Sins, not tragedies. / ROBERT DOWNEY JR

Chapter 12

first of all, thank you for staying even though this story, somehow, had a very, very hard start and moments. 

Special thanks to Willow_Rain who helped me handle this situation like a pro, otherwise this story would have it's dead end as it vanished. *cough* wattpad *cough*

but also thanks to everyone who wrote me lovely comments! <3 

i love you all and you're all beautiful

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Waking up to the most beautiful sound, the sun shining through the blinds, I rubbed my eyes and furrowed my brows.

''Did you just fart?'', I whispered, realizing that Robert was still in my room - fully naked.

He mumbled something before turning around and crossing his arms. I rolled my eyes, getting up as fast as I could since I was naked and boy, was I ashamed of my body.

''No, don't go'', he groaned as I wanted to go to the toilet, pulling on my morning gown. ''Rob, don't pull on that. I'm naked. What if my mom comes in here? Or even worse, My dad?!'', suddenly I realized what Situation we were in - a sticky one. If my Parents would notice Robert wasn't in his room, and they would because his room is next to theirs, they would turn the house around.

Robert, again, groaned and turned around to the other side, showing one of his butt cheeks. ''Uh..'', I closed my eyes, pulling the blanket over his body, earning a small giggle from him.

''Robert!'', I exclaimed as he pulled me down on the bed, pushing himself on top of me. ''What about something quick and exicting for this morning?'', he whispered as he started kissing my neck, moving down.

I rolled my eyes laughing and moaning at the same time because for gods sake, Robert could kiss.

The situation brought me back to where I actually stood in Roberts life, making me furrow my brows and push him away. ''I'm not into sex today'', I said, wanting to get up only to get pushed back by Robert and thrown over his shoulder. ''Who said that it's about a quickie? I'm talking about a shower, you dirty sock.'',

laughing I slapped him on the shoulder, being brought to my own - yes, my own bathroom. My room was the only room with a bathroom in it, which made me take it immadietly. I loved getting ready without someone rushing me or saying he has to go to the toilet.

I loved taking time, and my parents knew it. That's why they rented this house.

Robert put on the shower, jumping in like some kind of athlete and waiting for me with his arms crossed. I smirked at him and slowly pulled of my morning gown, earning a whistle from Robert.

''You dirty old man'', I said, nonchalantly closing the door from the shower, cold water hitting my face.

''Say that again!'', Robert yelled, making me shush him by covering his mouth with my finger. Robert planted a small kiss on my finger, making me smile.

The whole shower thing was indeed - really exicting, but yet it was romantic, somehow I forgot the stress and just wanted to hug him and just live with him for the rost of my life.

The cold water soon turned into hot one and our lovey-dovey playing soon turned into a hot makeout session, which I could describe as: Warm and sensual.

Just as we wanted to go a bit more far than just makeout, a loud knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts.

''Mary? Did you see Robert?'', My mothers voice halled through the bathroom, sending me goosebumps.

''Uh, no. Maybe he went for a walk or something?'', I said, looking at Robert who had a helpless expression on his face, shrugging his shoulders.

''Oh okay. We're going shopping, do you want something?'',

''Peanut butter?'', I yelled back, a smile appearing on Roberts face, knowing that we'd be alone for a LOOOOOOOOOOONG Time.

''Okay, Love you honey!'', my dad suddenly yelled, making Roberts smile disappear faster than my heart beat.

We heard the door close and I literally stomped out of the shower, trying to handle the situation.

''That was so close..'', Robert whispered, throwing himself on my bed only with a towel hanging LOOSE on his hips.

''Why are you whispering?'', I asked, trying not look on his muscular upper body which was a pretty hard task to master.

''Hey, I see your eyes'', Robert sung, patting on the place next to him.

I rolled my eyes and sat down next to him, still trying to get my mind somewhere else. How could you be mad at someone if he was so beautiful, pretty and sexy at the same time?

I was literally caught off guard as I didn't notice how he massaged my back and my neck, moving down my spine, making the hair on my arms stand up and literally wave at me.

''Mmm'', I moaned slightly as he massaged, putting pressure on my back which was really sore. I didn't even notice until he put more and more pressure on it, making me fall back on the bed.

''Your hands are magic'', I whispered, making him grin.

I turned around on my stomach, pushing the towel down but stopping shortly before my butt, making him mumble something I couldn't make out since I was enjoying his massage.

His fingers nonchalantly traced the sides of my back, making me moan from pleasure. Yes, I was like that when it came to massages.

Robert started hovering over me, his lips gently carressing my neck, making me moan even more. ''You smell so good, babe'', he whispered, his lips moving down to my spine, making me grab the bedsheets. It was almost like having sex - almost.

I turned around, ignoring the fact that my towel was already on the floor, cupping Roberts face and pushing my lips onto his. The kiss soon started to get heated and Robert was already naked, ready to have another lovers time for the third time this week.

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''Can you even eat this?'', I asked my mother who randomly brought some spanish no-name Peanut butter, looking like it was pure vomit. My mom furrowed her brows and grabbed the peanut butter out of my hands. ''It looks like it atleast'', she said, looking at it like some kind of doctor.

I smiled at her, helping her put the groceries in the fridge. ''Mary?'', she suddenly whispered, looking over to dad and robert who were currently drinking beer, talking about old high school times. Oh, I completly forgot that Robert was just a bit younger than my dad. Oh.

''Yeah mom?'', I said, carrying on with the groceries. ''What's up with you and Robert now? Are you..together?'' my eyes automatically snapped to Robert who was looking at me with a worried expression, mouthing 'what?'.

I shrugged at my mom, looking back at her only to see her smirking. ''Yeah. I heard you one hour ago, I had to keep your dad away.'' turning red I jumped out of the kitchen, running to the pool.

Pulling off my clothes, feeling Roberts eyes on my body, I literally entered the pool as slow as I could.

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*ROBERTS POV*

God, How could one 17 year old be so perfect? She didn't even look like 17, for gods sake. Just look at those curves.

''Rob?'', Steven pulled me out of my thoughts as I bit my lip, watching Rose entering the pool.

I turned my head to Steven, earning a confused stare from him. ''Are you okay?'', he asked, patting my shoulder. I just nodded and took a sip from my beer, again my eyes moving to Rose and her perfect body.

''Downey, why are you looking at my daughter like that?'',

Oh. Oh.