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CHRISTMAS AND NEW YEAR BONUS

Alright so, first I'm sorry, I know I'm late but this smut is really not that bad so yay.

Second, I hope you enjoy it!!!! It took me about three hours to write it so yeh, I mean I literally put god in this, blasphemy as eff 

Lastly: THIS IS NOT PART OF THE STORY, IT IS JUST HERE AS A THANK YOU-ISH THING, COS WE'RE AT 4.3K AND IM SO GRATEFUL, THANK YOU SO MUCH! BUT THIS CHAPTER DOESNT FOLLOW THE PLOT. AS YOU MIGHT HAVE UNDERSTOOD, THIS BONUS CHAPTER CONTAINS MAJOR SMUT SO IF YOU CANT READ IT, DONT BOTHER :) 

i have no idea why tf it was all in capital letters. Enjoy! :) Vote and comment and stuff 

Contains 2 different POVs

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Clare's POV

I had one week left and I hadn't touched my homework. Elias was off to the mall for the last sales period and here I was. Sitting at his dinning table, digging deep into Oedipus Rex. He had asked me if I wanted to go with him but I begged my mind not to fall to temptation. Right now, I was regretting that decision.

Soon enough, I heard an engine roar. I instantly lock my phone and grab my pen, staring at a piece nearly blank paper. The door opened after several minutes and I turned to face him. He had mountains of bags in either of his big hands.

"What the hell?" I chuckled as I got up and helped him with the rather heavy bags.

"You couldn't come shopping so I thought I'd buy you stuff you'd like." He shrugs before closing the door behind him.

My smile stretched on my face as I dropped the bag on the couch and ran to hug him. "You're so thoughtful, it's cute."

He simply rolls his chocolate brown eyes at me. "You're welcome."

My arms were snaked around his strong body as he lowers his head to leave small pecks on my lips.

"I'm bored." I huff as I let go of him.

"Yeah? Did you finish your homework?" He says while making his way to the kitchen.

"Yes, daddy." I speak lowly, rolling my eyes at myself, I was obviously lying to both myself and him.

Fact is, I can never do my homework like a week before due. I always do it the night before which is really fucking bad.

I march to the kitchen and lean into the door frame, watching my man as he bends and stretches to put everything he just bought into the right cupboards.

"You're hot." I comment, not moving from my spot.

"I know." He replies as his big hand grabs the soda cans that are to be put in the fridge.

"Are you nearly done?"

"Kind of-" He starts but I cut him off.

"Good. Meet me upstairs." I order before rushing to the bedroom.

I waste no time in opening the drawer that was assigned to me, pulling out a pair of black laced undies. I walk to the attached bathroom, closing the door behind me before getting rid of my boring clothes. I slip myself into my new garments, I ruffle my hair and walk out of the bathroom.

As if on cue, he swings the door open and his reaction was as priceless as I was expecting.

"What-uh, wow. You look-amazing." He stutters before closing the door behind him.

I walk to him and harshly push him against the white wooden door. "Ouch. What was that for?" He chuckles.

My lips find their way to his and we melt into our embrace. I was in deep, I knew it. I craved every piece of him, everything.