Homebound → Fortnite [COMPLETED]

| chapter thirty-three |

WARNING: There IS smut in this chapter, if you're uncomfortable with sexual talk, please skip all the way down to where it ends. ❤️❤️

{Narrator's POV}

"You seemed ready for me, what changed?"

That tone of voice sent the female through a rollercoaster of thoughts, some being alright, the others downright unpleasant.

She stared at him with wide eyes, his smirk not leaving his face. She seemed trapped. But, what would it matter?

(y/n) didn't care, if it meant- nvm.

"I.. Uh.." (y/n) started to tremble, her thoughts racing more and more through her head. She wanted to just attack the male with affection, but she didn't know if he was joking or not.

Drift rolled his eyes and whispered into her ear one more.

"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"

"Fuck you." She said low, the redness only becoming bigger and bigger onto her (s/c) cheeks. Drift chuckled and walked toward HIS room, laying the girl down.

"What'll it be, princess?" His arms crossing over his bare chest, (y/n) wanted to cover and hide, the overriding embarrassment she felt as he stood over her.

"Don't call me that." She hid her face from him, he chuckled and pulled her hands away from her face.

"What do you want to be called then, (y/n)?" His voice sending more and more shivers down her spine, she felt the heat radiating off of his chest and hands.

"(y-y/n).. I like the way you say it." She gulped, the male nodded and slowly straddled the female on the bed. Her cheeks radiating so much heat it could literally be a fireplace running.

"You know, (y/n)." Drift started, she looked up at him and raised her brow in confusion. He smiled and leaned toward her ear.

"You're extremely adorable when you are embarrassed."

"T-Thanks, Drift." She stuttered, the continuous feelings hitting her hard. He took notice and once again, that devious smirk came across his face.

"I'll only act on it, if you give me permission."

"I-" (y/n) started, Drift titled his head to the side, that goddamn smile killed her.

She just wanted to fuck him already. But she's too afraid to say so.

"Please." was all the female mustered out, that gave Drift the okay to do his dirty deeds (😉)

"Let me know, if I start to hurt you. That's not my intention, (y/n)."

She nodded and pulled him closer, she finally felt that pang of confidence in her body to go on with it.

After all, you have to make the best of this cartoon hell, right?

"Ah, you're really tempted for this, aren't you?" He asked, lifting her up to his eye level. (y/n) had the look of temptation on her face, she wanted him, and she wanted him BAD.

"Don't keep me waiting, stop being a goddamn tease." (y/n) groaned at the blonde, his chuckle sent the all too familiar shivers down her spine.

"If you insist, (y/n)."

He turned his body so he was the one on top of her once more, his body touching against (y/n)'s, Of course things always start off with the simplicities.

Drift slammed his lips onto hers, she didn't hesitate to kiss back. They laid there for what felt like forever, making out on the bed.

It was the great start to the madness.