Enoch O'Connor X Reader

Chapter 5: Interrupted

It starts out simple and romantic; nothing too extreme. As we go along, it gets more and more intense.. I'm not even sure why it feels so good, but it just does.. someone else's mouth exploring yours.. it seems weird when you say it aloud, but there's just something so yes about it, you know?

Somehow along the process I get pinned on his desk, Enoch above me, only stopping our "session" to get a breath. I don't stop him; it feels amazing.

We're interrupted by a loud knock on the door.

"Enoch!"

It's Millard. I had forgotten about them. You can forget about anything when someone else's lips are in yours.

We both look at the door, then at each other. Enoch smirks, then sighs.

"Hold on, I'll take care of it." He whispers to me. I straighten back up from my laying-down position on the desk.

"Yes?"

"Are you.. okay?"

"It sounds like you've been hurt in there!" Hugh is with him too, apparently.

"No, I'm not hurt. Go away."

"Maybe he's sick!"

"I'll go get Miss Peregrine!"

"No! I'm fine really!" Enoch shouts exasperatedly.

"Fine! We won't, but only if you explain the strange noises coming from your room!"

I can't help but chuckle. I don't know why I do- my dignity is in the hands of these young boys!

"Look, all you need to know is that I'm fine, okay?"

If I speak audibly to him, they'd piece together the puzzle, so I decide to use my peculiarity.

Enoch, what do we do?

Hell if I know!

Umm.. I'll think of something!

You might wanna do that a bit quicker..

I can hear Millard groan.

"Fine. You won't tell us about the alarming noises, but tell us why y/n is in there!"

...

How did they know?

That's why I came here in the first place!

Bloody hell.

"Why would she be in here?" Enoch asks Hugh.

"You're a terrible liar, Enoch."

"She came here to ask you if you could send one of your puppets to fetch our ball. I suppose she got caught up in something else.."

"Precisely." Enoch says, trying to seal their believable conclusion.

Suddenly, Hugh gasps.

"I'll bet you that she got caught up in his mouth!"

"Euuuuwww!" Millard laughs. "That would explain the noises!"

I look over at Enoch's face, which is almost as pink as a strawberry.

"Are you kidding? No! We weren't doing anything of the sort!"

I decide to speak up.

"Why would we be snogging? I was simply helping him!"

"Helping him quench his desire for mouth!" Millard shouts that a bit louder than I'd be comfortable with.

"Would you look at who's speaking now?"

"Hugh, buzz off! You too, Millard! Quit it, will ya?"

"Was that a pun?"

"Just go already!"

The boys are silent behind the door.

"Okay.. fine. C'mon, I can't wait to tell Miss Peregrine about this!"

"Boys, wait, please!" Perhaps they'd listen to me?

"Tell the truth then, or I'll send my bees under the door to sting you!"

Enoch puts his hand over his face and sighs.

Oh, joy.

Sorry about all this, y/n.. I'll take care of this, just act like your gathering organs or something.

I do as Enoch says, grabbing an assortment of hearts and placing them on the desk we were once so passionately kissing on. I blush at the thought.

Enoch goes and unlocks the door.

"Look, Hugh, Millard, there's nothing. Nobody's hurt, nobody's--"

"Look at his hair, it's all mussed up!" Hugh interrupts, pointing to the hair I once ran my fingers through during our.. erm.. "session".

"What--"

"So they were snogging!"

"No, we wer--"

"Miss Peregrine!!"

They run off down the stairs, slamming the door in Enoch's face. He looks at me.

Well..

Bloody hell.

We're utterly dead.

"Might as well finish up while we can.." He looks at me mischievously.

"Where were we?"