Adyms POV;
"You're horrible." She mumbles, putting the jumper on and pulling down her short shorts.
"You love me." I chuckle, following behind her as she wonders to the counter.
"What do you want?" She asks, looking in the cupboards.
"You." I smirk, holding her waist. She stays still for a moment, biting her lip.
"Editable, something I can make." She rolls her eyes.
"Hungry can I have two meanings." I laugh, turning her around and looking down at her.
"Yeah well, I'm also hungry. Meaning I want food, not your dick." She rolls her eyes once again and spins back round.
"You want it really." I smirk, moving closer to her and kissing her neck from behind.
"S-seriously Ad, what do you want?" She stutters, holding my hand.
"I've already told you." I mumble into her neck, kissing down her shoulder while moving the jumper out the way.
"Can I have like pancakes first?" She speaks, looking at me.
"No." I smirk, pulling her back. She giggles quietly, pulling her back to the couch.
"This isn't fair..." she pouts, looking up at me as I push her back, gently, onto the couch.
"Life isn't fair but I'm not complaining." I look at her lips as I climb on top of her.
"You were before..." She mumbles. I roll my eyes and move my hand down to her stomach, using the other one for support.
"Where were we...? Pancakes, yes." She moves to get up but I pin her back down.
"Don't think so princess." I smirk, holding her hands above her head and kissing her neck.
"I'm hungryyyyyyy." She giggles, making me chuckle against her neck.
"And so am i." I growl, biting her neck.
"Fuck Adym..." she moans quietly, moving her body up against mine.
"Should I stop?" I smirk, pulling back.
"Should you fuck." She giggles, moving her hands and pulling her shorts down.
"What do you want me to do?" I look down, as she pulls her knickers down too.
"Lick me, daddy." She looks up at me.
"No need to ask twice..." I smirk, rubbing her clit gently.
"D-don't Adym." She groans, starting to get wet.
"Wet already...?" I growl. Moving down, I put one of her legs over my shoulder as I forcefully shove my tongue in. She arches her back from the sudden shock.
"Fuck..." she moaned, gripping my hair and pulling it.
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"You know, we should stop doing this for a bit..." she says, emphasising 'this' as she makes pancakes.
I laugh slightly and look up from my phone. "You couldn't cope." Smirking, I look back down at my phone, sat at the breakfast bar.
"Well I could." She giggle, placing the pancakes on a plate, walking towards me as she wears short shorts and my jumper.
"Thank you." I speak, taking the plate off her.
"When is too early to put Christmas decorations up?" She asks, sitting on my lap.
"Now." I say, with a mouth full.
She smacks my leg and smiles. "I'm in a Christmas mood." She grinds widely as she looks over at the pile of bags in the cupboard.
I look over confused then it hit me.
"Looks like your mum is too." She giggle, seeing part of the Christmas tree.
"She loves Christmas." I smile. "Favourite time of the year in this house." I bite my lip at the memories.
"Oh my god Baby?!" She jumps quickly, turning toward me.
"What?" I look over confused once again.
"It's our first Christmas together." She squeals and kisses my cheek.
"Oh god." I mumble, finishing my pancakes.
"Oh, thanks for that." She pouts. Turning to me.
"I expect a big ass breakfast and lots of kisses in the morning then." I stand up, forcing Amy to get up.
"Papi?" She pouts, jumping on my back.
"Oh I do like that..." I laugh, pulling her up.
"Would you ever have children?" She rests her chin on my head as I walk and put the plates in the sink.
"Well Sawyer has Sophie and she seems like a pain in the arse. I'd rather not. After you have a kid, your social life goes out the window and yeah..." I say, walking to the couch and placing Amy on it. She stands on the couch awkwardly as I turn around.
"So... you don't want a kid?" She looks confused.
"Not really." I shrug, putting my hand on her waist. She goes red slightly and steps off the couch. "Why?" I raise an eyebrow, following her.
"I think I'm pregnant?" She questions herself and looks at me.
I stare blankly at her then take a quick glance at her belly and shake my head quickly.
"Great prank." I laugh, clapping. "You had me for a second then." I roll my eyes.
The serious expression lay on her Amy's face did not move. My smile slowly drops and I look down at my feet.
"What makes yo-"
"I've been throwing up loads and i don't feel right. I've missed a period and-" she breathes in heavily and bites her lip.
"Have you taken a test?" I look up and see a tear falling down her face.
"No. I'll have to go buy one now." She wipes her tear and grabs her purse.
"I'll come with you." I grab my jacket.
Amy's POV
"I don't want you too..." i shove my shoes on and walk out the door, slamming it slightly.
Walking down the road towards the shop, my heart was beating so fast. So many questions were running through my head.
What if I am pregnant?
What about college?
What about my mum?
What about Sarah?
Is Adym even ready? He can't even make his own breakfast for Christ sake! Of course he isn't.
As I push the door open, the bells goes of, signifying that someone came in. I tuck my hair behind my ear and head towards the tests. The nappies and baby food was just surround me. I grabbed a box quickly and paid. Rushing home, I didn't want to take the test.
I head upstairs, straight to the bathroom, locking the door instantly. I feel myself getting hotter by the second.
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"Baby?" Adym, speak knocking on the door.
"I'll er- be out in a second." I bite my lip and look down at the test.
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Baby girl...
FanficWhen a new guy moves across the road, he comes over and asks you out for tea with your mum. Taking things quick, Adym and Amy tackle many obsticles while trying to enjoy their younger years.
