Please Don't Bite

Seventeen

❌Brief mention of SH scars and smut warning in Jorgeous's POV❌A better term for it is emotional love making but y'know

Orion's POV:
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I sat on the edge of Camden's bed and watched as Angie finished up a look on Jorgeous. We figured that she could use this outfit as her class project and I could take pictures of Jorgeous in it for mine. It worked out pretty well. If you didn't count how sad the small girl still looked.

She still hadn't told me what she had dreamed about, and I wasn't going to force her. It just made it a bit harder to comfort her when I didn't know what exactly I was comforting her about. But I did my best, reaching out for her hand as Angie tightened a corset around her waist.

Jorgeous took hold of it immediately and I kissed the top of hers. "You look beautiful."

"She does, doesn't she?" Angie smiled, clearly proud of her work. "Make sure you send me some of the pics you take so I can show off this outfit."

Jorgeous was still quiet, her eyes glued to the floor. Camden tilted her head at her, noticing something seemed off. "Is everything alright? You're so quiet."

Jorgeous squeezed my hand. "Just had a rough night..." She said softly. "Didn't sleep well."

"It's almost spring break, you'll get to go home to your real bed soon." Angie told her as she fixed a couple more pieces of fabric. "You two got any plans?"

"Of course. There's no way I can go a week without seeing her." I said, finally getting a smile out of Jorgeous. She nodded a little, taking a breath when Angie loosened the corset. "What about you?"

"I invited Camden and her friend to stay with me at my parent's ranch house." Angie smiled, folding the outfit up and handing it to me. "Because there's no way I'm letting her stay on campus for break."

"I told you I'd be fine." Camden said softly. By the way she was clutching one of Angie's sweaters, I could tell that was far from the truth.

"We both know that's a lie." Angie said with a raised brow before putting a hand on her hip and turning to Jorgeous and I once more. "Let me know if it needs anymore alternations."

"We will. Thanks for the help." I told her, keeping hold of Jorgeous's hand as I led her back to my dorm. She was still quiet, head leaning against my arm.

It hurt to see her so upset. She didn't deserve it. "Talk to me, angel." I said quietly as I unlocked the door. "What's got you so upset?"

She looked down again, following me inside and not letting go of my hand. "...I guess that dream just messed me up." She sighed, shaking her head. "It felt like you were gone. I didn't like that..."

I set the outfit to the side, pulling her back into my arms. "It was all just a bad dream, sweetheart." I laid my head on top of hers. "I'm right here, and I'm not going anywhere. I promise." I squeezed her gently. "My sweet angel."

Jorgeous raised her arms and laid them over my shoulders. She raised her head, pressing our foreheads together. "I wanna be yours forever..." She mumbled and I felt her hands running through my hair. "Only yours. All yours." She brushed our lips together and my breath hitched.

"You are all mine." I assured her, lifting her up by her hips and sitting back on my bed with her. "And I want you forever."

Jorgeous settled herself in my lap, her legs squeezing against my waist. She quietly played with the collar of my shirt and I could see tears dotting the corners of her eyes. "...Want you to claim me." Her voice was quiet, and I didn't realize what she said. My eyes widened once I did, about to say something until she spoke again.