Alex's POV
"Baby, what's wrong? You've been acting weird since we got back," Mischa asked.
"Oh, Nothing. Your family just scares me." She nodded and I giggled, letting her take my hands and intertwine our fingers. "Like a lot."
"I mean...understandable. They used to scare me," she replied.
I pulled her over to our bed and laid down, making her come with me. I cuddled into her, laying my head on her binded chest. "You should probably take this off," I whispered and grabbed her binder through her shirt. I sat up, letting her take it off, and then laid back down when she was finished.
Mischa shifted to her side and put her arms around me, pulling me closer. "I love you." I giggled and repeated the words. "So, where do you wanna go next week?"
"For what?" She just kinda looked at me.
"Just to go out. Celebrate moving in together," she said, but I could tell there was something else.
"I don't care. You chose," I replied and yawned, wanting to just sleep. She was having sexual dreams last night that kept me up. "Who were you dreaming about last night?"
"Huh," I saw her face turn a little red.
"You know what I'm talking about. Don't play dumb," I said and got on top of her.
"Who do you think?"
"I don't know. Who?" I just wanna hear her say it.
"You," she mumbled.
"What was that," I said and looked down at her.
"You," she replied louder. I smirked and kissed her. "You're such an ass."
"I have a great ass, thank you," I replied sarcastically.
"You're right, although no one needs to know."
"What am I supposed to do about the butt I worked so hard for?"
"Get a butt reduction."
"In your dreams. But, what are you wearing to graduation tomorrow?"
"My black suit." I nodded and got up, going to my closet. I grabbed my black dress and smiled at her. I started taking my clothes off and put it on. She smirked and motioned me over. "You look so hot."
"I know," I replied and turned, showing her my ass. It was a tight, just above the knee length, black, dress. "I love this dress."
"I know why," she replied, looking at my butt.
"You're such a shit," I said and pushed her head away, grabbing her hair in the process.
"I'm supposed to pull your hair."
"Fuck off." I changed into sweats and hung the dress beside my cap and gown.
"You're so feisty today, baby girl. What's up," she asked, genuinely concerned.
"I don't know. I think I'm about to start my period. And I'm horny."
"I mean-," she made hand gestures between us.
"You're such a horny shit," I replied and sat on her lap. She rubbed her hands up and down my thighs, not helping my situation. I tried to press my legs together but she grabbed my knees. "No!"
"Alex."
"Mischa," I mocked and laid down, pressing myself against a pillow.
"You're really going to grind on a pillow when I'm right here?" She laid behind me and pulled me close.
