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"Oh my sweet angel, did you really think I was going to give it to you so easily? Anyways, when I let you cum, it's going to be from my cock, not my fingers."
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It's been 3 weeks since Rocko showed up and almost ended up dead on my kitchen floor, I had completely forgotten to tell Willow that he was coming to visit me, and I felt awful knowing damn well that she thought she was going to have to fight off some killer that had broken in.
Not to mention, these past three weeks have been pure hell, not because I haven't seen Willow, no, we still hang out every second day, but because Rocko is the biggest cock block known to mankind. I thought 1 week without sex was going to be pure hell for me in the last week of training, but this? This is just fucking cruel.
"Shut the fuck up Rocko" Willow warns as he continues to yap throughout the movie he made us watch, Willow and Rocko had argued for at least an hour trying to decide on something to watch, in the end, Rocko had just snatched the remote out of my hand and clicked on a movie before shoving said remote down his pants.
"Wait wait wait, this is the best part" Rocko smiles, I can't help but roll my eyes "That's what you've said for the past hour!" Willow grits through her teeth, "You're so fun to stir up" Rocko laughs, "And I bet you'd be even more fun to stab" She replies trying to get up from beside me, I grab onto her waist and yank her back down into my lap, she crosses her arms over her chest and lets out a "hmph".
"Rocko?" She says tilting her head to the side, "Yeah boss lady?" He replies not taking his eyes off the TV, "Can you like, go somewhere else?" She smirks, Rocko finally looks away from the TV with his mouth agape, "You're so rude Mrs boss lady" He says with fake hurt in his voice "And you're the biggest cock block known to man, I'm sure if Cillian said you could sleep in our bed you would".
"Hey, can i-" Rocko begins but both Willow and I say "No" at the same time, it's only then I realise she called it our bed, damn right it's our bed.
"You two are made for each other" He mumbles rolling his eyes, I know Willows is frustrated, fuck I am too. But Rockos been my best friend since I was 7, and unfortunately, he has a pretty big spot in my heart, he's been there through all the bad and the good, always loyal too.
"I never said thank you for the flowers, you know, after Rocko almost died" Willow smiles turning to face me as she straddles my lap, I hold in a groan as the weight of her body applies pressure to my cock, god, I need her, I'm having withdrawals.
"What flowers baby?" I ask a little concerned, I hadn't sent her flowers that day, I had brought them for her the next day when we went out for dinner. I notice her face pales a little before she shakes her head and puts on a smile, not a real one might I add.
"They must have been from my brothers or Papa, they all know how much I love flowers" She laughs, but I know damn well that they wouldn't have brought her flowers without signing their name on the bottom, concern fills me slightly, who would have sent her flowers, who knows where she lives? We are in a gated community, it's hard to get an Amazon delivery through the security let alone flowers from someone unknown.
"I saw that news article the other day, you looked hot" I smirk changing the subject, I won't forget about the little piece of information she told me but I don't want to dig into it further, not while Rocko's here anyways.
"I was handing out packages to the homeless" She scoffs, "Charity work is hot" I shrug, "It wasn't charity work, I had too much money to know what to do with it, and winter was approaching, they needed help. I refuse to let people suffer, not when they don't deserve it anyways" She mumbles the last part looking at Rocko whos oblivious to his surroundings as he watches the movie with a dumbass smile on his face.
"You're an angel" I hum kissing the side of her neck softly, "Only sometimes" She responds a small whimper escaping her lips as I kiss and suck on the spot that drives her crazy, "Can you two not fuck in front of me?" Rocko finally speaks looking over to us, "Then get out of our house" I smile, "No" he smiles back before focusing on the movie again.
"He's a whole ass child" Willow sighs climbing off my lap, no, don't get off my lap I pout to myself.
"We've only got a week left until you abandon me" My angel pouts, "I'm not abandoning you baby" I smile cupping her cheek "You're right, Wesley is kidnapping you" She rolls her eyes, I cant help but laugh, "It's only a week" I hum running my thumb over her cheekbone, it's fuller now, shes put on weight in all the right places, when we first met she didn't really eat but now shes eating three meals a day.
Of course, the media is talking all about it, how she's gained weight, pregnancy rumours, trying to figure out why it's happened. What they don't know is that she was basically starved as a child, which developed into an eating disorder, and she's been working fucking hard to overcome it, I remind her how proud I am of her every day, because I am, she was and still is the strongest person I know.
I have an unsettling feeling in my stomach about leaving her here for the last week, as if I can feel impending doom lingering over us. Maybe it is because I won't be able to see her in person, maybe it's because I won't be here to protect her from the media, or that some random has figured out where she lives. I'm not sure what it is, but the feeling doesn't leave, it only grows.
As if Willow can sense my discomfort she holds onto my chin, turning my face to look at hers, her cute little face is scrunched up as she tries to read my mind, "What's wrong babe?" She questions staring into my eyes curiously, "Nothing angel, I'm just going to miss you" I smile down at her, she nods her head and leans forward to kiss me.
