Cameron: You and Cameron were at his house, watching a film. You had been looking forward to this night for awhile you were hoping to get a little alone time with Cameron since he got back from a small trip with the others.
Instead he was keeping his distance from you on the couch
with a blanket in his lap and bitting his cheek. He looked annoyed by you, but you were to scared to ask.
Finally, you asked. "Cam, why don't you want to cuddle with me?" He looked at your for awhile, shaking his hand and muttering, "If I do, I won't be able to stop myself."
"Stop yourself from what?" You asked.
Cameron took his eyes off the screen and tossed the blanket away, climbing a top of you and pressing your lips together. You gasped, but kissed him back getting excited. You didn't think Cameron wanted this, but apparently he did. He kissed down your neck, letting his lips trail across your collarbone. You sighed, tangling your fingers in his hair.
You tugged at his hair, bringing his lips back up to yours. Your hands tugged his shirt, letting him know that you wanted his shirt off.
He sat up, his knees on either side of your waist. He took it off, tossing it onto the chair across the room. He kissed you again, sliding his hands up and down your waist.
He slid off your shirt and then fiddled with the edges of your shorts before unbuttoning them and sliding them down your legs. You flipped the two of you over, straddling him. Instantly he placed his hands at your waist, gently encouraging you two grind against him.
Just as he was about to
slide your underwear down the door swings open to each of the boys.
"Holy shit!" Hayes says as he sees the two of you.
Nash pushes him out the door, telling him he was too young.
"Nice boobs Y/N." Nash winks just to irritate Cameron. Cam jumped up, pushing Nash out the door and slamming it closed. He sighs looking at you as you begin to laugh.
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