AN// WARNING: Sexual actions up ahead.
Not too intense, but still.
*Aaron's POV*
It's been an hour since I got off the phone with Hayden, and I decide to see if I could get her to come over.
Or go to her.
Me:
Hey princess. Can you come over?
Princess:
I'm kinda afraid to drive
I laugh.
Me:
Can I come over?
Princess:
Please do
Me:
Be there soon
I change into a a grey t shirt and black shorts, and run a hand through my hair.
Putting on my shoes, I yell out,
"Be back soon!"
And then head for my car.
Once I reach Hayden's house, I ring the doorbell.
I hear something crash before Hayden opens the door.
"Hi there." I say, smiling at how she looks.
Her hair is a mess, she has mascara under her eyes, and she's still wearing the clothes I got her dressed in.
"Hey." She steps aside to let me in.
"What fell?" I ask.
"A plate."
"Hm."
She leads me upstairs and lays down on her bed.
"I'm so tired. Even after sleeping half the day away."
"It's normal."
"I won't be drinking again any time soon."
"Maybe that's for the best."
I take a seat beside her and she lays her head in my lap.
I play with her hair and she smiles.
"This is something I could get used to."
"Then get used to it." I bend down and kiss her cheek.
"I tried to get cleaned up before you came by. Couldn't find my stupid makeup wipes though."
"Is this it?" I find them under her stack of books.
"Oops. Must have missed that."
I laugh and take one out.
She closes her eyes and I wipe her smudged mascara off.
"You don't even need the makeup."
"Thanks, but I don't do it to look good. More so because it's fun."
"I can respect that."
"Good." She sits up and grabs a hair tie from her side table, and ties her hair up.
"Beautiful." I comment, staring at her.
"You definitely make me feel that way."
"You should probably change your clothes too." I suggest, with a different idea at heart.
She catches on.
"Good idea. You should leave the room while I do so." She teases.
"On second thought, you look great in what you're wearing right now."
She laughs and takes her shirt off.
I don't make much of an effort not to stare.
"Are your parents home?" I ask.
"Nope." She gives me the answer I want.
"Oh." I kiss her bare shoulder.
"Nice try, but no." She gets up.
"Whyyyyyyy?" I exaggerate.
"Not in the mood."
"How could you not be in the mood?"
"Not everyone is as sex crazed as you." She smiles as she puts on a different t shirt.
"Unfortunately."
"But I'm definitely in the mood for this." She leans in and kisses me.
"I wanna touch you." I say when we pull away for a quick second.
"You are touching me." She smirks.
"You know what I mean."
"I know. What exactly are your hands doing right now?"
Playing with her bra strap.
"Oh." I smile.
"Uh huh." She kisses me again.
She rolls on top of me and I hope to god this goes somewhere.
"Thought you weren't in the mood?" I ask.
"I changed my mind. Are you complaining?" She takes off her shirt again.
"Not at all." I grin.
We stay tangled together and I take my shirt off too.
She trails my back with her nails.
I trail her neck with kisses.
"I love you." I say.
"I love you too." She says back.
AN// Hungover sex? Hm.
Once again, an abrupt ending.
I've written way too much smut for my age...
Oh well.
xx
