Her Darling | L.W.

Chapter 24

It's now Thursday, and I, once again, wake up in Larissa's arms. To the most annoying sound in the world. Her alarm clock. I groan loudly,

"Turn it off, Rissa..."

She chuckles and turns the alarm off, kissing my temple.

"Time to get up, sweetheart."

She tries getting up, but I grab her by the waist and pull her back into bed with me. She yelps in surprise and starts giggling. "Y/N!! I have to get up and so do you."

"Larissa please, just 10 minutes," I beg, tightening my grip around her waist, spooning her from behind.

"Darling, you said the same thing about 40 minutes ago. We're both going to be late if we don't get up." She says, pulling the blanket off of me.

"Nooo!! Please!" I cry out.

"Young lady. Get up or else..." She warns, to which I huff in annoyment and get up, stomping into the bathroom. She quickly follows behind. I shoot her a deathly glare as I'm sitting on the sink countertop, brushing my teeth.

"How can someone be such a morning person..." I mumble to myself, earning another chuckle from my girlfriend.

We do our makeup together, she puts her hair up in her usual neat updo while I just brush mine. As she's applying her signature red lipstick, I stop and admire her beauty.

"You're so beautiful." I breathe out.

She smiles widely, looking at me through the mirror. "Thank you darling, but we both know that you are more beautiful."

"Can I have some of that?" I ask, pointing my finger at her lipstick.

She narrows her eyes playfully. "Why, are you trying to look good for someone? Who are you trying to impress?"

I turn around and smirk to myself, wanting to test the older woman a bit. "Actually yes, my secret girlfriend."

As I turn around, I'm met by her expectant gaze, looking at me with raised eyebrows. "And who might that be, darling girl?"

I smirk again. "Oh, you wouldn't know her. But she's really hot and I hope I'll impress her with a red lip. She likes that."

I turn around, the blonde doesn't answer anything. Until I feel a sharp slap on my ass. I gasp, "Larissa Weems!" turning around and looking at her with wide eyes.

"Don't play with me, sweet girl. You won't win."

I roll my eyes at her, suddenly getting a lot of confidence in my actions. I grab her by the waist, pushing her to the nearest wall. "And who are you to tell me what to do, Ms Weems?" I ask, my voice low and seductive.

Her cheeks develop a burning red, she gasps loudly that I'm certain I took her breath away. "I- well, you-" she stutters, making me smirk even wider.

I lean closer and kiss her neck, she tilts her head to give me more access. I quickly find her sweet spot and start sucking on it, earning a moan from the woman. "Y/N, oh-" She breathes out.

I slide my hands on her boobs, squeezing them through her t-shirt she still hasn't changed out of. Her breathing pattern picks up rapidly, and she's moaning even more into my touch. "Please," She whispers.

I pull away from her, earning a small whine from her. "Sorry, we're going to be late if we don't hurry." I say victoriously, mocking her words from earlier.

I turn around and grab the lipstick from the countertop, applying it. And I do have to admit, this shade of red looks good on me. "Ooh, I like that. Looks hot, don't you think?" I ask, turning around to see her still steadying herself and her breathing up against the wall. I chuckle at her, going out of the bathroom to change into my uniform.