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  Jake p.o.v

    I just couldn't believe how serious our relationship had gotten over the past few days. One minute we were just friends and now we were "turning it on" in the dressing room. Ezra's mom probably was worried sick. I was finishing a 
Project for English that was already a week late. I got bored and called Ezra.
"Yea, babe?"
"I need help on my homework, wanna come over?" I ask innocently.
"Sure," He replies.

Ten minutes later

"Jake, someone is at the door for you!" My mom calls from downstairs. I smile and giggle and run downstairs to greet my boyfriend.
"Hey, Jake, I have to run to your grandmas for dinner. I'll be back in a few hours." My mother says.
"Ok." Inside I'm thinking, Heck Yeah, night with Ezra!
My mother leaves and says bye to Ezra and me.
"You didn't need me for homework, did you?" Ezra said. "Cause I brought candy!" He said holding up a big bag of skittles. I squeal.
"Babe, you know me so well. Walking dead?" I said. He nodded, "After this." He leaned in and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his waist as he played in my hair. Slowly, his hands came down from my hair and massaged my neck. Finally, after a few minutes of eating each other's face off we sat on the couch.
"What's season?" I asked. He was laying down on the inside of the couch and I was laying on the outside. He leaned on one arm and had his other arm wrapped loosely around my waist.
"Two, I think?" He turned on Netflix and clicked on the Walking Dead tab. The first episode began to play.
"Be right back, babe." I said, getting up from the couch. I went to my Little sister's room and opened her closet.

"BABE!" I heard Ezra call from the living room, the walking dead still playing in the background.
"Coming!" I called back. I took the stairs by two and met Ezra on the couch.
"Nice ass." Ezra said to me.
"You mean tutu." I replied.
"Very funny. " Ezra replied, jokingly.
"I wasn't kidding." I retorted.
"Well, neither was I." Ezra smirked and pecked me on the lips.

After watching two whole hours of walking dead

   We were in my room, in my bed. Ezra curled up around me and snuggled his nose on my hair.  I was facing him and we we're tangled in the covers.  My legs were wrapped around his waist. His arms were wrapped around my neck.  Oh yeah, we were also making out intensely. Ezra was playing with my hair,  curling it around his fingers.  I decided it was time to make a move.  I tilted  my head to the right and slid my tounge into his mouth.  Ezra responded fiercly and slipped his tounge into mine. I let out a loud, low moan and made a jerking motion in my pelivis. Ezra let out a moan that caused my heart to race and it told me that he wanted more.
   I rapidly started unbuttoning his shirt as he began to take off my crop top. By now we had stopped kissing and roamed each others bodies. I began to tug on his pants.
   "Wait." Ezra said to me. He got up from the bed and went into the bathroom.  He came out with nothing on but some red and gray American Eagle boxers. Damn, I thought, some ones been working out.
   "You like?" He asked innocently.
   "Hell yeah!" I said opening up the covers for him to join me back in the bed. While he was in the bathroom, I took off my tutu and was only in a skimpy, pink lace Victoria Secret thong.
   "I love you." Ezra said wrapping his arms back around me. I nodded as my legs wrapped comfortabley around his waist. I melted into him and his body warmth engulfed me.
   "Tonight was fun. " I muttered kissing him on the nose. Ezra laughed.
   "I was just getting started." He laughed again as he started pulling my thong off.
"Wait, what" I said in confusion.

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