-Matty-
So there I sat, a very worked up George grinding softly into my lap, driving me absolutely insane while he kissed me.
Usually by now I would have him naked. But I missed his mouth so much and I wasn't ready to pull away. He moved to my neck, smirking against it as a noise escaped my throat.
I wrapped my arms around him loosely, just sitting there and enjoying the feeling of him.
I whined softly as he kissed and sucked at my neck, letting my hands slide down his sides and slipping my fingers into the back of his pants, moaning quite loudly as my fingers touched a fabric I didn't expect.
"Oh god George.. What have you got on!"
"Oh. You like that do you?" he chuckled, sitting himself up and standing up in front of me.
"Do you wanna see, Matty? Wanna see what I've put on for you?" He smiled innocently, looking down at me. My breath caught in my throat and I nodded quickly.
"Please George, show me.." I whispered, unable to find my voice.
He reached up and slowly unbuttoned his pants, only pulling them down a little bit, showing the lacy fabric underneath.
"O-Oh, fuck, George..." I groaned quietly, pulling him to me just as Ross burst through the door.
"NO. NO SEX. Go to bed!" He sighed, clearly annoyed.
George got up and walked passed Ross to the bunk area, climbing in with a huff. We all knew, it was Ross's way or no way.
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Yeah. I did that.
