Russian Love (Ruv x Whitty)

Chapter 8, The night over 🍋

(Warning: A little bit of lemon at the end)

~*Senpai's POV*~

"Well, start talking," 

"For starters, he was very gentle and nervous at the beginning, but once it got a little heated, he got a little rough but not too much that it would be painfully, but enough for it to be noticeable. I think he got a tiny kick every time I moaned, actually," Ruv whispered. I looked over at him, and he was rubbing his neck and blushing. I heard the girl was making fun of Whitty when I looked over at them. The girl continuously hit Whitty with a pillow while laughing at him, so I sighed as I texted Cassy about it. Cassy came in and started to tell the girl off, but we didn't get to hear it since I used the remote to make sure we couldn't hear. 

"Anything else?" I asked as I put my phone back into my pocket. "You know, I'll keep pestering you about it," 

"Hm. Oh. Occasionally when Whitty bit the bite marks, it didn't feel so nice. How do I describe it? I guess it's like have hot metal put into a fresh cut after you been in the cold for a while," 

"But other times, it gave you pleasure?" I asked with a smirk. 

"Y-Yea," I looked at Ruv, and he was smiling. I guess that he's starting to realise that he found a wonderful person. 

~*A few hours later and in Ruv's POV*~

As Whitty and I walked to the train station, Carol would have been with us if it hadn't been for the random girl trying to kiss me. Whitty started to grumble, and before I could look at him, there was a bang of metal falling on concrete. I turned around and saw Whitty collapsed on the ground. I crouched down to Whitty, and he's out cold. Some people nearby that saw what happened are trying to see if they were able to help. 

"Should I call an ambulance?" A woman asked. 

"It's fine. It was from fatigue," 

"He's burning! I have some extra water," A man asked, taking out a bottle. 

"He doesn't produce sweat, so he produces excess body heat instead,"

"Is he going to be alright?" A teen asked. I looked at the girl, who was holding dad's hand and looked around 15.

"He's going to fine, kid. It's been a long day, so he needs to rest," I smiled. I picked up Whitty, bridal style, and I started to walk. 

"Take care of him!" The little girl shouted. I looked over my shoulder and turned around a little.

"I will since he's my partner," I said and smiled again as well as blush a little.

"Partner?" She asked. I hesitated for a moment. 

"A partner is someone who makes your heart skip a beat, your face heats up around them, and you feel loved and happy around them. You'll meet them someday," 

"Oh," The girl looked at the ground. 

"Anyway, I should get going," I said. "My partner is pretty heavy,"

The girl snorted and tried not to laugh at the comment. 

~*45 minutes later*~

I pushed the door open with my body, shuffled to the couch, and dumped Whitty on it. I closed the door before stretching my sore arms and back. I got out the box of donuts from the fridge. 'I should have saved some of the plain donuts and took the strawberry donuts to the party,' I thought. I sat at the kitchen table and put the box of donuts down. 

As I was eating the donuts, I suddenly remembered the conversation I had with the teen. My face became flushed and hot, and my breath became shaky. I put the donut I was eating back in the box and put the box back into the fridge. I grabbed a blanket from the hallway closet and put it over Whitty. I looked at the sleeping Whitty, kissed his forehead before going to my bedroom. 

~*During the night*~

I felt a pain on top of my stomach and the left side of my body hotter than usual. I slowly opened my eyes and looked down to my left. I noticed Whitty hugging me, shirtless and with his head against my neck while reading. My body froze up, and my breathing slowed down to the point it sounded like it stopped. I panicked as Whitty started to move, so I closed my eyes and tried to make it seem like I was asleep. 

I felt Whitty hover over me, then put his hand on my neck. I made a little noise, and my breathing went back to normal. I felt Whitty's hand on my cheek. 

"Wakey, wakey, rise and shine, Ruv," Whitty said. 

(Here comes the lemon!)

"No," I grumbled. I was trying to push Whitty off, who didn't budge and was still trying to get me up. Suddenly Whitty bit my neck, then I opened my eyes and let out a loud moan. I was huffing and puffing as Whitty looked down at me with a flushed face.