𝙒𝙚𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

𝙉𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙚

⚠️: sexual tension, (no smut) teasing

Soft lights of lunar shone through the window casting a white glow.

A melody ran through the room. It was the sound of a violin being played. It was beautiful.

So lost in the music like a siren song. Feet pattering to the music and swaying her body following the notes.

He already knocked the door but nobody answer so he entered instead seeing it was unlocked.

Met with the sight of his girl swaying herself with music. Admiring with such love. He saw the girl was barely dressed in a silk embedded lace nightie.

Feeling eyes on her. She immediately scrambled to cover herself with a sweater.

"Rowan! Why didn't you knocked?" she demanded while putting away her violin

"uh- I did knock but no answer and the door was unlocked. So i just entered" he answered looking down on the floor

"Knock more next time. What if one of us are naked or something!" she huffed

"Well. You're the one who should lock the door" he reasoned

"plus. I liked what i saw" he mumbled to himself

"What did you say?" she asked questioningly

"Nothing hun"

"Why did you come here? Is there something you need babe?" she asked while taking a seat on her desk chair

"Uh i just came to see you" he answered making himself comfortable on her bed. Patting a spot next to him.

"alright. Hold on, i need to change" She got up walking to the closet.

A hand pulled her arm. Dragging her down on his lap.

"no. Take the sweater off" he holds her down by her thighs.

A blush bloomed on her cheeks. The realisation hits. He must have saw her with the lingerie on.

"You look beautiful with that" he uttered while kissing her neck.

Hands roaming from her thighs. To her hips and up to her stomach. Feeling the silk on his hands he inwardly groaned

"r-rowan. Wait" she whimpered. She never experienced her boyfriend being this touchy. It almost felt surreal

"Take the sweater off. I wanna see you. Please" he begged.

You obeyed and threw the sweater on the floor. Not a second after, his hands grabbing, skin groping and leaving kisses down your collarbone.

His eyes darken with lust. Seeing her one with lace and silk. The champagne colour contrasting with her skin. The lunar light casting an angelic glow. She's angelic.

"You're so beautiful. I'm so lucky" he muttered through kisses. Praises flow through his mouth.

He never felt so lucky with you. You're just perfect. With him <33

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