dms: timmy connors

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"you're what?" timmy asked confusedly.

"I'm going with you to california." she said.

"are you serious?" tc asked excitedly.

"yes, god, baby I can't be away from you." she fell into his arms and his hands rested in her waist.

"baby, i love you so much. can you do this? what does your dad think?"

"i snuck away. he doesn't care about me, timothy. it's okay, i love you so much."

"i don't wanna be without you, vanessa. please come with me."

"I love you," she rested her forehand against his and kissed him tenderly.

"I love you too."

"can I ask you something?"

"of course, babygirl. anything."

"will," she paused and sighed, "will you love me forever?"

"yes." he whispered.

"for sure?"

"definitely."

"then i wanna do this, and i wanna travel with you and i want you to make love to me."

"what?" he stuttered.

"i want to lose my virginity to you, because i love you. and you love me, right?"

"yes." he affirmed.

"do it then." vanessa spurred on.

tc looked into her eyes and placed his hand on the side of her pale neck, looking into her greenish eyes. his lips met hers softly, soon he was kissing her as fast as he could, never wanting to let go of her.

his hand found her hair as he tugged at it slightly, making her gasp under his grip. she let her teeth graze his lips making him moan.

"you like it rough, don't you baby?" timmy purred against her lips.

"yes." she softly responded.

"yes, who?" he asked, wrapping his hands tighter into her colored hair.

"yes, i like it rough daddy."

(basically they have sex but I don't wanna write it so sorry!)

in the morning vanessa woke up to her alarm set for her normal school time. their flight time was in three hours so they should probably get up.

"baby," she whispered as she straddled his hips, he was still asleep, "wake up, baby."

"no," he grumbled still half asleep.

"wake up." she said again.

"ugh," he moved his head away from her, "why?"

"because," she said in a singsongy voice, "we're moving to california."

"together?" he asked, opening one of his eyes and glancing up at her.

"yep."

-

the both of them got ready, vanessa sported a pair of soft black jeans, one of timmy's large sweater and her vans. timmy, on the other hand, wore a black button up, khaki pants and a pair of his boots.