lana del rey one shots

40. bother me

word count: 3279 words
warnings: smut
a/n: i'm writing my one shots with random names, so just imagine any name you want.

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"who's that?" Amber smiled, throwing her head back to look up at Lana as she felt little soft rubs on the back of her neck, "hi."
"hi, babe," Lana smiled too and leaned down, leaving a short kiss on Amber's forehead.
"what brings you here?" Amber leaned in leaving a short kiss on Lana's face too before she turned back to looking at the screen.
"you've been here for more than 5 hours," Lana sighed, rubbing Amber's shoulder softly, "maybe it's time to rest? i missed you."
"i'll finish in a bit," Amber smiled, "are you bored?"
"not necessarily, but i miss you. though i might've made a dinner for us and it's going to be ready in a bit.. and i do expect you to be done by that time," Lana whispered softly.
"can't miss that for sure," Amber took Lana's hand, still typing something as she brought it to her lips and kissed her knuckles gently. Lana leaned more in as she felt the need for more support almost melting at Amber's affectionate touch, "come sit, we'll go have dinner then," Amber whispered, leading Lana to come stand between her legs before she let her sit in her lap. Lana murmured in satisfaction as she felt Amber's body close; she placed her head on Amber's shoulder but turned it to the side so she was facing her neck, making sure Amber's vision was not blocked. Amber grabbed Lana's thighs shifting her closer to herself as one of her hands had to let go of her to still be able to work, while her free left hand sneaked up Lana's (in fact Amber's) huge hoodie. Lana shivered, feeling Amber's fingers on her back. she was so used to her touch having been lucky enough to feel it for almost eight years, but it still made her shiver and melt every time. Amber smiled, feeling Lana's body ease and almost soften under her touch as she stopped trying to keep herself up and simply let herself relax. Lana adjusted her position, her jaw ever so slightly rubbing against Amber's collarbone and making her smile. she quietly undid first two buttons on her oversized shirt as to not interrupt whatever Amber was doing and slid her hand under her shirt: her slim fingers immediately sliding over her collarbone. little did she know, Amber stopped working as she just wanted to stay in the moment. soon she gave in, sliding her other hand underneath Lana's hoodie and hugging her close now.
"how's work going?" Lana giggled, leaving a small kiss on Amber's neck.
"i can't care less," Amber laughed softly and Lana licked the skin on Amber's neck over the vein that became visible as she laughed.
"i am the bad impact."
"you're the best impact i could ever have, baby," Amber slid one of her hands out as she tucked Lana's hair behind her ear and leaned in, kissing her forehead.
"you won't get in trouble?"
"i won't," Amber laughed, "that's fine. i'll finish tomorrow."
"good," Lana's hand slid up from Amber's collarbones to her neck almost as if holding it as she left little wet kisses on the side of it, "what's that?" Lana frowned, pulling away slightly as she rubbed her thumb over a spot on Amber's neck.
"hm?" Amber arched her eyebrow, not ever bothering to open her eyes.
"did you use a curler or–" Lana tried to sound reasonable and keep the desperation. Amber smiled and without opening her eyes, gently held the back of Lana's head, placing it back on her shoulder protectively, kissing her forehead.
"i just have a girlfriend."
"you know that i don't leave hickeys," Lana frowned, pulling away again.
"you most definitely do," Amber's smile got wider as she turned her head to Lana, showing the other side of her neck with a few dark red spots, "i don't mind though."
"you never stop me," Lana frowned, her fingers softly brushing the reddened skin.
"maybe because i don't want to?" Amber used the opportunity as now her head was closer to Lana's and kissed the corner of her lips, "you're very enthusiastic about kissing me, it feels absolutely nice. why would i stop? i'd stop a random miss at the social gathering, not you, mon trèsor," Lana kept silent, quietly kissing every hickey she found on Amber's neck.
"you better stop weird misses," Amber smiled, once again carefully placing Lana's head back, her hand never stopping on her back.
"i always do and you know it."