No Strings

Messy Fingers

(*smutty*)

Lana's POV

For dinner, I order us pizza. We eat and I put on Netflix as some background noise. I'd be lying if I said that the TV was anything more than noise - all I'm watching is her.

It's a nice and chill night.. well, only chill for me. I think that my persistent flirting is making her shy, and I love it.

I can warm her up though.

"Got room for dessert?" I ask, she nods. See? She's all shy. Not even answering with words. "Perfect. Wanna dip strawberries in chocolate?" I ask, she smiles

"Yeah that's a great idea" she makes me smile too. She's being sweet.

"Awesome. Wanna help melt the chocolate?"

"Of course" she gets up from the couch. I think I've made her excited. It's very cute

"Alright let's go" I get up too. I take her through to my kitchen and set everything up. She doesn't say much, she just helps wherever she can. "Are you nervous, by any chance?" I ask, turning on the stovetop so that the water can boil.

"What makes you say that?" She runs her fingers up and down her forearm, I smile. She's being awkward.

"Just a feeling, I guess." I tease. I think she must realise that she isn't playing it as cool as she thinks she is, because she gives a little scowl.

"I'm not nervous.." she mocks the idea "We've done more nerve-inducing activities together than melt chocolate."

"We certainly have" I want to pester her about London last year "You didn't complain about nerves back then though."

"And I'm not complaining now because there are no nerves to complain about." She just dismisses it. I'll try again later. "Look, there are bubbles in the water, we can put the bowl on now."

"Can you break up the chocolate into the bowl for me?" I ask, she nods "good girl"

"Oh stop that" she smiles a little "I don't need praise.."

"You want it though. So I'll give it to you, like you deserve.." I flirt

She pretends not to hear, so I have to persist. I look over her shoulder at what she's doing. She's actually working pretty fast, most of the chocolate is broken up. I guess she wanted to look busy so that she didn't have to acknowledge my flirting. She loves being a brat.

"Good job" I say, close to her ear. Then I kiss down the side of her exposed neck.

It was risky, I know, but she certainly doesn't complain. If anything, she tilts her head so I can kiss more. I trail my fingers down from her shoulder to her wrist, feeling goosebumps rise up on her soft skin.

To just ease her into my affection, I stop there. I give one last kiss then step back from her. She smooths down her goosebumps and turns around to face me

"Thanks."

"No problem" I smirk "is the chocolate done?"

"Yeah just about." She breaks up the last couple of pieces then puts the bowl over the boiling water. It should melt pretty quickly. "You do gay things, you know.."

"What like?" I joke

"What you just did"

"So? Do you not like it? I can stop." I tease her because we both know she really does not want me to stop.

"I'll think.." she teases, I lower my brows

"Oh bullshit. Tell me right now, don't you like it?"

"I do" she admits, giving me what I want. It feels good.