Y/n collapsed on the couch and covered himself up with purple blankets. I walked up and kissed, y/n's neck. He nudged my face with his elbow. I growled and attack his neck, placing kisses on him.
"Stop Vincent!" he yelled, turning around, slapping me. I growled and got ontop of him .
"Remember when I said I cared about you!? And later that night you told me you cared!? Well I do! " I growled. "And I still mean it! "
"You killed five kids! Why would I ever love you now!?" he snapped. I pinned his arms to the sofa.
"Yeah, you slept with a killer! But, this killer loves you and wouldn't dare to hurt you or let anyone touch you! " y/n growled, struggling under me.
"Oh yeah!? Where were you when Scott raped me, huh!? Where were you today!?" he growled.
I put my hand over his mouth. "Shhh. You hear that? Thats the sound of you forgiving me.. " Y/n growled. He rolled his eyes and mumbled something. I took my hand of his mouth and got closer to his mouth
"What was that?" I purred.
"I think I have HIV. " he mumbled.
"Wait what.. "
"From Scott... " he blushed. I stared at him.
"How can you tell? " I asked.
"He didn't wear a condom.. And he told me he had it right after... "
"Oh.. We are gonna have to get you treated. I don't want you dying on me... " I ruffled his hair.
"You aren't mad?"
"Of course not. It wasn't your fault. I'm thinking about sending you to therapy as well. "
He nodded slowly.
"Oh. And the next time we make love, I'm using a condom.. " he slowly kissed me. It was passionate and loving. He soon chuckled. His deep, beautiful voice turned me on.
"God, shut up. Your voice is too amazing for me to handle.. " I growled playfully.
"How about I give you the silent treatment again? Want that, baby? "
"No.. I want you to shut up because I'm turned on. I have no condoms on me so I'm having a battle with my hormones! I would fuck you til you couldn't walk if I could. " I growled, grinding y/n. Y/n moaned and moved his hips in a thrusting manner.
"The same goes for you. Not the shut up part though. I want to hear you scream my name... " y/n purred.
"I wanna write a lemon about you.." I moaned.
"A wut? "
"Nothing. I just said I loved you... " I smiled.
"Alright, Vincent.. " We ended up both sleeping on the couch. I laid on Vincent's bare chest. I heard a beep coming from Vincent's phone and opened it.
WattPad notifications? I clicked on them. A few comments showed up.
StripperGirl01: Mmmm sexy. Nice lemon, Vincy.
MikeisBae: Ugh, I jerked myself off to this and came three times. I never get bored with this fan fic.
BonnieisSlutty: How bout you send me a pic of your dick inside y/n. I wanna see how much you really love each other...
I stared at the comments in disgust. I decided to read the fan fictions myself. That girl said it was his, and a 'lemon'. Whatever that is..
Y/n laid beside me, rubbing my chest and placing love kisses on my neck. I moaned softly as he put his hand in my pants, stroking my member..
"You lied about being gay..." I moaned. He nodded, sitting on my crotch. He grinned, pulling down my pants. He then pulled down his pants. He rubbed his member and moaned lowly.
He then rubbed his member against mine, getting faster as he was closer to cumming.
"You are my little dirty slut, aren't you Vinny~...?" y/n moaned. I nodded. He slapped my face.
"Say it! " y/n growled.
"I'm your dirty, slutty grape! " I moaned. I watched as y/n moved my legs up on his shoulder. His tip touched my entrance. Before I could say anything, he pushed into me. I moaned loudly.
I moved right after he pushed in, moving back and forth. Out skin slapped together making a taping noise. He didn't say anything. He was too focused on fucking me to talk, but it seemed like I was talking in all different sorts of languages.
"God! Y/n you hot little pervert!" I screamed. Y/n jerked my member roughly as he thrusted into me. He stopped thrusting and pulled out.
"What did you say?" y/n growled.
"Nothing, y/n.." I squeak I shuffled on the sofa. Y/n put my face on his member. I deep throated y/n, but he didn't want to return the favor..
"Y/n?" I jumped when I heard Vincent call my name. I cut off his phone quickly and looked at him. My cheeks were tented red.
"I suggest going to sleep. No one wants you to be tired during your college application." Vincent poked my chest. I nodded slowly before smirking.
"Am I really a pervert?" I asked with a large smirk
"Wuh, no! "
"No? " I showed him the WattPad lemon.
"That's not mine!" Vincent blushed. It was clear as day if Vincent blushed. Since he is dark purple, his blush comes out light purple.
"You sure? I find it quite nice that you want me to dominate you even though I couldn't.." I smirked.
"Y-you do!? I mean-" Vincent clears his throat. "I-its not mine. "
"Stop being so stubborn, Vinny. I know it's yours.. " I rolled my eyes.
"Well it's not! Can't we just go to bed!? " Vincent raised his voice. I got up and untied his pajama pants so they were lose.
"Unless you wanna do something else~... " I purred.
"What's with you this morning!?" Vincent growled.
"Tell me that you made it and we can go to sleep! But, I'll bother you again if you won't!" I threatened.
"Did you fall on your head when Scott raped you cause your acting really bi-polar!" Vincent yelled.
"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't! I fucking woke up screaming and naked!? Dont you think anybody would be scarred after that!? Hell, Im mentally functional right now, aren't I!?"
"God you're so unbearable! With your cute ass and bad attitude! I hate it!!"
"You're no different! Purple this, purple that! PURPLE PURPLE PURPLE! " I taunted.
That was six years ago. Lord I regret nothing.
