Kyler Jenner, the older twin brother of Kylie, has been noted as a model, a music producer, and a business man, helping his family navigate through the ups and downs. Throughout his career, he's been able to help the Kar-Jenner family with their com...
The first thing I feel when I wake up is the warmth of Stassie's body next to mine, her soft breath against my neck. I open my eyes slowly, letting the sunlight trickle in through the window. It's quiet, peaceful, and for a moment, I'm perfectly content just lying here, holding her close.
Stassie stirs beside me, her hand grazing my chest as she shifts. She looks up at me, her eyes still heavy with sleep, but there's a smile growing on her face as I lay kisses on her head.
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STASS: "Morning." She murmurs, her voice husky with that familiar, lazy warmth.
I grin, greeting her back before leaning down to kiss her, and just like that, the tension in the air shifts. It's one of those mornings where we don't need to rush, not really, but neither of us are complaining when our kiss deepens, slow and deliberate. Her fingers thread through my hair, and I pull her closer, the sound of her breath growing heavier as she grinds down onto my leg. There's something about the quiet intimacy of mornings like this that I just can't get enough of.
We finally pull away, both of us with mischievous smiles.
KYLER: "You're too comfortable here." I tease, but she just laughs softly, brushing my hair back.
STASS: "Tell me you hate having me here then."
I don't say anything because, honestly, I'd prefer having her here with me 24/7 if I could, so that thought got me thinking...
STASS: She kisses my jaw, trying to bring me back to now. "What's got you thinking so hard, superstar?"
KYLER: I smile down at her, my arm around her waist, rubbing my thumb against her hip. "Would you be willing to move in? Here? With me?"
STASS: She pauses slightly, staring up at me, making me nervous. "Move in?" She says, smirking at me as her fingers trail up and down my bare chest. "Are you sure?"
KYLER: I answer with no hesitation. "Yes. As possessive as this may sound, I want you here with me. I need you to be as close as possible as much possible. The tour is already pushing things for me, but I'd be happy knowing that I would be coming home to you." I stare at her, my heart pounding as I smile softly.
STASS: She looks up at me and smiles right away. "I'd want nothing more than to be here with you." She kisses my lips, sitting up to straddle me as she moves her hands beside my head to hold herself up. "You want me with you as much as possible, huh?"
KYLER: I move my hands to her hips, helping her grind down on me. "If I could have you next to me everyday, I would not even hesitate."
STASS: She lends down to kiss me, whispering against my lips. "You are so whipped."
I don't even argue because it's true. She has my heart, my soul, my everything. Just like I know I have all of her. Moving in would just help us move forward in our relationship.
