This may contain some mature content, but I'm not sure. I'm just writing what I'm thinking. Anyway, I'd like to know what you want to see in later chapters!
Peyton woke up the next morning, feeling a warm source lying on his chest. He opened his eyes to find Rowan asleep on his chest. He smiled as he remembered what happened between them. He wanted to get up and make breakfast for her, but he also didn't want to disturb her. He gently stroked her hair as he smiled to himself. As he lost himself in his thoughts, Rowan finally stirred awake. She opened her eyes and found herself lying on someone's chest, better known as Peyton's chest. She blushed as she remembered the night before. Peyton came out of his thoughts just as Rowan looked up at him.
"Good morning beautiful," Peyton hoarsely whispered. Rowan smiled at him as she crawled up to the space beside Peyton, already missing the feel of his warm, muscular chest under her.
"Good morning, handsome," she replied. They looked at each other for what seemed like hours, which in reality was only thirty seconds.
"I'll make breakfast," Rowan said as she got up, forgetting that she wasn't clothed. She quickly pulled on her panties and turned away from Peyton.
"You can use one of my shirts, Row," Peyton said as he watched Rowan go to his dresser and pick out a shirt that said 'Meyer' on the back. It was his old shirt that his mom had gotten him for his eighteenth birthday. It was a perfect fit on Rowan.
"Thanks, Pey," Rowan said as she walked out of his bedroom and into the kitchen. He got out of bed and slipped on a new pair of boxers. He walked out of the bedroom and slipped up behind Rowan and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder. She was frying bacon and eggs.
"You know, you look really hot in my clothes," Peyton grinned as Rowan finished the eggs and started working on bacon.
"And you look pretty hot with messy hair," Rowan admitted, not tearing her gaze from the stove. Peyton let go of Rowan and left to set the table. After five minutes, Rowan finished cooking breakfast and made her and Peyton a plate.
"Eat it up," Rowan said as she sat down. Peyton looked at her as he thought about a comeback.
"I'd rather have a morning serving of Rowan Blanchard ala mode," Peyton said. Rowan blushed as she took a sip of milk.
"Yeah, that's not on the menu right now, but it's available after breakfast," Rowan replied. Peyton literally scarfed down his food and patiently waited for Rowan to finish.
Knowing it would make him mad, Rowan took her very precious time eating. Peyton finally caught on to the act and swiped a piece of bacon.
"HEY!" Rowan pretended to be mad. Peyton smirked as he finished off her last bit of bacon.
"Fair is fair," Peyton said as Rowan took her last sip of milk. Rowan looked at Peyton and decided to be playful.
"I'll be right back," Rowan said as she walked to the bathroom, swaying her hips as she went. She brushed her teeth and combed her hair. She walked back into the living room to find no sign of Peyton.
"Pey, where are you?" She called. No answer.
No worries. It's a joke. Rowan thought to herself. Peyton quietly snuck up behind her and picked her up off the ground.
"Now I've got you!" Peyton laughed darkly. Rowan screamed, even though she knew it was Peyton.
"I'll give you your Rowan Blanchard alá mode if you'll quit clowning around😏," Rowan said as Peyton quickly set her down. She turned around and gave him a kiss. Peyton pulled her closer into him as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Peyton squeezed Rowan's butt, earning a yelp from her. He picked he up as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She pulled away from Peyton as they stood in the middle of the living room.
"Row, can I try something?" Peyton asked as Rowan nodded. Peyton walked over to the wall and put Rowan against it.
(Rough Peyton, I like- Rowan thought to herself)
Peyton's hands traveled down to Rowan's butt and stayed there, occasionally squeezing it. Peyton's body was pressed against Rowan's as they continued their make-out session. Rowan pulled on Peyton's hair, earning groans from him. Rowan did the unthinkable; she bucked against him. That set Peyton on edge. He carried Rowan back to his bedroom and shut the door. He laid her down at the edge of the bed. Rowan wanted to give him full permission to explore her body, so she did.
"Peyton, you have my full permission to explore," Rowan said as Peyton kissed her. His hands found their way up her shirt and right below her breasts. Rowan moaned at the touch. Peyton knew that he made her feel good, and she did the same to him. They loved each other and couldn't keep their hands off of one another. Peyton had put on protection while Rowan was in the bathroom, so he didn't have to worry about that. Soon, he discarded the shirt that covered Rowan. He kissed her one last time before he did so. After he removed the shirt, he stood up and shut the curtains to where it was a little darker, but there was enough light to where you could see where you were going. He walked back over to Rowan.
"Scoot up to the headboard," Peyton commanded. Rowan did as she was told as she laid down on the pillows. Peyton crawled over to her and kissed her. He asked her one more question before they continued.
"Row, are you sure you want to do this again?" He asked with honesty.
"Yes, Peyton, and you've got me already riled up," Rowan said as if it was obvious. Peyton slowly removed Rowan's panties. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable, so he kissed her as she kicked off her underwear. Peyton removed his member and slowly positioned himself in front of Rowan's entrance.
"Are you ready?" Peyton asked as he looked Rowan in the eye.
"I've never been more ready in my life," Rowan said as Peyton slowly entered her. Rowan winced in pain for a moment, but Peyton helped take it away by kissing her. Soon, they were moving as one. Rowan removed her lips from Peyton as she breathlessly asked a question which was more of a command.
"Go faster, Pey! Please?" Rowan begged as she moaned. Peyton nodded as he went back to kissing Rowan, speeding up the page as he did so. Soon, Rowan was ready.
"Pey, I'm..." Rowan said as Peyton finished her sentence.
"I know, I'm close too," Peyton said as he gave a few more thrusts. Rowan was first.
"Peyton!" She screamed as she climaxed. Her nails dug into Peyton's back, causing him to groan.
"Row!" He shouted as he followed suit with Rowan. Rowan ended up on top of Peyton with him still inside her. He rolled her over as she was now pinned under him. He removed himself and also removed the rubber glove surrounding his member, throwing it away. He nestled beside Rowan as she was still coming down from her high. Peyton had made love to her twice and it wasn't even 1:00.I hope you enjoyed this, cause this is the last "smut" chapter as of right now. Please review and I'll update Wednesday!!😘
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Regrets-Reyton
FanfictionRowan Blanchard and Peyton Meyer had made some decisions in the past. After Girl Meets World ended, Rowan was 18 and Peyton was 21. Now, what do crazy kids do when they're in love? Contains MATURE content, so read at your own risk