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Suck It Baby!

(Last chapter was a little down. Sorry, it's because I was listening to sad songs when I was writing it. Here comes the action!)

Roman

I just want to be inside of her.

Yeah, how's that for a nice intro?

"Oh yah, yah, whack me harder! Harder baby, harder!"

I harshly shush her. "Stop it! We are in a store!"

"Yeah, and you have a massive boner." He smirks and my cheeks go red.

Yah, lets bring her shopping with us, It'll be fun! My wolf fakes enthusiasm.

I thought it was going to be fun. I try to reason with him, but even I am annoyed and a little embarrassed.

I mean, when I thought that it would be fun bringing her, I thought we would have that moment, you know? The moment in all the Wattpad books. The one where they have the best time of their lives, making each other laugh and doing weird pranks. Then right when that moment comes, the moment where they look into each others eyes and BOOM! Kiss.

"We aren't kissing," Lacey hisses at me and I blush. God, I really need to stop thinking about these things.

"No, what you need to do is stop reading those books." Lacey states with a glare. "Didn't I tell you to stop?" She mutters more to herself.

I pick at a lint on my shirt and I try to shrug off my wolf. "I can't," I sigh. "They're addicting."

Lacey gives me a crazy look. "How? What's so crazy about that website anyways?! I mean, it's complete bullshit!" She screams and I shush her. "No. Nobody goes on that site and everyone in your books are fake!" Her hands form into fists once she finishes and she releases an animalistic growl that, quite frankly, turns me the Hell on.

Suddenly, an old, slow and really bored looking man approaches us. He sighs a bored sigh and starts to talk. "Can you guys be quiet?" He sighs again as if it was so mother fucking tiering to say.

Seriously?

Lacey looks at him with hungry eyes. I growl. "Sure," Lacey says lustfully and approaches him. She puts her hand on his shoulder oh so slowly and licks her lips. "I'm so sorry." She whispers into his ear.

The old man shudders and his little buddy rises. Ew, this is just wrong.
A pedophilic smile crosses his wrinkly face. Oh God.

Lacey fixes him as her her eyes glow the reddest I've ever fucking seen. My wolf craves the colours of her eyes. I struggle to keep him from coming out.

The old man goes limp under her stare. Lacey drinks thirstily from his neck and wipes her mouth after she's done.

"Delicious," she says, "the older the better," she adds with a smirk.

I sigh. "Seriously? I just wanted to go trick or treating with you and now I can't."

"What? Why are we trick or treating at a store?"

"Well, we need costumes!"

*

"I can't believe you made us miss Halloween." I grumble.

Lacey ignores my comments and continues to do whatever the fuck she's doing.

Before I'm about to leave the room, Lacey calls me over. "Roman, did you really think that we, totally old people, would be able to go trick or treating?" She asks amusingly.

My face goes really pink as I nod my head slowly. She smirks and gives me a fake disapproving face while moving her index finger from side to side.

"Wait!" She suddenly screams. "How old are you!?"

"Twenty-two." I answer slyly, proud of my age. "What about you, Doll-face?" I ask all cool.

Lacey rolls her eyes. "I don't remember." When I'm about to talk, she cuts me off. "Somewhere near two thousand, or not." She looks up to the ceiling, confusing written on her face as she mumbles numbers and swings her fingers around.

I, on the other hand, am choking. "You are what?!" This is really hard to believe. I'm so young and she's so, old. "But you look like an eighteen years old!"

Lacey stops to look at me. "Well, yeah. I'm not gonna look like an old hag with grey ugly hair who stink up the whole room." She rolls her eyes again. "I don't grow up so fast, you know?" She asks me as if I would actually know the answer.

"Well, I know nothing about you!" Okay, maybe I know a little more about her.

"Yah, you do!"

"Whatever. I'm tired. I'm going to bed."

***

Sorry guys, no sex.

There was a little, teeny, tiny, small and mini scene that my friend, Caroline wrote. It's good.

Yeah, did you have a good Halloween?

Sorry for the slow update. Busy, busy, busy!

Hey Caroline.