"Shhh... take it like the good girl you are."
"I'm a good girl?" I whispered.
He gazed up at me, eyes glowing in amusement. "Do you want me to prove it to you?"
My eyes glistened with his reflection.
"I can prove it to you," he answered, "but I'll...
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TW: VERBAL SMUT (18+)
Riley
I shot up from the bed, sweat sliding down my temples.
I gasped for air, looking down at my hands to find them trembling from lack of oxygen.
But a sudden pair of arms surrounded me, and I nearly screeched again before I was pulled into Paris's embrace.
"Stop screaming," he said sleepily. "It's fucking annoying."
I turned into him, letting his warmth sooth my panic sweats.
"Where's Julie?" I questioned. "Where's Claire?"
"Again with the questions?" He sighed, clearly letting his mean side go. "They're safe. It was just a nightmare. Whatever you saw isn't real, okay?"
I clutched onto his shirt, heart pounding as I continued to gasp for air.
My chest hurt... It hurt so much...
"Hey—hey," Paris said, shifting a little so I was leaning against the headboard and he could kneel in front of me, "breathe.... Breathe."
I was crying because I couldn't get enough oxygen to my lungs, and my chest hurt so much—the sharpest pain stabbing my lungs—and I couldn't breathe for the life of me.
His hand suddenly roamed up to my chest, fingers spreading gently along my collarbone, but he wasn't touching any... girl parts...
None yet, anyway.
But even though I started crying, he rubbed my chest in small, up-and-down motions, whispering, "Breathe. Breathe for me. Breathe."
I started calming when soothing chills ran through me, and I gazed up at him, finding him staring softly down at me with one arm wrapped around my back, the other still rubbing my chest.
"There you go..." he murmured as I calmed. "There you go... Shhh...."
I eventually grew quiet, closing my eyes as he continued to rub, and then opened them when I was calm and he pulled away.
"What do you need from me right now?" he said.
I leaned forward and hugged him tightly, making him gasp slightly at the gesture, but I didn't let go. "Don't let me go..." I whispered. "Please, don't."
After a moment of surprise, he hugged me back, burying his face in my hair.
I was awfully clingy tonight, but he didn't seem to mind it.
