You were finally together with your crush.
"You're gonna beg for it," you tease.
"You seem confident, no?" She chuckles.
"Of course," you put your hand around her neck and lean closer, "I know how to handle brats like you."
She smirks and suddenly grabs your waist to turn you around.
"Are you sure about that," she leans into your ear while your behind is pressing down at her lower part, "y/n?"
Her presence overpowers yours and you find yourself remain silent.
"Cat got your tongue?" She breathes into your neck.
You free yourself from her grasp to hide your flushed cheeks.
"Let's go," you say, admitting defeat.
"Where to?" She steps closer.
"Home," you step closer, too, "where I will finish this."
The corner of her lips lifts, "we'll see about that."
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Romance~"Getting fucked by the hand that killed your ex?" ~"Even if you fuck every single woman you come across..." she leans in closer to my ear, "you'll still crave me." ~"Look at you creating a mess. So beautiful." ~"Take it off." I gulp. "All of it?" "...
