𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 || 𝒍𝒂𝒘𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒕, 𝒍.

𝟏𝟏

ᴄɪᴛʏ﹕ ( ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ )
2﹕00ᴀᴍ 

ʟ's ᴘᴏᴠ

⛔️ content warning: self-pleasure

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ɴᴀʀʀᴀᴛᴏʀ's ᴘᴏᴠ

when l comes out of the bathroom inside his bedroom, he sees that the place is dark.

then out of no where the moon shines through his curtains giving little amounts of light, which lands on (y/n).

she's kneeled down in his bed, facing his direction in nothing but an oversized shirt. a flash of hot air hits him, intensifying the already aroused state. she doesn't say anything but reaches her hand out and he takes steps towards her until he's at the foot of the bed, towering over her.

his eyes, dark like obsidian, gleams with an intensity that sends cold shivers through her body. still without words said, he drags a single finger along her face and bring it to her lips, where he slowly traces them then pulls her bottom lip down.

(y/n) gets up, but still on her knees, as she snakes her arms around his neck, closing the wide gap between them.

a fashion of their wants and needs engulfs the room as their lips meet in a searing kiss. l's hands roam freely over (y/n)'s body, tracing her figure.

this leaves her breathless and yearning for more.

and with a low growl, he brings them both down on the bed. he ravishes her with kisses that leaves her gasping for air. and as the moment passes, their passion builds to the point where it cannot be tamed.

in another sudden moment all of their clothing disappears. (y/n)  props her legs open and l looks at her bare body in awe and hunger.

his breath hitches as he sinks inside her...

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my eyes fling open, as i awaken from the lewd dream i just had about you... again. i pull the covers off me to see that i have the same visitor and rush to the bathroom.

i try taking a deep breath to get it to go away but to no avail. so i recall back to the dream, realizing there's only one way to relief myself.

i go back to my room and get my phone and a clean wash cloth, then go back to the bathroom. i get my lotion from underneath the sink cabinet.

i scroll for minutes on twitter, looking for a good video to jack off too but nothing compares to what i dreamt about with you. i take another route and go to your instagram page, and that's where i find it.

the picture is dated from july, the summer before senior year started. from what i assume you were on vacation in the bahamas the swimsuit you had on was a (f/c) two-piece... the way your body looked... shit, the way you look... i started feeling the hormones raise again. not another second wasted my pants were down.