HBC + character One Shots!

- George | 'I don't watch football' p3 (small NSFW)

This is it, the third part you've been waiting for ; )

Let's get into it!
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- "Do you want this?"

I looked at her like she was crazy, of course I wanted her.

"Yes, I want you.."

I looked over at the window facing her neighbor's drive, knowing very well that everyone could see us. She began to remove herself from my body, confusing me slightly. I wanted, no, needed her. So why wasn't she kissing me?

"I'm afraid we'll have to wait until after dinner, darling, they'll be back any second."

Of course.. bloody hell, people. I nodded as a response, but just as I began removing myself from the counter, she began walking towards me yet again.

"Let me make myself clear, young lady. I'm not telling us to wait because we wouldn't be able to finish in time, oh trust me... I can make you finish in less then 3 minutes. But I'm afraid that it would be beneficial for you to be able to walk later.. how else will you be able to walk up to your spare room after we've said goodnight to the boys?"

And just like that she had me dripping, but I didn't get much time to process the things she said due to the front door opening, and three voices inviting themselves inside. George winked at me before going back to her side of the counter. I quickly turned around to have enough time to make sure my blushing had gone down.

"Mom! Why are there boobs on the sidewalk? Joe walked in while adjusting his glasses on his face. Malcom smiled while looking over to George. She turned around with a 'What the hell did you just say' kinda look, and immediately looked at me.

I tried my hardest not to laugh, but ended up grinning like an idiot instead. She raised her eyebrows while looking questioningly at me.

"Y/n, were you aware of this?" My face froze. I had seen the drawing of the boobs on the side walk, but chose not to say anything about it. "Well, yes, but it must've slipped my mind." She raised her eyebrows higher almost in a challenging manner, but before she was able to comment, Max spoke up.

"Why would someone draw boobs there anyways?" Malcom was grinning like a fool, I must look like a little kid trying to hide their laughter, because of the bizarre question.

"Well, boys.. breasts are used in reproduction, for feeding usually." Joe looked at her questioningly. "What do you mean with 'usually'? And you can just say sex, mom." My urge to laugh slightly disappeared, and my interest in hearing her answer grew.

"I prefer to use 'reproduction' actually, and for the breast thing.. it's quite simple. There are nerves in the nipple, and when they're touched, they can be used for pleasure." Not gonna lie, it was interesting to hear how she described these thing to such young kids.

"Why?" Joe still looked confused. George let out a big breath of air before speaking up again. "We'll talk more over dinner, it's nearly ready." Both Max and Joe seemed to be disappointed at her answer, but Malcom definitely looked the most disappointed.

I put the tomatoes on the plates next to the pasta she had already plated. It looked really good, why would she need me to cook for the family if she already knows how to cook? As we sat the plates down at the table I could see the frown on Malcom's face.

Everyone began to eat.. except for Joe and Max. They sat there and looked at George with wonder in their eyes. She put her fork down in a exhausted manner. "Alright." Everyone spiked up, even I if I'm gonna be honest.

"When those nerves in the nipples are touched.. the human may feel a certain amount of pleasure, though not everyone thinks of it as such. There can also be pain n the nipples when they're touched." I mean, she's not wrong.