Puppy Dog Eyes

Sappy

Damon's POV

"I- I can't!"

"Come on, you don't have to resist. Let me pay you back for taking care of me."

"If you don't quit, I'm going to seriously hurt you! Put your damn clothes back on!" I push her face away from mine.

"That's okay. I'm into that, remember?"

She crawled on top of me, attempting to kiss my neck. Sure I was resisting the best I could but it was very hard to keep my composure when she only had her undergarments on.

"Use me, let out all that frustration, I can handle it."

"Did you forget that you were passed out just a few hours ago?!"

"Don't worry about me right now, it's not healthy to stay all pent up." I could feel her brush against me as she wrapped her fists in my shirt.

"I can handle it myself." I huff.

"Please, just the tip is fine." She mewled out.

Even though I was refusing her for her own good, I couldn't help but get slightly brainwashed. Her voice was like music to my ears, it was more like a guilty pleasure.

"I can't Lylah, I'm not going to hurt you again." I wrap my hands around her wrists, yanking them away from me.

"Wait that's why? Not because I'm ugly?"

"Yes and no you're not ugly dumbass. It just really freaked me out when I thought I raped you." I shiver slightly just thinking about the incident with her friend.

"It's all my fault." She whines, placing her head on my shoulder.

"Yes. Yes it is."

"I'm really sorry. I never meant for-"

"Hey don't worry, I'm good."

"Please let me repay you." She kissed my neck a few times.

Damn I can't do it.

"Maybe just a little." I place her hand against the slit of my pajama pants before bringing her face close to mine. "Let's start slow."

"You sure? You know what happened last time you said that." She gave a small giggle.

"Shut up before I kick you out." I guide her hand back and forth against me. "God, why do you have to be so damn irresistible."

"Y-you can't say things like that." She slowly pulls away from me.

"You don't want me to speak the truth? I thought this is what you wanted?"

"You don't understand. If you say things like that I'll get ahead of myself." She looks away from my gaze.

"What do you mean?" I pull her closer by her waist.

"Don't make me fall for you, I don't want to let my imagination run wild and get let down later."

"So why chase me?"

"I wanted you to use me, have fun with me y'know. Now I'm starting to think it's more than that, tell me I'm wrong." She pleads.

"I'm sorry but... it is. Sure I don't have much experience but I'm being serious. I liked that you were so persistent, even though you piss me off a lot."

"You really mean that?" Her eyes are wide with fear.

"Yes. Please don't make me say it again, I'll never say sappy shit if I don't mean it."

Her smile returns as she pushes me down onto my pillows. She got that fond gaze in her eyes, staring down at me.

"So you want to be exclusive?"

"Yes, I'm not sharing you with anyone anymore."

"Okay... boyfriend." Her hand travels in between us once again.

A knock on my door made us freeze in place. "Damon are you in there?"

"Yeah mom, one sec!" I help Lylah find her clothes before opening the door.

"Mom?" I take in her appearance, noticing the makeup smudged around her eyes.

"Damon, I just got a call- they... they found your brother." She sniffles as she hugs me tight.

"What- I'm confused?"

"He's dead Damon."