Demaria x Logan

ITS ABOUT TO BE SMUTTY

           Logan looked down at his phone with a text from Demaria placed on the top of the notifications
"Heyyyyyy i'll see you in 5."
He licked his lips nervously and ran his fingers through his hair with a look of fear etched across his face. This is it.

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       Logan pulled back the dark curtains he placed in the windows (hoping things go well tonight). Peeking out of the small space he saw Demaria walking up to the house. Why does he look so calm? Oh right, he doesn't know. The fear rose and a knot tied into his chest. His mind trailed off full of all the dirty things he wanted to do. He at first didn't hear  Demaria knock downstairs. He slammed the curtain shut and ran quickly down the stairs and towards the front door. Demaria knocked loudly one more time before Logan built the courage and slowly turned the door knob. Demaria noticed something was different with Logan and observed his behavior. He looked up and down at Logan seeing what traits were out of order. As Logan saw his cheeks flushed with color. Demaria looked away and it brushed over slowly. As Demaria looked back, a sly look covered his face. Logan raised an eyebrow and gave a deep gaze over into Demarias eyes. Without a word, Logan turned over and trailed upstairs and into his room. Without hesitation, Demaria followed.