Nobody's Home (Dahvie Vanitys fan fiction)

Lung Assults

Sia’s pov. 

I can’t believe i was sitting on the Jayy von Monroes lap, getting fed. Ad least he wasn’t feeding me anymore, I was allowed to hold the damn dough of evil myself. Yay.

I wiggled arond a bit, it was uncomfortable as hell you know. Jayy tighten his arm around my waist. I wiggled my butt around in his lab some more and his arm grabbed my hip and he led out a VERY sexy moan. I froze. I dropped the fucking food and turned my wide eyed face slowly back at the tattooed tows whom  I was unwilligen sitting on. I looked at his beard face with wide eyes, like that fucking smiley O.O, and he looked as me so. 

We were both awkwardly silent just staring at each other. 

After what seemed like hours, we both snorted like madmen and laughed our asses off. Jayy’s overly gay laugh humored me so badly that i could not stop my laughing. I cramped together, my hands on my stomach and bended over, in an attempt to stop the assault on my lungs and stomach. Suddently the floor came crashing my way and my head screamed at me. Although it hurt like a motherfucker, it only resulted in my laughter getting worse. Jayy’s too. Mother of Satan. I rolled around, now laying on my tummy. I buried my face in the carpet and suffocated my laughter. 

My laughter died out and so did The Towers. I still had my mouth and nose buried in the fluffy carpet, so soft and ticklish around my nose. Breathing was getting harder, but that was comforting to me. A voice screamed far away in the distance. It sounder concerned. 

Why? The feeling of breathlessness was relaxing as ever. I felt hands on my waist as the world tuned black.