Change Me (A Shatter Me fanfiction)...This is my personal version of Ignite me.

What a Gentleman (A Smutty One Shot)

Whoops!!!!  So I am not even going to try and apologize the needed amount of times for leading you guys on, believing that I was going to upload some new content almost a year ago!  That is unacceptable by my part, but the even sadder part is that I have had this draft probably since around then because when I was typing this up (I had it in the notes section on my phone) I barely changed a thing... so hate me, love me, whatever, I FINALLY have that smutty nonsense that I promised oh so long ago.

And I promise all of you guys that this is way better than anything else I have EVER posted on Wattpad.  So please, take off your shoes, make some popcorn, snuggle up and enjoy this magnificent piece of fanfiction literature.........

I give you.... What a Gentleman..... Just to be clear this is definitely a one shot.

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           Aaron Warner Anderson was not an unfamiliar name to commonly float around Columbia's gossip board. As the son of Paris Anderson, the Vice President of the United States of America, his name was already somewhat famous before he had even started his first year. This was from the rumor that sprouted when he arrived for the prefreshman orientation, and it didn't hurt his popularity that he was absolutely, painfully, and unearthly gorgeous.

What did surprise her was that she had somehow found herself in his bed.

He had chased after her that morning being the gentleman he is, from when she left her leather-bound notebook under her chair in their Shakespeare seminar, and he was the only one to notice and be kind enough to return it. He had chased her down till he had found her in a small coffee shop on campus, sitting in the corner reading, not drinking coffee. She could remember how much of a gentleman he was when he offered to buy her a coffee, though she politely refused because she couldn't stand the taste of the bitter drink, he had bought her an herbal tea as a compromise instead, and then proceeded prodding her to take a quick sip of his plain black coffee in which had not even a single packet of sugar.

Warner had then walked her to her next class before saying goodbye and then 'accidentally' bumped into her again on her way out of the building two hours later. But how she actually got to kissing him she was unsure, maybe it was him who first initiated the kiss as it is unlike her nature to do such a thing, but they both felt the unnatural heat radiating through the pressure of their lips pressed against each other, and that was enough for him to practically race with her into his small flat on the edge of campus.

He unwounded her slowly, so painstakingly slowly but he did so with a purposeful grace she had never experienced before, not even with any of the other men she had been with. But Warner had made all those men she had been with look like boys, she had never been with someone whose body was made of as much hard muscle as his, or who turned her on this much. That only made them want each other more in that moment.

His hot and sticky breath against her core made her shiver and writhe with pleasure before his lips had even touched her there, and it was almost embarrassing how fast she came when his bottom teeth grazed her most sensitive spot, she wrapped her thighs so tight around him in that moment she was afraid that she may have hurt him, but he chuckled with his mouth still on her, sending more shivers up her spine.

When he pounded himself into her he made no attempt to start off gentle and ease into the rhythm after she was comfortable, he was too desperate for her and her for him that when she met his trusts with her hips she cried out his name and her nails left scratches down his back. She was left with her bones rattled and heavy eyelids when she collapsed on top of him, falling asleep all too soon with still panting breaths.

Juliette also didn't expect for her to wake up hours later with their naked bodies still snuggled on top of each other under the thin sheets of his comforter. For a moment she wondered if he had fallen asleep as well and that was why the Aaron Warner Anderson was still in bed with her, but she felt his fingertips tracing their way up and down the curve of her spine. She looked up to see his face, almost as if to remind her that it was all real. He was staring up at the ceiling and she couldn't fathom what was going through his mind, but he felt her head move and he looked down at her with his pale green eyes. He looked at her as if she was the moon, and didn't ask her leave.

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