Rocky and Delilah

Chapter 7

Delilah

We walked through the foyer into Rocky's massive house as I held onto his pointer and middle finger. I was quite tired after our little rendezvous in the car, so I figured we would just go to bed once we arrived. But before we could make it to the steps, my belly started rumbling.

"You're hungry?" He asked, and my face brightened, "Do you have any fruit?"

He led me to the kitchen and planted me on my usual spot on top of the counter. He began cutting my fruit like normal, and once he was done he turned back around to me. Usually, he stood in front of me and I fed him the fruit, but this time he spread my legs so he could stand right between them, and once I took a bite of the fruit, I would hold it up for him and he would finish it.

I loved our little eating routine, and I was bummed, but full, when the fruit ran out. I didn't get much time to dwell on my sadness, as he picked me up from my place on the counter and carried me up the stairs, and presumably to his room.

For him being such a mean guy, he's a really touchy person.

Once we got into his large bedroom, he placed me down on my feet and opened a drawer, pulling out a black t-shirt and some boxers, "Do you want to shower?" He asked, and my eyes widened at his articles of clothing. Is he asking me to shower with him?

"Like, with you?" I asked, cautiously.

I know we are both adults and had a little make out sesh in the car, but he's on meth if he thinks he's getting a little something tonight. I'm not ready to face a penis.

I saw his stoic face morph into a more amused expression, "Not tonight, Lilah girl."

"Yeah, okay cool." I laughed, a little embarrassed.

I got into the shower, alone, thankfully and once I got out I changed into the t-shirt and boxers he gave me. When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw he wasn't in the room, so I went ahead and sprawled out on his massive bed. After a few minutes had passed, I was concerned he didn't want to sleep in the same room as me, but when I made a move to get up to find him, he came back into the room with damp hair and water droplets on his thick chest. He wore only a pair of boxers, and I had to metaphorically wipe the drool of my face.

He knew what he was doing to me as he shot me a smug look, before flipping off the lights, and laying down next to me, and pulling me back into his chest, "Goodnight my Lilah girl." He told me, and I couldn't help the smile on my face if I wanted to.

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When I woke up the next morning, I felt a crushing weight so heavy on my chest that I almost couldn't breathe. I peaked down to make sure I hadn't been dreaming, and with the light shining through the window, I saw his dark hair.

Oh god I want to run my fingers through his hair. It looks so soft.

I let out a silent chuckle as I saw his face buried right between my boobies, his arm anchored tightly around my waist. He likes being snuggled, I chuckled internally, and if I had my phone, I would totally take a picture.

After a minute of staring, I gave in and threaded my fingers through his hair, lightly scratching his scalp. It wasn't but a moment later I heard him grumble and felt him twitch a little bit, and I immediately stalled my fingers. "I'll pitch a fuckin' fit if you stop." He told me, and I giggled as he adjusted his head. I brought my hand back up to play with his hair, and he sighed in content. I felt him move his hand slightly under my shirt, as he started rubbing soothing circles on my stomach with his thumb. I felt him pause and reach down under the sheet, and he gave a noncommittal sound as he nestled his face back between my boobies. I let him lay on me for a while longer, until the urge to use the restroom surpassed the need to snuggle.

When I tried to move out of his grip, he wouldn't budge. I let out a snort, "I have to go to the restroom."

Not without being grumbly about it, Rocky reluctantly let me go. Once I got to the bathroom and I did my business, I saw a white dress with teeny tiny blue flowers sitting on the countertop, and I knew he had left it out for me. When I put on the dress, I realized I wasn't able to wear a bra with it, and I figured that was probably his plan all along. I brushed my teeth with the same toothbrush I used last night, and put it back in the holder.

I walked out of the room and Rocky was nowhere to be found, so I decided to take initiative and head downstairs. When I walked into the kitchen I mostly expected to find Rocky, but I just saw a fresh pot of coffee with two coffee cups sitting before it.

I went ahead and poured us both a cup, and when I opened the fridge to find some milk, because like a total psychopath Rocky drink's coffee black, I saw my usual coffee creamer in the fridge. I couldn't help the smile that formed on my face.

He's such a sweetheart. A little creepy, but a sweetheart nonetheless.

I sat at a stool and began to sip my coffee, and a few minutes later Rocky entered the kitchen looking freshly dressed. Once he was standing in front of me, he took my face in his hand, squishing my cheeks together to make my lips pucker. He planted a kiss on mouth, and then another after that, and a final for good measure.

"You got me my coffee creamer." I smiled at him, but he didn't say anything, just started placing several kisses along my jaw and neck. I giggled as he kissed a patch just right under my ear, making me take a deep inhale of surprise. I reached up to thread my fingers through his hair, and he chuckled as he pulled away with a smug grin.

"Tease." I scolded him with narrowed eyes, and he retorted back instantly, "That was for this morning."

Okay, not a total sweetheart.

"What did I do this morning?" I let out a laugh, and he grumbled, "You got me hard as fuck, running your hands through my hair with your pretty tits in my face." He pointed out, "Then all of the sudden, you abandoned me."

"I had to pee." I reminded him deadpanned, "Next time, do you want me to pee on you?" I asked, but ignored my smart alec response, a subtle grin immediately covering his face.

"Next time?" He quirked a brow, "You want to stay the night again?"

"You know what? You're ruining my morning coffee." I waved him away with a flick of my hand and an eye roll, and he ignored my dramatics as he polished off his coffee. He placed his cup in the sink, before moving to stand behind me.

He curled his hand around my throat from behind, "You look very pretty in your dress." He praised me, and my heart melted. "Thank you." I flashed him a smile, and he gave my neck a firm squeeze.

"Do you have any plans today?" He asked.

"Yes! Reese and I have a study date. Do you have plans?" I asked, and he nodded, keeping quiet. I knew that meant he couldn't tell me what was going on, so as he drove me home, the whole way there I talked about school, and other things I'm sure he didn't really care about, but listened to anyway.

"Lilah." He called for me as he parked the car in front of my house. I turned back toward him, "Yeah?"

"I may not be able to answer you for a couple hours today, but I still want you to text me. And make sure you use your new credit card." He reminded me, and I leaned over and planted a final smooch on his mouth.

"Alrighty now, don't go begging me to spend all your money." I joked, and he reluctantly let me go after a few more kisses. As I reached my porch, I pulled my house keys out of my bag. I shifted back to wave goodbye, and I watched as Rocky's car pulled away.

When I turned around toward the front door, something lying on the ground caught my eye. As I walked closer to the door, it looked like an old slab of meat someone had left, but then I realized what it was.

It was a dead animal.

And not only was it dead, it was skinned.

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