Y/NAfter he changes the bandage he mentioned earlier, we climb up the stairs and we stop at my bedroom door. He leans forward and plants a little kiss in my forehead. "Good night"
"Sleep with me" I whine and pull on his hand, not wanting to let go.
"Y/N, that's...really intimate. You should save that special feeling for the man who will always be there for you, and I wouldn't want to rob you of that emotion."
"I don't care about that. I want you." I say, leaning in closer to him.
"Stop being so stubborn" he whispers as he gently brushes a strand of hair away from my face.
"I'm not. I'm just telling you what I want and what I need."
For a moment, I think he is about to open the door to my bedroom and climb on my bed, but then he murmurs softly "It's getting late"
A long sigh is what I hear as I turn and open the door to my bedroom, closing it behind me.
"Sleep tight." He says quietly.
Oh no baby, I'm not going to sleep just yet. I'm planning to freshen up with a shower, follow my night routine, and then I'll be snuggling up in your bed before you know it.
Yeah. That's exactly what I'll do.
After I finish my usual routine, I remove my bathrobe and realise that I need to buy more lingerie because I don't think I have the ideal set to drive him wild once more. However, I do have a lovely white set of sleepwear that makes me appear cute and attractive at the same time.
After finishing my task, I leave my room and a surge of excitement fills me as I ascend the stairs to his bedroom. The hall is dimly lit and silent, but I reach for the door knob and quietly open it. And there he is, peacefully sleeping on his stomach, arms under the pillow as his soft snores bring a smile to my face. His room is larger than mine, with walls painted in a deep cream shade and dark wooden floors. The scent in the room is uniquely his, and I absolutely love it!
I raise his white sheets and climb onto the bed. He notices the bed sinking and turns to see me.
"Y/N, what are you doing?" His voice deep and husky.
"I want to sleep with you"
"Oh, God. Come here" he tells me but I already was reaching towards him. I eagerly hug him, holding on tightly, silently hoping he doesn't mention the strong smell of lotion coming from me. I almost emptied the whole bottle. Why am I being like this? I never wanted to satisfy a man so badly in my life.
He gives me a sweet kiss on my head and I can't help but give him a kiss on his bare chest. At first, I give him a small peck, but then I start planting kisses on his neck and collarbone, feeling the warmth of his skin against my lips. His hands gently caress my back, as I continue to shower him with affectionate kisses.
"Stop." He exclaims abruptly.
I pause, feeling my stomach twist in knots. "You want me to stop?" I whisper.
"I won't be able to stop myself." He holds my face and gives me a lingering kiss, leaving me craving for more "Just...let me hold you tonight."
He is right. Last night, I didn't get to enjoy it for very long because the sun started to rise when we decided to take a break and go to sleep. And then I fell asleep right away. It's already past 1am, and I get to hug him and breathe in his scent all night. He may not want to repeat this, so I'll make sure to savor every single second of this.
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Under His Touch - JJK
FanfictionTropes: Forced proximity, age gap, forbidden romance. She was young and beautiful. She had a perfect job and a good future ahead. That's until she fell in love with her boss. Someone she couldn't have, because he was her father's best friend. Her l...