Heart Of A Fighter

Wild Thoughts

Ashley Judd as Sophia Rider. Imagine her with green eyes 👀

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Although Lavender had told Damien that she was a virgin, he still doubted her until last night. He hadn't paid any attention to if she was really a virgin or not anymore lately as long as she was his but...

It was shocking really!

Everyone was so focused on losing their virginity rather than keeping it these days, besides the twenty-two year old woman with a reputation like hers made it quite hard to believe she was anything but pure, 'innocent' and untouched.

The soft lull of her snores was rather soothing as he drew her sleeping figure. He was just about finished when Lavender shifted, so he placed his work upside down and trotted over to her to give her a morning kiss.

"Morning muffin, how are you feeling?" He shook his head, feeling like a love struck puppy. The feeling oddly delightful and foreign, but he was slowly learning to adjust to it. This is what love really felt like.

She was his high.

The way Damien was staring at her made her sit up. It was a good kind of different and she couldn't quite explain it, but it made her insides scream with utmost glee.

"Sore," she mumbled with a blush crawling up her cheeks, so she averted her gaze to the bed and that's when she saw the heart shaped rose petals on the bed.

She looked around and descried her panties torn and on top of the television.

What? How?

When her eyes found him again, there was a mixture of pride and concern written on his face. "I didn't meant to hurt you."

It wasn't intentional. I just kinda got overly excited, was what he was thinking to himself. But fuck it. She felt too good.

"No baby, I'm sore in a good kinda way. Ummm.....why are you staring at me like that and what is this all about?"

A yawn sneaked its way out after her sentence and her hands shot over her mouth, embarrassed that he got a whiff of her morning breath. She cocked her head further away from him since he was already so close to her face.

Instead of being disgusted, he convulsed in laughter and rolled his eyes. Damien inched closer to her after his laughter subsided, his lips slightly parted and purposely breathing hard into her face.

The action caused her to scrunch her nose in revulsion, and he erupted in another fit of laughter, clenching his stomach.

Celery.

She wrapped the sheets tighter around her as if Damien hadn't already seen everything, putting her foot on his chest to give them some distance.

But being the person he was, Damien swiveled tantalizing lines on her legs all the way up until he was almost where he wanted his hands to be. Lavender yanked her leg from his grasp.

"Damien, answer my question!"

His playful attire vanished and he was serious again. Back to the same Damien she first met with the crinkles on his forehead and lips who formed a straight line. He ran his hands over his face.