I opened my eyes and my neck felt like it broke in 3 different places from the way I was sleeping on the couch. No wonder most of the guys sit on the floor when playing games this couch is a torture device. I looked down at tomboy, she was passed out against my chest. Little strands of hair falling over her face and her shirt folded and twisted around her stomach from probably moving to much. I looked at her for a bit thinking about her nice blonde hair that seemed like a river of gold when my thoughts wondered to last night. What was wrong with her? She seemed as if her boyfriend just dumped her. If she acts up like this anymore I.... I might have to attempt to control her like i did when she first joined. Which I don't think she will like being controlled.
I was taken out of my thoughts when tomboy started moving around. She scooted forwards towards my chest, thrusting over top of me. A moan almost escaped my lips, but I quickly shut my mouth causing me to make a croaking sound in my throat. I could feel my face turn a dark red and begin to heat up. Oh my god. Embarrassment settled into my chest. I looked down at her, still asleep.
As much as I enjoyed that, I need to be more careful. My hands laid by my sides on the couch and I tried to relax. I let out a deep sigh and when I did tomboy began to move again. Dumbass. She moved her head a bit and snuggled up against me and scooted up once again, thrusting of course. My hands gripped the couch cushions tightly and my head laid on the back side of the couch. I bit my lip and tensed up trying not to make a sound.
I need to get her off me. I placed my hands on her back and pressed her close to me. I stood up slowly and carefully tying not to drop her or wake her up.
I gently laid her down on the couch. The sun coming through one of the windows caught my attention. Oh shit what time is it?! I looked at the clock that was hanging off the wall beside the kitchen door. 7:58.
"Shit." I whispered to myself panicking.
I looked down at my boxers. Morning wood, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't from over night...tomboy did a number on me thats for sure.he.he.
..(I'm so sorry for that part.xD)..
At that moment i realized I need pants before the guys wake up. I left tomboys side and went to walk down the hall to get to my room when one of the guys door opens. I quickly reversed and went back to the door way of the hall and stood by the wall. Damnit. I poked my head out from behind the it and seen mini walking towards me and I quickly went back behind the wall.I need to get to my room before the guys wake up. I looked down the hall again and he went into the bath room. This is my chance. I came out and walked/ran towards my room. Almost there! I grabbed my door handle when someone else's door opens behind me.
"Hey Evan I have quick question." I heard terroriser say. I can feel him stare at me from over my shoulder
"Fuck" I said under my breath. "What is it?" I said looking straight at my door not turning around.
"Um what will we be putting the money in when we enter the vault?" He questioned.
"The bills are in stacks of hundreds, each on of us will be carrying suit cases for the money." I said shifting my feet around.
"Um is something wrong?" He said and I could barely see him over my shoulder trying to look at my face.
"Y-yeah! Fine. I'm gonna go get ready now." I said awkwardly and went into my room and shut the door behind me quickly.
My back leaned against the door and I let out a deep sigh as I slid down the door. "....."
-----Tomboys point of view-----
Why am I on the couch? I asked myself while looking around the living room.
Sun was pouring in through the windows and there was a slight breeze coming through an opened one. I could hear birds and the guys laughing down the hall. Such a nice day for killing people. A devilish smirk came to my face when I thought of the mission.
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FanfictionVanoss crew fanfic Code name: Tomboy Blonde/blue eyes/stronger/determined She's everything an world dominating crazed man would want and all he or she has to do to get her, is with money. Tomboy, also known as lizz, works alone. She thinks it is bes...