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11. 𝐆𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫

"𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆,
 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒘𝒐𝒐!
(𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅)"

*A/N: i'm going to #giveyouawarning because this chapter is going to be a little... silly! it won't be a full on scene but it will have like a little makeout session? idek atp! but ANYWAYS, keep that in mind whilst you're reading! reminder that if this chapter is not right for you and makes you uncomfortable then please go find something else to read and take care of urself! 'kay love u MWAH bye and happy reading! <3*

General POV:

Bridget just stood there, looking stunned as ever. His hands were sliding up and down her waist, practically making her shiver as his cold finger tips touched the little exposed skin, just above her pink, short skirt. He smirked, watching her react to the little things he did. Ofcourse, he was experienced but having sex with an actual girlfriend? This was his first time.

"H-Hook." She stuttered. "You know exactly what you're doing right now." She tried to get out but was immediately cut of her short breaths that kept coming. She began to get deja vu as the same feelings and emotions that engulfed her in the lift from the other day had come back to her. She could feel with every breath that her heart was beating and getting faster.

"And what exactly am I doing to you, princess?" He said, flirtatiously as a huge grin plastered his face. His hands were still stuck on her waist.

He grabbed her by the waist and smashed his hard lips into hers. He pushed up against the door and began to go crazy. He wanted her, no, he needed her so badly. He just couldn't help himself.

"Hook, I never knew you could be like this...!" She cooed in his ears, amorously. He loved it when girls would talk in his ears, like it was some kind of fetish. 

"Well, I guess you don't me all that well, darling."

He chuckled and before continuing to kiss her passionately and harshly, letting all his emotions out at once. His aggressive kissing showed that he was mad about what Morgie did to her - but it wasn't her fault though. He still let out his anger but changed his pace when he realised she was holding onto his hands way too tightly.

"Sorry, princess." He said, pulling away as he moved a few of her pink strands away from her face.

"It's okay. Just a little softer, please?" She said, looking up at his deep brown eyes. She had this innocent and sweet look on her face that just made him feel bad - as horny as he was right now, he knew that what Bridget wanted was valid. He couldn't fuck things up with her just because he wanted to kiss her harshly. So her wish was granted.

This time, and a little more lighter, he kissed her again. His soft lips pressed up against hers gently showed his care and passion towards her. With every second, the kisses were changing the atmosphere; love and anger was in the air.

He then began to get sick of doing the same thing and needed to do something special, rather something different. He slipped his tongue into hers, making her gasp in shock. Bridget was too caught up in the moment that she had not realised they were making moves so fast. One second, they were just talking and now they were making out and making moves on each other.

Even though he had stopped kissing her lips, he was thinking of ways so that he could spice the moment up though. His speed and the rate in which he was going quickened. Her heart was beating faster than a drum, her breathing was no longer that steady, regular pattern of breaths. Instead, she was a breathless, dirty little mess in front of this guy, the love of her life.

He moved down to her neck and she moaned, hard. He pressed his sweet little soft lips against the very skin of her neck and sucked it hard. She felt her impatience growing thicker and thicker. Seconds felt like minutes as she just wanted to be fucked and touched hard, fast and now.

"Hook, I-I need you. Right now." She whispered in his ear as she held onto his hair as if grabbing onto it like her life depended on it.

"Whatever you say, princess." Hook said, kissing his way up from her neck to her jawline and all the way up until he'd reached up to her lips again. 

He then proceeded to grab her in bridal-style and carried her as she giggled, kicking her feet that were in the air. She'd never been so excited for anything in her life, ever. He placed her gently on top of the bed as she got comfortable. He got up and hovered over her as she lay, underneath him. She grabbed him by his shirt, and kissed his lips, pulling him on top of her and more closer to her. He was shocked as he didn't expect her to kiss him first but he didn't mind. He smiled through the kiss for a few seconds before returning to his usual self and just kissing her.

"Do you want to go any further, Bridget? Or are you happy to stop right now?" Hook said, scratching the back of his head as he looked down at her precious and gorgeous face.

"Uhm, what do you think?" She said, instinctively. She thought that it wasn't up to her, the choice was never the girl's so she automatically just thought that what Hook wanted was right.

"Nah, princess. It's up to you. You make the choice. And hey, no pressure or force. We don't have to do anything anymore if you don't want to." Hook reassured her as she finally felt seen. 

Finally, a boy who's jacked and kind! A boy who's nice and asks for consent! This was a rare occurrence as Bridget had never seen a boy who cared so much about what the girl wanted.

"Uhm," She thought for a while, placing her finger on her chin to think. She didn't want to make him mad but she knew she could never. He loved her way too much to ever be mad at her. Besides, he would understand - he gave her the right to say yes or no. She thought and thought and thought until she'd finally decided on something. "Maybe I want to stop now."

"Okay, Bridget. That is totally fine." Hook said, getting off of her gently, not wanting to hurt her. "I'm not mad, I swear." He helped her up and got both of them to stand up. They were stood next to the bed now, holding each other's hands tightly. They surely didn't want to let go, afraid that they'll lose the connection and bond they'd just had. The truth was that they never could.

"I know, you aren't. Don't worry about it, Hook. Just know, that I've never felt that way with anyone, ever. You made me feel special." Bridget admitted, blushing slightly as she held on hand over her arm.

"Oh, did I now? Well, that's kind of cute, isn't it?" Hook said, poking at her literally - he poked her cheek whilst poking fun at her cute little self as she blushed harder, her cheeks now a deep and dark crimson red. She felt content after hanging around him and especially after being this intimate with him, she knew that everything was right. He was the one for her.