He Tastes Like Skittles

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Does anyone know how much I've updated today, I've lost track. not trying to be all braggy, but I want to know so I can go for even more updates tomorrow.

Layla's POV:

Warm, I never wanted to leave, I snuggled closer to the warmth. Why was it so warm? I had no idea. But all that mattered was the warmth, but was it weird that my warmth had a heart beat? Yes, it's very weird. Doesn't matter, I'm a weird person anyway. But my enjoyment didn't last long because my warmth started moving.

"Your mine, stay still." I mumble squeezing my warmth.

My eyes snap open when my warmth growls, okay yea I'm crazy. Im pulled out and on to someone's surprisingly comfortable lap. My eyes meet with black grey eyes, but our eye connection is cut off when his soft, warm lips meet mine.

I was shocked, my first kiss is being stolen by this sexy god! I didn't even know if I'd be any good at it, its now or never. I wrap my arms around his neck tangling my fingers in his dark locks before kissing back with just as much passion. But that didn't last long before he started dominating the kiss, his tongue traced my bottom lip but I denied him entrance. I guess he didn't like that because he slips his hands down to my ass giving it a squeeze. I squeak at his action taking that as an opportunity and slips his tongue in.

He tastes like skittles, weird right, nope delicious! (Holy snicker doodles I'm weird!) he was exploring my mouth, our tongues fighting for dominance, I totally let him win. Haha nope I lost.

Wait, what am I doing?! He's a dog-wolf-thingy, without thinking I push him back. He obviously didn't like that because he growls tightening his hold on me.

"I-I don't even know your name." good accuse right, not.

"I thought you would've figured it out by now," he takes a lock of my brown hair twirling it in his fingers,"I'm Reth."

My mouth hung open, "no he's so little and you're so..."

"I'm so big, maybe in some places." he smirks as blush spreads up to my cheeks.

"Now," his eyes turn back into that golden yellow color," where were we?"

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