My Perfect Adoptive Family

You Don't Have To

Back in the room

Ross sits on the edge of the bed. I kneel right over his lap. I push him down so he's laying on the bed. "Ella, what're you doing?" He asks as I kiss down his neck. I don't answer, I just slide my hand into his pants. He sits up, moving me off his lap. "Ella, I know what you're doing and I want you to stop. You don't have to do this, babe." He pushes some hair away from my face. "You don't need to force yourself to do anything like this. I love you, no matter what, and I know you feel like you have to do this because you think I'm mad at you. I'm not," he whispers.

I play with the collar of his shirt. "So we're not on that break?" I ask as a few tears spill over.

He shakes his head. "No, and I'm sorry. I was just in a bad mood," he leans his forehead against mine. "Out of all of the girls, you're my one and only girl," he sings with a small smile.

"Ain't nobody in the world tonight," I sing back.

He smirks and kisses me. He slows down the kiss, as it gets deeper and more passionate. "That's our song," he says into my mouth. I nod, feeling a bit turned on. He leans backwards into the bed, pulling me onto his hips.

I place my hands on his chest, for support. He moans into my mouth softly. He flips us over so I'm on the bottom, not breaking the kiss. We pull back and look at each other. I smile as I get the best idea. I get up and run to my phone. I strip to my undergarments before putting my phone on the iHome. Ross pulls off his shirt as I play; Lay Me Down by Sam Smith.

He smiles-- smirks as I lay back down. He re-attaches our lips, kissing my jaw and neck. He pulls one of my legs around his waist, resting his forehead against mine. I moan as he rocks his hips against mine.

"You told me not to cry when you were gone

But the feeling's overwhelming, it's much too strong

Can I lay by your side, next to you, you

And make sure you're alright

I'll take care of you

And I don't want to be here if I can't be with you tonight"

He bites his lower lip as he keeps grinding his hips against mine. I hear the door unlock and open as we reattach our lips. "What the fuck!?" Riker yells.

We pulled back. "I can-"

He cuts Ross off. "Real mature Ross! Real fucking mature she's still a minor!" He growls.

I shake my head. "It's not like that! I tried to get him to, ya know, but he said no." I explain.

Riker looks between both of us. "Get dressed, we're all going out," he huffs before walking out.

Ross throws on his shirt before turning to me. "You aren't coming?"

I shake my head, "My stomach is still bothering me."

He sighs, climbing over me. "Pwease, babe?" He says in a baby voice.

I roll my eyes playfully. "Do you not remember everything that happened yesterday?" I whisper.

He nods, looking into my eyes. "Yes, that's exactly why I don't want you here alone. We'll come back if it gets bad," he says as he pulls me up. He helps me get dressed and we leave.