"What's up with you?" He says knowing exactly what is up.
He tears my hands off my mouth and kisses my lips until they feel numb.
"Ney I... can't do this right now..." I say not looking at him.
He leans over my body licking down my neck to between my boobs. I grab the back of his hair, arching my back as I feel his moist tongue on my skin. He pulls away and I stretch like a cat in heat.
"Neymar...stop." I groan, not actually wanting him to stop.
He undoes the button on my shorts and runs his finger against the inside lining of my underwear, making me shiver.
"Relax-," he say being cut off by an abrupt slam of the front door.
"Y/n!? Your dad is ok! Your mo-...Who's shoes are these!? Where are you!?"
Me and Neymar look at each other with wide open eyes.
"shh just be quiet!" i whisper to him.
"i can't he's already seen my shoes," he whispers back.
"shit!"
"Y/n?!"
"Y-yeah!?"
"Who is here?" he says outside my door.
He opens the door straight away without knocking.
Neymar was laying down on the end of my bed as i sat up against my bed frame."It's just Neymar! He's here for you of course!"
"Yeah I thought I'd stick around for you when you came back." Ney adds
"Oh...right i see. Come on then." He says walking back out.
We stay in silence for a couple seconds, trying to listen for Lucas' footsteps. As we hear them fade away our eyes meet each other and in an instant we both start laughing.
"I can't believe that worked!" I say.
"Me neither," he says standing up off the bed.
He walks round to me bending over to kiss my lips.
"I'll speak to you later!" he says squashing in one more kiss before he goes.
I smile at him as he quickly heads out my room. Then the door closes.
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."AHHHGH, NOOO!" I scream rolling myself up in my blanket. "I was meant to be mad at him!"
I lay still.
I wonder what they're doing...
I slip out my sheets and head towards the door. I peer my head around to make sure the coast is clear then i roll downstairs. I enter the kitchen as i hear them talk.
"Y/n. Neymar and I are going to go out for a bit."
"Where, when and with who?"
"Woahhh we're just playing football!" Lu say quickly.
"Ok ok don't be back too late, Lucas,"
"Alright, mom! Jesus!" he says grabbing his cleats. "Let's go before the dragon eats us."
Lucas opens the door and walks out. Neymar looks at me.
"Tchau, meu amor," he says quietly then leaves.
"Tchau," I say back as the door shuts.
I actually hate men...
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Little Miss Tease~ N.J.
FanfictionHaving interests in someone famous comes with it's negatives, right?