Smoke On The Water

Chapter 1. Velvet Settee

(If you haven't read the introduction please do. You'll be missing out on important information!)

**** = time jump

Y/N's POV

''...Yesterday I cried, you must have been relieved to see the softer side. I can understand how you'd be so confused I don't envy you...'' I hum with my mouth dropping obtusely as I try to draw a perfect line on my eyelid with my eyeliner.

Meredith Brooks- Bitch

''...I'm a little bit of everything, all rolled into one- I'm a bitch...'' I continue as I progress on to my next eye. My mouth wide open in the same fashion as before.

''FUCK!... Shit, fuck. mother fuck... Cock sucking bitch!'' I hiss, when I accidentally poke my iris with the tip of my pen. I tightly clutch my eyes, waiting for the excruciating pain to diminish. I push down the immense urge to nudge my fist on to my eye. Instead, I tense up with my arms firmly pushing down my sides. My teeth clenching as I chant ''fuck, fuck fuuuu-hhh huck''.

The door cracks open and a gigantic bright bloke looks over at me, with curiosity in his eyes.

''Babe'', Mason says. His baby blues fast on running down my body. Soon positioning on my buttocks.

Horny bastard.

I watch him advance through the bathroom mirror as I unhurriedly start wiping off the smudged makeup with a cotton swab. He's smirking. Probably fantasizing something nasty as he hungrily ogles my ass. I don't blame him, the poor guy hasn't had proper sex for over a year.

I scrunch my nose as I inhale the heavy scent filling the room. 

Oh god, this bloke drowns himself in perfume every freaking day.

"To much?'' He asks when he notices my grimaced face.

''Well...'' I say as I turn around, hurriedly running up to him. ''... yes...'' I continue as I slide my hands down his massive chest, kissing him tenderly on his dank lips.

''You are driving me crazy'' The blond whispers as he wraps his arms around my waist. Pulling me up, off of my feet. He's awkwardly fishing for another kiss, and fails. He's rock hard beneath his jeans- per usual. It should off make me excited, but it sadly just brings out fierce anxiety in me. From my deepest depths.

Especially today.

''Woah- there big guy, you...'' I start before I get interrupted by the bell downstairs ringing viscously.

''Shit'' Mason exclaims while he gracelessly puts me down. ''Hold that thought'' he follows. Motioning with his finger up my face before he walks off to open the door, grinning like a dork. Excited like a little kid walking in to an ice cream bar for the very first time in his life.

''What thought though?'' I mumble for myself when he's out of sight.

I know exactly what he meant, but ignoring the issue is easier after all. 

We are celebrating one year as a couple today. He's a great guy and all but I just can't seem to be able to lead it over to the... "spicier stuff". I always had a problem with sexual momentums and I quite honestly thought it would be different with Mason. But nope, my libido is nonexistent. It's dead. Floating in the luna river unconscious, rotting bit by bit.

Ugh. Fuck. What's wrong with me?

We have done pretty much everything except for actual intercourse. I even talked to my shrink about it. But nothing seemed to come out of it. ''You'll get there when you are ready'' She had said.