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⚠︎𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗅𝗍/𝗋𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝗂𝖽𝗄𝗄𝗄𝗄𝗄⚠︎

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You sat in your splits drawing your metosis and meosis in your notebook. You hummed a song you listened to earlier as your feet stretched up and down.

Your light humming was interrupted by three knocks. You immediately started guessing who it was. It could be Cillian, maybe he came by to apologize.

You got up coming towards the door, with hope you pulled on the door handle.

"Y/N, hey..." Andre stood in front of you.

"Hey... What are you doing here?" You asked with confusin on your face.

"Uhh I just... Yknow how us two are the lead roles" Andre started.

"Yes" You acknowledged.

"I don't know I just thought..." Andre spoke as he walked closer towards you, making you take a few steps back.

"Maybe we could get a bit closer." He cooed as his hand landed on your waist. You turn red with his touch.

"What do you mean closer?" You asked in a slight giggle. His other hand reaching for yours as you were now inches apart.

"Well... Yknow..." He said as his gaze went from your eyes to your lips.

Your breath hitched from the realisation. His lips melted into yours in a hungry kiss, taking you by suprise.

As the kiss grew longer your hand rested on his chest, you tilted your head deepening the kiss.

"You are so perfect." He praised between kisses, in a deep husky voice. That made you hungrier and needier for him.

You stumbled thru the room to your bed. Your calves were pressed on the brim of the bed as his hands travelled underneath your sweater.

Your lips separated making you cold. He took the jumper of you throwing it somewhere in the room, just before your lips met again.

His hands roamed your torso moving up your thin bra. He played with the fabric of the bra as you pulled down his shirt. His lips detached from yours as he took his shirt off, exposing his toned muscle.

His lips crashed into yours as your bodies touched. His hands were placed on your hips pulling you closer to him. Your stomach was pressed on his bulge making you gasp into the kiss.

His hand moved lower to the elastic of your leggings. He nudged the leggings past your hip bone exposing your underwear to the slightest.

Your hands moved lower to his sweats. You grabbed the hem and hungerly pulled them down. He stepped out of his sweatpants and kicked them to the side.

Your lips separated a string of saliva connecting them. He lightly pushed you onto your bed landing on your elbows.

He looked down at you in a hungry stare. His muscles looking more defined in the semi dark lighting. His boxers low enough to see his V-line.