Changes. (Asa Butterfield)

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I gasped and jumped off Asa, cheeks red. I saw that it was Aramis. Asa got up, shirtless and blushed.

"I'm sorry, but Asa you told me if you don't answer the door then I can just come on in myself, and you didn't answer and-and..."

"Calm down! It's alright." Asa said, putting his shirt back on.

"I'm so sorry, again, I'll leave you guys too it," Aramis blushed and ran out of the room. Me and Asa looked at eachother, then burst out laughing.

"Oh God, his little face!!" I said, holding my stomach, tears of laughter falling.

"I know! I wish I'd took a photo!" Asa replied, laughing too.

We stopped and looked at eachother again.

"Shall we....?" Asa asked, raising an eyebrow perfectly.

"Yeah okay," I said, and I took his shirt off again. We kissed again and he ran his hand up my leg. I liked the feel of it, but didn't want it to lead to something else, so I nudged his hand away. He didn't question and kept on kissing me, while I entangled my hands through his hair.

He started pulling at the end of my shirt and I slipped it off, throwing it across the room. We were now both shirtless, well, me wearing a bra obviously.

A couple of minutes after our make out session, we pulled away breathing heavily and a little bit sweaty.

"That was..." Asa started.

"Amazing." I finished for him.

"I love you, Gemma," He breathed out.

"I love you Asa," I said as he cuddled me and kissed my forehead.

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Guess what, guys? I have 299 reads! Thank you very very very much!

I need a new little friend for Gemma, so I might hold a competition for someone to join the group!

Well, anyway, stay awesome my fabulous Asanators!

-Aliii(: