[43] clean me

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smut warning

explicit content, reader discretion advised

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axel conynghim

We drove home after the date. It was pretty silent between us, but a comfortable silence. When we arrived at Kameron's house, she got out of the car and started to walk inside. Before I got out and followed her, I noticed her backpack still here.

"Oh," I said aloud, alone in my car. In the backseat is Kameron's bag. Dangling out the side zipper is a piece of paper. I raised an eyebrow, the folded up page about to fall out. "Weird." I mumbled, wondering what this piece of paper is and why it's singled out from the rest of her notebooks and folders.

I know Kameron and how organized she is, so I wonder if there's something significant about this paper that she needs to keep it on-hand. I should take it, and see if she notices that it's gone.

A knocking at the window made me jump. Quickly I snatched the paper out of her bag and I shoved it into the middle console of my car. Then, I unlocked the door and Kameron reached inside to get her bag.

"Left my backpack." She told me. Her brown eyes are drawing me in, the evening sky brushing her skin delicately. I can't help myself from finding her tone of voice seductive, even though I know that's not what she's intending.

"Your mom home?" I asked.

"No." She said. "She won't be home until much later.

"Should I come hangout?" I motioned towards her house. Kameron looked me up and down and nodded slowly.

I walked inside, closing the door behind me. Kameron is relaxed, and I followed her in kicking my shoes off by the door because I know Katherine would kill me if I wore sneakers all around her home.

Kameron seemed unbothered by my presence for the most part. She hopped up the stairs. I followed her carefully, and into her bedroom. Immediately the second we got inside she started unzipping her jeans.

I blushed, my ears getting hot. I quickly turned around, "W-What are you doing?" 

Stuttering? Really? Can I make it any more obvious how flustered I am?

"Um, I'm going to take a shower. I always take a shower at night when I get home from being out."

"Okay, but..." I said, still not facing her.

"'But' what? You've seen me get undressed a million times, Axel."

I can hear her clothes rustling off of her body and dropping the floor. I gulped, wondering how she's so bold about this. I thought back to what I was telling myself before. When will she drop the shy act and just go totally freaky? Is tonight that night?

Is this my chance to let loose and just do it all to her?

I scratched the back of my neck nervously, wanting to fend off all of the unholy thoughts that invade my mind without reason or negotiation.

"You're so cute." Kameron's voice spoke from behind. She walked past me and out of the room, and I let out a sigh of relief when she had a towel wrapped around her body. If I see her totally naked just like that, I'll burst out of my pants and it'll be too embarrassing. Not to mention her calling me cute. Cute? Really? Am I acting cute?

"I'm showering."

"Okay." I responded.

"I'm leaving the door open."

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