"Shit, sorry." I quickly pulled my hand away. "Did I wake you?"
He hummed, not moving his head from my lap as he closed his eyes again. "Don't stop that. It feels nice."
Hesitantly I began running my fingers through his hair again. He smiled softly.
"You never gave me your name," he pouted.
I laughed quietly. "Bianca."
"Oh, good." He sat up and grinned mischievously. "I'll know what to moan this time."
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Oneshots
RomansSometimes I have inspiration for something but there is no way I have the patience to turn it into a full story. This is my solution! These scenes will have minimal context, spared details, and it will be up to you to make your own interpretation. M...
