starving [hailee steinfeld one-shots]

guess we lied [H.Steinfeld]

summary: you and your ex had sworn you would never let each other back into your beds. unfortunately, it seems you both lied.

warnings: smut [angry sex with feelings, grinding, slight praise kink, two seconds of a humiliation kink, begging, a tiny bit of edging, pet names, literally no plot]; slightly toxic ex-relationship [but in a hot way]; slightly arrogant hailee [also in a hot way]; implied daddy kink

wordcount: 2.1k

a/n: i have no explanations for this, i saw a picture of hailee in a suit and was overtaken by the need to write this. this is significantly less wholesome and cute than my previous fics. enjoy at your own risk and let me know if i should write more smut.

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You had sworn last time would be the last time you ever let Hailee Steinfeld into your bed.

You truly meant it when you said it.

There's only so much back-and-forth a person can take before they snap and you had certainly snapped after last time.

However, you're only human.

So, when your ex texts you a picture of her looking ravishing in a light blue suit and you notice a certain prominent tent in her pants...well, you do the rational thing. You tell her you'll meet her at her hotel after her event is over.

Maybe it's wishful thinking. Maybe the universe is playing a cruel trick on you by dangling the one thing you want more than anything right in front of you only to snatch it away.

At this point, though, you don't care. It might be irrational but you need Hailee more than you've ever needed anyone else before. You need her like the air you breathe and you've been suffocating since the day you decided to walk away from her.

You had very valid reasons, of course, but at the moment, those reasons are the last thing on your mind. The only thing that's been on your mind since you got that text from her is your uncontrollable desire for her.

And, yes, maybe it's a little desperate of you to be pacing back and forth in Hailee's hotel room while you run through every possible scenario but what else were you supposed to do? Say, "Thank you but no thank you," and move on about your day? That's ridiculous and downright impossible.

She has you in the palm of her hand and she knows that. It should be infuriating. It should make you want to prove her wrong over and over again until she's the one going out of her way to find you.

It should be anything but attractive.

Just as your thoughts start to drift toward your unspoken desires, you hear the sound of the door opening. Your breath immediately catches in your throat as Hailee walks into the room, your eyes trailing down her figure before you can stop yourself. You had a hundred things ready to say but now that she's in front of you, all your rational thinking goes out the window and you end up saying the only thing you can think of.

"You're an asshole."

She raises an eyebrow at you, clearly amused by your greeting. "You don't seem to mind much or else you wouldn't have replied so fast to my text."

"I opened it by accident." You don't know why you're lying but it's too late to backtrack now. "I just replied so I wouldn't leave you on seen. I wasn't expecting you to send me the address of your hotel."

She doesn't say anything at first. The smirk doesn't leave her face, though, and she slowly crosses the space between you until she's standing right in front of you. You try to show no emotion but your breath catches in your throat as she leans in toward you.