Freddie Highmore Imagines

She Stealin'

Written Mon 4th June

After a long day at work, you get ready for bed. You grab your silk underwear and put them on, looking over at the crease in the bed,empty,your eyes go dull as you look down and think of him. You look at yourself in the mirror,the cold air making your hairs stand up.You go to the bed post and pick up one of his blue shirts. Your hands run down the fabric, and you are transported into your memory, one of the happiest. You remember him wearing it smiling, your nose was falling into his dimples and kissing his cheek as he smiled and laughed.His hand gripped around your waist.

You pick it up from the bed post and go back to the mirror, he has been gone so long today,or at least it feels like it. You put on the shirt, the fabric oxidising your body,calming your mind. Do up all the buttons but 2,how you like it. You look at yourself for a second,your comfy,calm but a piece of you is missing. You start to feel like gravity pushing you down, so go to lay in bed and wait for an arrival.There you see Freddie,waiting in the door way like a vampire who hasn't been invited in. Your eyes meet his, a sweet smell surrounds you,like jumping into the ocean. He smirks at you,then takes off his shirt in one swift movement,your locked on his body,you connect the dots like constellations to each of his muscles, moles, hairs, mapping the night sky. You upturn the corners of your mouth, he mirrors it, a perfect reflection. He then sits on the bed in his shorts. Like pray waiting for you to come to him.

Freddie looks at your body,tracing your figure with his eyes as you walk closer to the bed

'I need to stop leaving my shirts around the place'

he says meeting his eyes with yours, smirking slightly. His pronunciation as perfect as he is, every S outlined like a gentle hiss, with each one you fall further into his trap. You lay on the bed, body facing him.

'Whys that?'

you say intrigued, your eyes watch his curly hair rest peacefully on his forehead then move downwards to his blue/green eyes,catching every pigment, his long eyelashes hit his water line. Finally you move down to his lips, watching them carefully as you feel his hand reach the button of your shirt, fiddling with it. His finger hitting it back and forth like a tease, wondering if he will undo it or not. You reach is eyes once more,locked in them this time as his brow straightens, hypnotising you.

He looks down at the button and pulls it closer to him

'because everytime you put one on.....'

his eyes meet yours once more,catching you,

everything is still,

you can feel the air over your face

gravity pulling you closer, inwards.

He holds you there for a moment. Waiting.

'I just want to take it off'

Suddenly, consuming you.

The force is too strong,you fall

into him

in love.

You smirk at him,and he smiles back,matching your movements with his eyes.

Like magnets,you draw in closer,

and finally

he makes the kill.

His lips touch yours gently, you feel like you have fallen into a thousand pillows, feathers flying everywhere, your lips latch onto his,

his arm traces your back and down to the thigh as he lifts it on top of his waist, pushing your back into the bed,

feeling every inch of you,

every hair,

every wave of smell clashing into one another,

infusing the room in love

and lust.

One hand tangled in his hair, feeling every soft lock,your other, tracing his back,connecting the dots between muscles,following the map, then to his ribs up towards his chest,you hold your hand there for a moment, vibrating with his heart beat you finally become one,

you finally give your self to him

and in return

he gives himself to you.

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Okay,i feel like this is good.but.is it?

Comment and tell me if you want more! I haven't written fanfiction in a while as ive been busy with college and school! But ive finally got back into it! I will probably be going over my recent fanfics and editing them to a higher standard. xoxo-gossip girl.

jks.

Okay bye.