrapped around my torso with his chin resting comfortably on my head.

Meanwhile my hands were folded over my chest, fiddling with the silver, jewelled ring sitting comfortably on my finger before I'd have to take it off for school in a couple hours. As I did this, my thoughts wandered, thinking back to me meeting Clay, and into our future... what would it be like when we got married later this year?

The wedding was going to be just after graduation near the end of June so we could do, or go wherever we liked without having to care about returning to school in the Fall.

It was fun to think about being honest, imagining all sorts of futures we could  have together in different places. Maybe just across the state, or even across the country, or we may just move to a new country entirely. Who knows?

Clay's tired, morning voice brought me back to the real world. "What are you thinking about Georgie?" He asked me as his arms tightened slightly from around my waist before they relaxed again.
"Just... us..." I replied in an equally tired voice. My eyes were focusing on all the small green and blue gems on my ring and tracing over them lightly with my finger.

The blond let out a hum at my answer, before asking another question.
"What... exactly... were you thinking about?"
"Just what life was going to be like when we are married." I moved my eyes away from the ring for a moment to instead look up at the cream coloured ceiling.

"That's simple Georgie." He let out a low chuckle before elaborating, "you and I will have a big house. Just the two of us, maybe a kid or two. We'd live just out of town and both of us would work in town at a 9-5 job. And, the walls of our house will be really thick so the kids couldn't hear when I fucked you every night."

A wide blush spread over me and I moved my arms to cover my face with which felt like it was getting hotter. "You are so disgusting," I mumbled for him to hear.
Clay chuckled again as he moved his hands to pull my arms away from my face before brushing my hair with his fingers. "Hey, you aren't saying no to my idea at least."

"You are the worst, of course that was a no. Who would want to get fucked by you every night."
His fingers tapped my forehead indicating me which made me grumble something angrily under my breath which I directed at him.
"Fine then George, what do you think our life will be like?" The blond enquired.

I gave a shrug, not honestly sure what I did want to happen.
"Maybe..." I paused for a moment to think.
"...What if we moved to someplace like New York, and got jobs there. Leave all the money from my parents business behind and start out own lives over there. Maybe you could be a police officer or something and I will find a job too or could just look after the house. And we could get a kid, or multiple. You know..."

I trailed off, getting distracted at the end of my story as Clay's hands run up the inside of the shirt I was wearing and rested on my bare chest, causing me to flinch from his cold skin sitting against my warm skin.

"That sounds good too Georgie, but do you know what will make it sound better?"
My eyes narrowed into a glare, I think everyone knew what he was going to say. "Don't you dare say it, Pillow's are meant to be child friendly, so you can't fucking say it."
The blond's smirk widened. "It would sound much better if I fucked you every night, we both know you'd enjoy it."

As he said that I pushed his arms off of me and climbed off of him before crossing my arms and pouting. The blond sat up slightly to look at me with a raised eyebrow.

He watched me walk over to the bathroom and shut the door, then I began stripping off to take a warm shower and clear those disgusting thoughts from my head.
(I think we all noticed George's mistake and know what the next chapter will be about).

Clay POV.

"It would sound much better if I fucked you every night, we both know you'd enjoy it."
George pouted at me as I said that, he pushed me off of him and began walking into the bathroom.

The moment the door closed I let out a laugh, it is so cute when he gets embarrassed.

I sat up and swing my legs off the bed before standing up and I was about to head to my bedroom to shower before I got a better idea.
(We all know where this is going)

Being as quick as I could, I went to the closet in my room and grabbed a spare pair of clothes before returning to the door of the bathroom. I moved slowly as to not make too much noise and I opened the door which George didn't lock.

The door slowly opened and my smirk widened.
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1024 words.

I promised Ezra another chapter and he said 'I am going to make it shower sex!'

That is the reason there it is clearly being set up for the two to shower together.

Alright bye.