The Landlord

sixteen - honey

[⚠️ The chapter within is intended for adults only and may include scenes of sexual content. Reader discretion is advised. This is purely fictional.]

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I woke up because of my banging door. Someone is knocking in the middle of the night and it makes me exasperate knowing that it's still dark outside plus, I have a class later. I checked the wall clock and it's still 4;35 am. I am just wearing a white t-shirt with no bra plus my boxer shorts. I wiped my eyes using my finger before opening the door.

"Larissa?"

"Can I come in?" she asks as she stared at me from head to toe. I saw how she smirked when she gazed at my shirt where my nipple is so obvious. She's wearing a sleep robe and just a slip robe.

"Y-Yeah, sure." I moved back for her to be able to come in. I locked the door before following her inside. She walks inside my room and I got a little shy because I haven't really cleaned my room. "What's wrong?" I asked her.

I was startled when she went to me and hugged me tightly. She let out a groan, "This is exactly what I needed." she says as she buries her face on my neck.

"Why? What's the matter?" I asked worriedly while I caress her face. She's so tall that I have to lift my tip just to do that.

"I can't sleep." she said as she sits on my bed.

"Why? You have to sleep, you have a work later." I told her, and then she giggled.

"It's saturday today, honey."

My jaw dropped upon hearing that. I seriously got lost track of the day and I can't even remember what date is it today. There are a lot of things going on recently so I didn't have the chance to really focus on some things. But at least Larissa is here and everything is going to be okay. We both lay down on the bed. She opened her arms and I quickly squeezed in. And again, the best feeling ever....being safe in her arms. Whenever I'm with her, it's like we are in a new world wherein there are no problems and pain. It's just the two of us feeling each others embrace.

"You're so different when you're with me..." I murmured as I bury my face on her chest. She always smells good all the time.

"Remember about the light?" she faced me, "The woman in your painting. She only brightens for a certain person and that certain person is you, Aya. I hope you know how much you make me feel eversince the first time I see you step into my office. Starting that day, I wanted to be your shelter. I wanted to be your shield in your battles. I wanted to do everything to make you feel safe..." she rapidly wiped the tears that are falling down on my face, "Why are you crying, darling?"

"I never felt this way with anyone." She smiled when I responded. We have a matching mind; she wants me to feel safe while me, I always feel safe in her arms. "FYI, I always feel safe in your arms." I giggled when I saw her blush. It's pretty obvious.

She bits her lowerlip and then she moved her face forward, more closer to mine.

"Kiss me..." those words just fell out of my mouth. I can't explain how her stare makes me feel. I want her. I need her and I wanna gatekeep her.

Without any hesitations, she gave me a long peck.

"Is that all you can do, Ms. Larissa Weems?" I dared her and I saw how her facial expression changed. From an angel to a Lucifer Morningstar.

"After challenging me, I swear, you're gonna beg for more..." she pecked a kiss again, "...and more..." and again, "and more."

She kissed me passionately. I hugged her tightly as she holds my head from the back. The grip that she's holding makes me feel that she doesn't want to let me go anymore and I like it. I like what she's making me feel. She commenced to roam her hands inside my shirt and she quickly found my boobs since I'm not wearing my bra. She squishes it and it made me moan. After tasting my lips, she got down on my neck. She starts to lick and bite which makes me moan more and more. She makes me crave for more.