Sight Of Love

Can't Control Myself

{Fiona's POV}

P. S ~slight smutt ??~

I walk into my home, stunned to the spine still. I shiver as I put up my coat.

"Hey Baby, how was i-" she mutters but soon stops as she sees my facial expressions and my body language. "What? What happened? " she asks but I shake my head and sprint upstairs with my backpack.

I open up my door, breeze coming out as I walk in. I lie my bag on the floor, heading to my dresser to grab some fresh pair of laced panties and bra. God I needa take a shower. My mind is coursing.

I walk into the bathroom, setting down my fresh pairs onto the sink. I turn over to the shower, pulling the lever to the heated side. I strip off my clothes, slowly hopping into the shower. I wince a bit but soon relax at the warm feelings, of the water against my skin. I begin to close my eyes and think of the moment at Brooklyn's. I brush my hands throughout my head. I sigh.

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I walk back and forth in my room, biting my nails and looking down at the floor.

I just can't stop thinking of Brooklyn at this moment.

She's just coursing throughout my brain. I go back and forth, back and forth scratching my head and biting my nails.

I don't dare to look outside my window. What if she does the same exact thing..? What if has her curtain open?

So. many. questions. Course through my brain.

I hear a knock on my window. I stop pacing around my room for a spilt second. I hear a knock again. I realize my window us halfway open. Shit. I stand there, staring at my curtain, just in silence.

I hear my window lift open. I back up, scared as fuck. The curtains get pushed back by.. Wait. It that Brooklyn!? Holy shit, what is she doing in my house? Why us she in my bedroom? And wht the hell did she come through my window!?

"Hey.. " she mumbles, looking straight at me. I'm stunned. I could literally faint. "What.. What are you doing in my bedroom? " I ask looking down at my floor. I hear footsteps coming forward to me. I look up, seeing Brooklyn rub my cheek. I look into her chocolate, puppy eyes. "I can't stop thinking about you.. After what happened. I.. I just needed to come see your face again. I'm sorr-.. " she explains but I soon cut her off once again.

I cup her face and stand on my tippy-toes. I kiss her roughly.

God, I've missed her lips and it's only been a couple hours.

She kisses me back, almost in hunger. I wrap one arm around her neck. She guides her hands along my back, down to my thighs. She squeezes them but soon lifts me up, wrapping my legs around her waist.

After then she rubs her hand on my lower back as the other is around my neck. She groans, she lowers her hand onto my behind as she gently gives it a squeeze before lowering her other hand onto my lower back once again but with the other.

She has one hand on my cheek as the other is rubbing up and down my lower back, she pushes me closer to her using her hand.

I whimper at the feeling of Brooklyn's touch on me.

"I can't control myself. " Brooklyn says, heavily breathing throughout the make out sesh. More at a worried tone. I don't respond, just kissing her and pressing myself against her as close I can be. . She sits down, now me being on her lap.

I grind up against Brooklyn as she starts to kiss me slowly. I kiss her at the same pace. Brooklyn pushes herself away from me, going down to my neck, beginning to slowly and slopply kiss me below my ear.

(Really short chapter cause I was cringing but yk, anyways thx for reading this chapterr. 💌)