nineteen-smut

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(a/n ayo this whole chapter is smut so dont read if u dont like smut!!)

clay's eyes scanned my face, trying to find out what i meant

our lips barely apart again

there was so much tension in the air, the sexual tension between us being the most obvious

it was already quite late at night, it was quiet outside and inside, all that could be heard was our uneven breathing

we connect our lips, the connection immediately sending chills all over my body

his tongue swipes across my bottom lip

i part my lips slightly, letting our tongues dance around inside

yes, we hated each other, but

we were so drawn to each other

his hands explore my body, as if they wanted to memorise every curve

without breaking the kiss, he pushes me down on the bed so that he was now on top of me

our bodies pushed against each other, my hands wrapped around his neck, his still running all over my body

his torso rested between my legs, my legs didnt wrap around him, they were folded so that my knee was facing the ceiling

i try to squeeze my legs together, putting pressure on either sides of him, he smiles into the kiss

i feel him get tenser on top of me

i pull away from him to catch my breath, he does the same

my hands rest on his shoulders, he buries his face into my neck placing soft kisses, slightly sucking on some of the skin

as much as i wanted him right now, i couldnt just let him win and boost his ego

i mean he wanted to see me crumble at the sight of him

i push him off, quickly slipping away from under him

he groans and flips over so that he laid with his back facing the bed

"you cant keep doing shit like that" he says

i laugh as i walk over to the mirror, i look in the reflection and i see that hes no longer in the bed

i turn around confused and before i knew it two firm arms wrap around me, lifting me up, he wraps my legs around his torso

he walks over to my bed and sits on the bed with me on his lap, his arms holding him up behind him, i lift myself up so that i didnt actually sit on his lap

he looks at me in the eye and scoffs

his hands find their way to my waist, he pushes me down

it was only then did i feel his erection against the thin fabric of my lace underwear

i look up at him, "oh y/n the things you do to me" he says softly, his emarald green eyes staring deep into mine

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