Bad Intentions

{28} Earned It

By the way, it gets a little bit steamy at the beginning. Just so you know.
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"Cause girl, you're perfect.
You're always worth it,
And you deserve it.
The way you work it,
Cause girl, you earned it.
-Earned it, The Weeknd
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It was Mid-November, a few weeks after Celia's Halloween party when Scott watched his beauty as she completed an essay for their English. Concentration and dedication was clear on her face as she stared down and quickly wrote on the lined paper, her writing slightly Italic and cursive. He couldn't help but grin to himself as he took in her appearence: high-waisted denim shorts with a crop top and heels. He couldn't help but feel so fucking lucky.

During the last few weeks, him and Cassie had grown stronger and been showing a lot more PDA without feeling any guilt. Their friends had been especially happy since it had been ages since the two had smiled and laughed like they did now. They'd been spending time at the gym downtown together and going on 'cute little dates' as Ava like to call them. He treated her like the Queen she was, showering her with affection and care, showing her new feelings that she'd never felt before.

He laid on her bed on his side, his elbow propped up on the bed and his hand cradling his head as he watched Cassie. She glance over at him and blushed softly when she caught him staring at her, a soft and lazy smile on his face. He didn't even bother covering the fact that he was watching her. She placed her pen on her desk and walked over to him, his arms snaking around her waist as he sat up, pulling her inbetween his legs.

"Essays are boring." Cassandra stated and leaned down as he tilted his head upwards.

"Let's make out for a while." He smirked, his minty breath wavering over her face, shivers rolling down her spine.

"I can't. I have an essay to write," She argued, not convincingly.

He rolled his eyes. "I wasn't asking."

Without waiting for a response, he kissed her roughly and she responded with the same amount of passion. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed him down onto the bed, straddling him as his hands trailed down her body before grabbing her ass, causing her to moan.

Pulling away from her lips, Scott focused his attention on her sun-kissed skin, attacking her neck hungrily with kisses that would create hickeys. Cassie moaned as quietly as she could, throwing her head backwards as he peppered her shoulder and the curve of her breasts with kisses.

Unintentionally, she grounds against him, his groan sending all types of feels down her body. She captured his lips harshly, cupping his face as his hands rested on her thighs, his thumb rubbing her skin softly. Slowly, his hand went to the hem of her crop top and Scott softly tugged it upwards.

Without any complaints, she pulled back and with his eyes locked with hers, she seductively took her crop top off, leaving her just in a navy laced bra. Scott cursed as he took her in, his eyes shamelessly roaming around her upper body. Cassie smirked but soon that smirked slipped away when his thumb grazed over the curve of her breast and into her cleavage.

It was like they were fireworks and once you set them off, they were off. Animalistic features was clear in their diluted eyes as she feverishly kissed him before allowing Scott to invade her shoulder-downwards. He pushed her down onto the bed, towering over her as he kissed her stomach and going up.

"So fucking beautiful," He growled against her toned stomach, evident abs shown from all the workout she did. "And all fucking mine."

She was already turned on and him being possessive didn't help. She arched upwards, eyes fluttered shut when Scott traced the curves of her breasts with his tongue, fireworks exploding at the back of her eyes. Without meaning to, her fingers gripped onto his hair as she moaned out. Scott groaned at the pain, leaving her body and attacking her lips again.