𝔗𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔅𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 • 𝔰.𝔪

[9]

^ somewhat of the mansion im talking about ?
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"May, wake up sleeping beauty."

Soft kisses are peppered all over my jaw and neck, causing me to giggle at the contact.

"Stop, that tickles and you know it." I push Shawn's face away and finally open my eyes to be met with a large building.

I must've had my mouth open because I feel Shawn's finger under my chin, closing it.

"What place is this?" I continue to stare in awe as I step out of the car and onto the stone driveway.

I snap out of it and help Shawn carry a few bags, only a few, he wouldn't let me carry anymore.

"This is our grandpas house!" Eliot's bubbly personality shines through.

He grabs his spiderman action figure and races up the driveway to a slim man with salt and pepper hair.

"Greg!" I hear Eliot's voice shout in excitement.

I sneak a bag from the trunk without Shawn looking and wait for him to close the trunk.

We walk together up the long driveway and Shawn wraps an arm around Greg's neck.

"Hey, Greg! How've you been?" Shawn greets him with a smile.

Greg pulls a fat cigar out of the front pocket of his suit with both their backs turned to me.

"I've been doing amazing! Making money, going to strip clubs—"

"Can I go to a strip club?"

"No, Eliot."

Their conversation continues on as they catch up with each other's lives with laughs and snorts leaving their mouth. It's soon interrupted by my obnoxious sneeze and my nose twitches afterwards.

I look up slowly when the conversation comes to a halt and I'm met with Shawn and Greg peering over their shoulder.

"Excuse me?" I say, or ask actually, nervously.

Greg shakes his head and smiles with his body turned fully towards me and arms open.

"Hi there sunshine, call me Greg! Who's this, Shawn?" Greg captures me in a welcoming hug and puffs a few clouds.

"This is May, my girlfriend."

"Actually, I'm not his girlfriend." I add quickly.

You should be though.

"Wait, so you guys together or not?" Greg moves his hand back and forth between us.

"Yes."

"No."

Shawn rolls his eyes and nods his head anyways to Greg who chuckles at our behavior.

"Whether you're his girlfriend or not, welcome May. I'll call someone to get your things." Greg tries to walk us into the house but I stop.

"No, that's alright. I can carry this my own." I grab the bags on the floor and Greg's shocked expression turns into a happy grin.

We all walk into the large house with Shawn occasionally asking me if I need help, and soon we walk up the stairs with Greg leading us up to one of the many bedrooms.

"Here's your room, May." Greg opens up the heavy door and a gasp falls from my lips.

A big King sized bed lays flat in the middle of the spacious room as one of the walls is just a huge window. A huge tv hangs on the empty, cream colored walls and the carpet is as fluffy as my relationship with Shawn.

This carpet is as soft as Shawn's lips, and that's pretty darn soft.

"Shawn, you know where else to sleep but if, uh," he flickers his eyes between us with his eyebrows drawn in confusion," just come downstairs after you guys unpack."

He waves us off and scurries down the long staircase.

Eliot stares up at us before shrugging and walk in away to one of the other rooms.

Shawn clears his throat and darts his tongue out to wet his lips. "I'll just unpack in here—"

I block the doorway with my arm and shake my head with a playful smirk.

"There's plenty of other rooms here, from what I can see." I shrug and watch him give me a look.

"You're funny." Shawn drops all the bags from his arms and charges at me, throwing me over his shoulder.

Shawn lets out a loud 'woo' before tossing me on the bed, later climbing on top of my laughing body.

"You're with me now sweetheart." Shawn says in a funny voice.

"Please, don't ever do that voice again." I cup his face and pout at him.

"Anything for you, May." Shawn stares at me intently and I feel like there's more meaning behind that sentence.

Shawn starts to lean in, so I do so as well until his soft lips meet mine. Our lips move perfectly together and I feel Shawn crawl more onto me.

He disconnects are lips and I whine with the feeling no longer there but soon gasp when he places them on my neck.

"Tell me when to stop, May." He whispers into my ear.

I run my hands along his back and keep them on his waist as he nibbles at my collar bone.

His crotch grinds across mine and he immediately stops with a pleasurable and guilty expression plastered across his face.

"I swear, that was an accident." I chuckle at his reaction and move my hand up to his lips, tracing them.

He watches me with dazed eyes and grabs my wrist, kissing the palm of my hand.

"We should–um, oh my god."

My lips attach to his neck and I suck lightly at the skin, leaving a small love bite as he keeps his face buried in my neck.

Catching him off guard, I push him off of me and sit up with a playful smile.

Leaving a kiss to his pink cheek, I hop out of the bed and head downstairs to make friends with Greg.

**

Just a quick chapter

They went from Laughlin, Nv
To L.A, California

Do you think moving with Shawn so easily was a good idea?

On a side note, I'm ticked that school starts soon wtf.
I blinked and it's already August.

Sigh

(Random question but, do you guys like/want smut? Something more advanced than a love bite?

Or keep it fluffy and just make out sessions?)

Thank you human being for reading chapter 9 ;)