Worth It (2023)

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Rework Publish Date: May 7, 2023

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It's December, so me and my girlfriend, Lauren had come to New York for a week out of my winter break. It's just Lauren and I, because my 18th birthday is in a few months. So as we walk through New York City in the snow, I smile as Lauren snuggles into my side, pouting every time a fan stops us and asks for a picture. She does as asked and some of the fans talk about depression and how her and the girls have saved them, Lauren hugs them tight and mumbles stuff to them about how it gets better and to keep fighting.
Every speech she gives is different and tailored to them and I smile as I watch my girlfriend as she talks to her fans and finally as it seems like the fans disappear, crying, shaking or smiling, most doing all three, I wrap Lauren in my arms again and walk with her to the skating rink and smile when she shivers.

"Wanna go back to the hotel or go see a movie? Or a Broadway show?" I ask and Lauren smiles at the first part, but rolls her eyes as I finish my question.

"Don't you dare make a Glee joke." She warns, and I smile at her.

"I hear there's a revival of Funny Girl." I say, and she sighs.

"What season are you on? Rachel quit and went back to McKinley." Lauren says and I smirk at her as her eyes grow wide. "Uh...look, is that Dinah?" She tries to divert my attention and I chuckle, wrapping my arms around her waist.

"Aw. Babe. It's cute that you have a secret little Gleek." I say and she blushes and pouts.

After a while of us skating, well, her skating, me looking like Camila after the girls got slimed, I get up and dust myself off and take a deep breath before leaving the ice and go turn the skates back in and put my shoes back on and get my phone and stuff from the locker I put it in and watch as Lauren skates up to the wall and looks at me.

"What happened, Stud? I thought you played Hockey when you were little."

"Yeah. Thirteen years ago." I say and Lauren giggles.

"A Canadian who can't ice skate." Lauren says, laughing whole-heartedly.

"Fuck you, eh." I say and make sure to put in the 'eh' for stereotype's sake before walking over to the concession stand to get food and a hot chocolate. When I have my food, I feel arms wrap around my waist and I sigh.

"I'm sorry babe." Lauren says and I sigh as I take my hot chocolate from the lady, thanking her when she says that we're a cute couple.

"I'll only forgive you if you find me a Tim Horton's." I say and Lauren huffs but lets go as we sit at the table I was headed to, and I sit across from her as she looks through her phone. As I finish eating and drink the last sip of my hot chocolate, Lauren tosses her phone on the table.

"Found one!" She says and I chuckle.

"I was kidding, babe." I say and she shrugs.

"Too bad. I found one and we're going in the morning. I've never been there." She says, and I nod.

"That's because you're American, love. I was born into free health care, and we've been able to get married there since I was seven." I say and Lauren smiles.

"Let's go back to the hotel?" She asks and I nod as I throw my trash away.

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As we walk back to our hotel, she stops and looks at me.

"Baby, I'm cold." She says, pouting and I kiss her softly. "I wanna wear your letterman." She says and I stop.

"Whoa. Okay. Uh," I say, hesitating because nobody has ever worn this letterman aside from myself, unless you count that one time I let my mom drape it over her shoulders so she could run out to the car for something.

"Come on, love, please?" She begs and I smile.

"I'm not sure if you're worth it, baby." I say and Lauren glares at me.

"Don't make me do it." She warns, and I shrug.

"You've gotta if you want the jacket love. And it's nice and warm and smells like me." I say and she pouts.

"Give it to me. I'm worth it." She says and I smile a little as I slip it off of my shoulders and wrap it around her and walk with her back to the hotel.

"You're gonna pay for making me say that." She says and I smile.

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When we get to our room, I start stripping my layers on my way to the bathroom and stop when Lauren catches me around the waist and throws me on the bed.

"Come on babe." I whine. "I'll watch Lion King as my punishment. You know I hate Lion King." I say and she chuckles.

"I'd rather fuck you into this hotel bed." She husks as she straddles me, and I shift under her but whimper as she bites my neck harshly.

"Don't move unless I say so." She growls to me and I stay still, trying to ignore the throbbing between my legs as she kisses and bites along my neck. "Moan for me, Y/N." She mumbles and I let out a moan as she shifts so she rests between my legs and gropes my ass while simultaneously grinding her growing erection into me. "Good girl." She growls out and I whimper as she gets rid of my bra since I was already shirtless. She licks over my nipple and pops the button on my jeans before sliding a hand into my panties to massage my clit, making my hips buck. She looks at me with forest green eyes and yanks my pants and panties off of me before slipping two fingers into me, pulling a scream from my lungs. Her eyes flash up to me and for a second I see worried bright green before the hungry evergreen returns.

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Lauren
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Watching Y/N moan and writhe beneath me as those abs of hers constrict with every harsh thrust of my fingers has me aching to be set free, so I permit her to do as she pleases and watch as she sits up and strips me and grabs me by my shaft, tugging me toward her with a dark look in her eyes.

"Get your rain coat on, if I wanted fingers I'd fuck myself." She husks to me, her eyes almost black. I do as I'm told before grabbing her hips and pulling her close, stopping with my head pushed against her entrance.

"It's been a while, love." I say and moan as she bucks herself up onto me and groan as she clenches around me and bucks against me again.

"Cut your soft shit and fuck me." She says through gritted teeth, and I nod before slamming her down onto the bed, pounding into her at a blistering pace. I groan as Y/N's nails scratch down my back as she arches hers. I bite her pulse point and pin her hips to the bed as I slam myself into her, letting my hips pound harder as she screams in my ear. Her hands still paw and claw at my back, so I grab her legs and push them into the position I want them in and moan at the sight of such a well behaved girl in such a compromising position.

Another scream rips itself from her lungs as she continues scratching my back and I grunt as her walls clench around me when she cums with a scream of my name. Smirking, I pull out and pull her to the edge of the bed as I stand behind her after flipping her onto her stomach. I slam myself back in and listen as she whimpers, moans and screams for me. 

"Shit Lauren! Faster!" Y/N screams out as I grope her ass, so I pound into her impossibly tight pussy even faster than before. I get to watch as her magnificent body locks up, and her walls trap me inside her as she squirts with a frantic scream containing an incoherent string of profanity and three repeats of my name. I fill the condom with a moan of her name and run my hands over her back as I softly thrust into her to help her ride out her orgasm and relax so I can pull my cock out of my girlfriend. When I'm finally able to, my limp member slips from her effortlessly and she whimpers, still trembling. I take off the condom and throw it away before carrying her to the bathroom to shower like she originally wanted. We wash up together and as I finish, Y/N kisses me softly before we get out. We get dressed and snuggle up under the covers and I watch her fall asleep after mumbling something.

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In the morning, I wake up to circles being traced lightly on my hip and smile when I see Y/N's violet eyes sparkling in the morning light.

"Good morning to you, too." I say and she giggles before snuggling back into me and nuzzling into my neck as she kisses it softly.

"Tim Horton's can wait. I'd rather have cuddles." I say and smile when Y/N kisses my jaw lovingly.

"Giving you my jacket was so worth it." Y/N says, and I smile.

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