Sarah Paulson One-Shots

Xandra, with an X pt.2

"Wow. You really are a brat, aren't you. But yeah you're right. I can't really tell you what to do but don't forget me and your dad are in a relationship so if i tell him that i think you need to do something, he'll make sure you do it. Understood?!"

There was no way in hell you were going to let her talk to you like that.
You stood up and walked towards the doorway.

"Slut." You spat and slammed the door in her face.
You quickly locked it to make sure she wasn't going to come in again and stood back, watching the handle shake from her trying to open it.

"Oh you've got it coming kiddo." Her voice seeping through the gaps around the door.

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You just scoffed when you heard her footsteps leaving to go down the stairs. Truthfully, you were quite scared of what she meant when she said 'you've got it coming'. You obviously didn't want her to know that though, and make her think that she has won whatever this thing is going on between the two of you.

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When you finally decided to go downstairs, it was just after 7pm. Since you were on a break from school, it didn't matter how late you went to bed.

Upon entering the kitchen, you looked at the scene in front of you.

Larry kept trying to kiss Xandra but instead of kissing him back, she kept dodging him.

Couldn't he take a hint? You were glad that she wasn't kissing him because you found him quite repulsing and you wouldn't of wanted to see this very attractive lady kissing your disgusting dad.

As soon as your footsteps were heard from the couple, they instantly backed away from each other, Larry giving you a sheepish smile.

"I'm just gunna watch some tv," he said. "Anyone want to join?"
Both Xandra and yourself ignored him as you moved to stand in the kitchen, on the other side of the room.
Xandra just stood looking at you with an unknown glimmer in her eyes. You tried your best to ignore it and turned around to face to cupboard, reaching for a mug.
Because you were 5'3, and Larry and Xandra were both over 5'6, you could not reach the mugs that situated on the top shelf of the cabinet.

Xandra glanced behind her to see Larry entranced by the tv and made her way over to you, round the kitchen island.
All of a sudden you feel her back pushing into your front until you were flush against both her and the cupboards. Her slender fingers wrapped around your waist and squeezed making your stomach swarm with butterflies.

With ease, she grabbed the mug. Meanwhile, you felt her body pushing even closer towards yours, her breath caressing the shell of you ear. Her pelvis was pushed right into your behind making you feel fuzzy inside and a tingle to grow south of your stomach.

She brought the mug down and placed it on the counter in front of you, whispering:
"Oh and by the way, you're the slut not me sweetheart."
It took everything in you, right then and there, not to moan out.

She pulled back still holding your hips and gave them a squeeze once again. Her touch drove you crazy.

She then turned and walked over to the sofa and sat with your dad.
You stood stationary, trying to calm yourself after that experience.

Finally having the mug in your hand, you started to make your hot chocolate.
Every so often you would glance at Xandra and sometimes catching her staring at you.