princess leia | hemmings

02 - tasting you

"hey mike?" i asked. he looked up at me, mid-way shoving a chicken strip into his mouth.

"yeah?" he asked with bits and crumbs falling out his mouth.

"do you know who this luke hemmings guy is?" i asked as i popped a fry in my mouth. michael clifford was his full name. he was my second best friend next to daisy. every since middle school, we've been the three musketeers.

"the one that graduated?" he asked after he swallowed his chicken. i nodded in response.

"uh. not much. but i do know that hes addicted to sex." michael said as he sipped on his coke before speaking again. "and he makes all his lady friends call him daddy."

"daddy?" daisies eyes widened, almost choking on her drink.

"yup. ive overheard wayyy to many details about things i shouldnt know." his nose scrunched up, probably thinking about what hes heard.

"aw poor mike. hes been traumatized." i laughed.

"honestly, i lowkey am." he said, looking serious. "anyways, why do you ask about him?" michael dunked another chicken tender in ranch, shoving it in his mouth.

"the other day when i was leaving school, he bumped into me and he was saying all these disgusting things. then, i take grey and matthew to get ice cream and it turns out that he works at baskin robbins." by the time i finished speaking, i had to take a deep breath because i didnt breathe during that whole thing.

"he works at baskin robbins?" he laughed out loud.

"yes!" i laughed too. "its sad isnt it?"

"totally." he said and we both laughed. daisy wasnt however.

"lets go get ice cream today. i wanna see him." she said with her cheeks heating up.

"dase, are you serious? you want that? hes honestly a pig." i scoffed, getting annoyed just thinking about him as i put another fry in my mouth.

"what?!" she asked but right as i was gonna rant to her, the bell rung. i just sighed, holding my tongue and getting my tray.

"so are we going?" michael asked.

"i guess." i groaned, already dreading to go.

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"leia, you go. ill just wait here." daisy said as we sat in my car. i turned my head at her, sending her a look that said you gotta be fucking kidding me.

"I DRIVED YOU HERE SO YOU CAN TALK TO HIM. NOT ME." i banged my head against the steering wheel. it ended up only being daisy and i because michael needed to cover someones shift at gamestop last minuet.

"but im scared." she said softly, watching him from my car.

"to be honest, he wouldnt know the difference between fucking a tree and a human. you can do it." i said watching him too. he was the only one there it looked like he was carrying in new tubs of ice cream and trading out old ones in the freezer. wow he must pretty strong.

"just mention me or something." she pleaded, giving me puppy dog eyes. i sighed, getting out of the car.

"what flavor?"

"strawberry swirl." she smiled, shouting i love you five million times as i walked away from the car. i pushed open the door, making the bell ring.

"welcome to-oh hello princess. what makes you come back so quickly?" he smirked, grabbing a cup.

"my friend likes you. can i get a strawberry swirl on a cone and-"

"mint n chip in a cup. i remember." he cut me off, smirking.

"yeah..." i trailed off, looking at him, he was looking right at me. "anyways, will you talk to her? or send her nudes or text her i dont know." i sighed.

"where is she?" he asked.

"in the parking lot. in my car." he poked his head up and searched for a girl and he saw her pink hair.

"to be honest, i want you rather then your little friend, princess." he said, scooping my ice cream.

"sorry but im not up for grabs." i said.

he sighed and looked at me. "why dont you just accept that you enjoy talking to me baby." luke beginning to scoop daisys ice cream now.

"i dont enjoy it. i didnt even want to come here in the first place." i bluntly said.

just like yesterday, he added up the two ice creams. "five sixty-nine, baby girl." he smirked at me. "take it as a sign."

"just take the fucking money. keep the change." i rolled my eyes, taking my ice cream and heading for the door.

however, has slick as i was trying to be, my feet decided to say yeet and let myself look like a total flop. because i tripped on my own feet, ice cream falling all over me.

"oh shit. are you okay?" luke asked, hopping over the counter to my side.

"im fine, im fine." i stood up, ice cream dripping all over me. luke stared at me, biting his lip. is he seriously turned on by this?

"come with me, we have water in the back to wipe it off." i walked, carefully, behind him. he took me to the back were employees went.

"theres the sink. let me get you some paper towels." he said and went deeper into the back. i turned on the facet, getting water and slashing it on my shirt and jeans.

luke came back a few seconds after with a hand full of paper towels. "thanks." i said quietly and tried to take out the mint green and pink stains on my shirt.

"wait, face me." he said. i looked at him. luke wet a paper towel he had in his hand. he moved close to me, just like last time when he helped me pick up my things.

the cold paper towel was pressed against my skin as he rubbed gently over my neck. "you probably taste yummy now." he whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my back. wait what?

i couldnt come up with anything bitchy to say so i just stood there, staring at him. "let me see." he said even quieter. next thing i knew his lips were in contact with my neck. his warm wet tongue, swiped across my skin.

WAKE UP LEIA

my eyes widened and i pushed him away. "what do you think youre doing you pervert." i spat and shut the water off.

"seeing if you tasted sweet. and you do, princess." he smirked. i threw my paper towels at him, heading towards the exit.

"wait! dont you want me to give you new ice cream?" he called, chasing after me.

"no." i said and pushed the door open and left.

as i walked with ice cream all over me. i was screaming at myself in my head for feeling a bit wet down there.