Behind the Scenes [Camren Fanfic]

Chapter 7: Taxi

(a bit of smut  in this chapter read at your own risk)

The taxi parked near Lauren’s house. Camila was still sleeping in Lauren’s shoulder, Lauren tapped Camila’s shoulder to wake her up. “Camila, we’re now here.” Lauren said. She knew Camila was know awake and she was just pretending to be asleep. “C’mon Camila we need to get out things and have our sleepover.” Lauren complained at Camila who was still playing with her. Camila was now grinning. “Babe don’t play with meee...” Lauren complained again. Camila bolted up and asked , “What did you just call me?” “Ba-“ Lauren was cut-off by the taxi driver shouting, “ARE YA GETTING OUT OR NOT??” Camila headed outside the taxi and grabbed their bags and headed to Lauren’s front door. As Lauren reached Camila she asked again, “What did you just call me earlier?” “Babe, why wha-“ Camila kissed Lauren and pinned her by the front door. The kiss was fierce and passionate, their tongues asking for domination. Lauren didn’t know why Camila was doing it but she liked it at the same time she felt uncomfortable the fact that they were in a public place just outside enough to be seen.

As Camila pulled away from Lauren, she started sucking on her neck. Lauren sent out moans but she tried to keep it as quiet in case the neighbors or some stranger walking by might hear them. “C- Cam- Camila we should take this inside.” Lauren said in between moans. “I can’t because I’m not the person who has the key.” Camila replied as she continued to kiss Lauren's neck leaving marks on it.

Lauren turned around from Camila facing the front door reaching for the key in her pocket. Camila placed her hands on Lauren waist and placed her head on her shoulder and started kissing Lauren’s neck again. As Lauren found the key, she unlocked the door and they both went inside. “Camila get our bags first outside.” Lauren ordered. Camila released her arms Lauren waist and hurriedly went outside to get their bags. Camila placed their bags inside and walked up to Lauren and whispered, “upstairs, at your room.” Then Camila left and walked upstairs.

Lauren clearly knew where this was going. Surely Camila knows where Lauren’s room was because of the number of times she’s been in her house.

                Lauren made her way upstairs then to her room. As she entered, she no sign of Camila until the door closed itself and Lauren felt two hands reached for her hips.