"Stop messing about you're gonna cut me" I giggle. I got derek to shave my.. you know. I'm laid on the bed and he's knelt at the end of it, between my legs.
We're both laughing a lot. "Why you so fucking hairy?" He says. "Shut up!" I giggle. He runs his finger down my clit. "Stop it!" I hit his hand.
"Can you concentrate?" I giggle. "Not really.. your pussy is in my face and you're telling me I can't do anything about it" he smirks.
I grin. "The control I have over yo-" I tease. He slaps the side of my ass. I gasp.
"You're never doing this again" I say. "Why not? I'm having fun" he says. I chuckle. He gently blows some hairs away. I squirm slightly.
"Hurry up!" I whine. "No.. I'm taking my sweet fucking time" he says. I giggle. "I wanna shave yours next" I joke. He glares at me. I grin.
"Okay I'm done" he says. He hands me the razor. I reach my hand down, feeling to see if its smooth. "I'll do that" he hits my hand away. He puts his fingers on my centre.
"No! Naughty" I giggle, pulling his hand away. He grins. I stand up. I pick up the towel under me, putting it in the sink to wash later in the bathroom.
I walk back over to him. "You know our whole relationship just changed then, right?" I say. "What?" He chuckles. "You literally just shaved the hairs off of my vagina.. its different" I say. He laughs.
"How is that any different from your vagina being in my face when I'm going down on you?" He asks. "It just is" I shrug. He chuckles.
"I'm sleeping pantiles tonight.. don't do anything.. thats rape" I warn teasingly. "Thanks for informing me" he says sarcastically. I giggle.
We get into bed. I cuddle into him. He wraps his arms around me. I snuggle further into him. He turns on the tv. I climb ontop of him, laying on him.
I wrap my arms tighter around him. I push my face into his neck. I groan. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He asks. "I wanna be closer to you" I say. "You're ontop of me" he says.
I roll off of him. I lift up his arm, pushing him so he's laid on his side. "What the fuck are you doing?" He asks. I lay under him. I pull him back over so he's basically laid ontop of me. I wrap my arms around him.
"Better" I mumble into his back. "For who? I'm uncomfortable" he says. "I don't care" I mumble. I soon fall asleep.
In the morning I wake up next to him. I pout as I realise he's not cuddling me. I get out of bed, putting on a pair of his boxers and one of his shirts.
I go to the kitchen. I make something to eat. "Morning honey" he walks into the kitchen. I watch him as he walks to the fridge, getting some juice.
I walk over to him. "What?" He looks at me. I wrap my arms around his neck. He bends down to me, picking me up. I wrap my legs around his waist. "What baby?" He smiles, looking into my eyes.
"You weren't cuddling me this morning" I say. "So?" He asks. "I fell asleep before you" I say. "Yeah.." he says. "Do you only cuddle at night because I want to.. or do you like it?" I ask.
"What?" He chuckles. I raise my brow. "I like cuddling you.. I was cuddling you until I fell asleep.. I must've just turned over" he says. I smile. "Really?" I ask. He nods.
"Okay" I kiss him softly. He deepens the kiss. I pull away. I look into his eyes. I put my hands on his cheeks, kissing him again hungrly.
"Bed" I mumble against his lips. I wrap my arms around his neck as he walks us over to the bed. He lowers me down onto it, him ontop of me.
He starts kissing my neck playfully, running his hand down his boxers I'm wearing. "Oooh derek" I giggle, biting my lip. Wrap make love a few times before finally getting back up to start our day.
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merder mafia leader in love
Fanfictiona meredith and derek love story. derek is a 25 year old mafia leader and meredith is a 22 year old waitress. what happens when they meet? will they fall in love straight away or will there be some bumps in the road?