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We parted, panting from our make out session. I notice a little tent in his jeans and chuckle.
"What?" He questions.
"You might need a cold shower, hun." I reply, chuckling at the end. He immediately turns red and gets up, rushing toward the joined bathroom.
"I'll have extra clothes for you when you come out."
"How are you suppose to get clothes when you can't move?"
"Oh, yeah. I temporarily forgot about my current predicament." I say in a posh accent.
He simply raises a brow at me and continues to the restroom.
"I'll get some when I get out." He states over his shoulder. I then hear the door close.
I sit for one minute.
Two minutes.
"You left me with nothing to do!" I shout toward the bathroom door. In return I hear a distant chuckle. I let out a 'hmph' from being so bored. I start humming a tune, it sounded like Titanium. I closed my eyes as I continue to hum. Then I started to quietly sing the lyrics.
"You have a beautiful voice." The sudden voice causes me to jump.
"You sca- I mean, what are doing?" I didn't want him to be able to tease me for get scared.
"What were you about to say?" He quizzed, smirking.
"N-nothing." I just realized he was not wearing a shirt. Yummy.
Get out pervert!
I'm you, hun.
Shut up!
You are talking to yourself, dipstick!
I then realize Laurence is hovering over me.
"What were you going to say Y/n?" He asked again. He started to kiss and suck on my neck, more than likely leaving a hickey.
"I-I d-don't kn-now what y-you're talking about." I stutter out, trying to keep in a moan.
"You sure you don't want to rephrase that?"
"P-positive."
"Hm, okay then." He got up and started walking away, leaving me sexually frustrated.
"You tease!"
"Tell me what you were saying and I'll give you more." He smirked.
"You're not allowed to tease me but, you caught me by suprise."
"So, I scared you? Awe, I scared the big bad Y/n?"
"Didn't I just say, don't tease me? Now come here." I demand.
"I just got out of a cold shower, if I hear you moan I'm going to need another."
"Oh, you're just worried that you'll lose control and I get mad at you."
He nods. "Come here, hun. You cross the line I'll let you know, if you continue, then I'll hurt you. I doubt you'll do something after that." I smirk.
He makes his way over to me.
"You know what? You should put at least some boxers on so I can't get too tempted."
"Oh? So I tempt you?"
"Don't even start that bs up in here, I'll pop you right upside the head." He just chuckled.
"There should be some boxers and sweatpants in a box at the bottom of my closet. Don't ask why I have those, I just do. Don't worry they were never worn." He nods and heads to the closet.
"The box beside assassin aquiment?"
My eyes widen. Shit.
"Uhh. Umm. Well, uhh. You see, umm."
"It's fine, I know it wasn't you're fault, it was his. You were only surviving." He said from the closet. Moments later he he walked out with sweatpants and no shirt, not that I was really complaining.
"So, we gonna continue or am I gonna have to tease you some more about getting scared?"
"Are you blackmailing an injured women to make out with you?"
"Well, when you put it like that it sounds awful." He pouts.
I giggle. "Come here."
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Who Knew?! (Laurence X Reader
Fanfiction**TRIGGER WARNING** Completed Y/N started college and had to share a room with Laurence, her middle school crush. Middle school and high school was when she was the goody goody, but when she was 16 she disappeared. Now, she is the one you don't wan...
