Delinquent (Marshall Lee x Reader)

Part 26

The next day came with the chirping of birds and sun peaking through the blinds like some damn disney movie.

I groaned and turned over, coming face to face with a pair of huge eyes staring at me like they hadn't blinked in hours. I let out a terrified scream and my body freaked, pushing the figure away from me and scrambling to sit up.

Wh-where am I? Oh...OH. Marshall was dying of laughter at my reaction. "Oh my glob, Marshall I almost had a heart attack!"

He just kept laughing. "I've never seen someone so startled in my life."

Still recovering from my adrenaline rush, I got hit with a bought of playful energy. Taking advantage of the fact that his eyes were closed from laughing, I picked up a pillow and smacked him with it. In the face. Forcefully.

He abruptly stopped laughing and grabbed the pillow. "You've made a grave mistake, young lady."

Knowing what was coming, I tried to get out of the bed, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to lay back down, bringing the pillow down on me in the same motion.

I brought my free hand up and blocked the blow, pushing him back. He tilted over, but because he still had hold of my wrist, he was able to swing on top of me and pin me. "Gottcha." He smirked condescendingly.

He was holding both my hands down above my head, with his knees on either side of me. He began lowering his head towards my neck.

"Wha-what are you doing?!"

He was so close I could feel his breath hot on my skin. "You asked for it, sleeping beauty."

His lips grazed the flesh above my collar bone, and I swear I could feel his long canines nip the skin. He left an open mouthed kiss just below my ear, moving upward.

I let out a jagged sigh and let my head fall back, pretending to be complacent. As soon as I knew he was distracted, I twisted one arm inward to break his hold on my wrist and swung my leg over his hips, flipping us both over with my momentum. In less than a second, I was sitting on top of him, pinning his wrists down just as he did to me.

He looked genuinely bewildered and I couldn't help feeling satisfied. "I win."

"How did you do that?!"

"Just a simple self defense move. I'm not completely incompetent."

"You interrupted our moment!" he pouted. "And you're...sitting on something."

I blushed with the realization that I was straddling his lap, but refused to move. "You're just mad that I won."

He didn't respond, we just stared each other down, both defiant. I tried to keep myself from oggling at his beautiful pale skin contrasting his dark brows and lashes. Carved cheek bones. Half-lidded eyes that seemed to be looking...not at my eyes, but my mouth.

His tongue darted out to lick his lips, and my eyes followed the movement. His lips moved to form the words: "Oh, really?"

In one swift motion, he twirled his arms inward, breaking my hold and forcing me to sit up. I moved to get off of him, but he sat up too and gripped my hips with both hands, keeping me firmly seated on his lap, and crashed his lips onto mine. The kiss was sudden, his mouth moved fast against mine. Warm lips made my sleepy body melt, and after my initial shock, I closed my eyes and gave into the kiss. His tongue invaded my mouth almost immediately.

His hands gripping my hips pulled me impossibly close to him, and I was reminded of our compromising position. He made a growl like noise and his lips moved down to my neck. I threw my head back and tangled my fingers in his hair, letting him have at it. He sucked and nipped at the skin. It felt better than it should have, better than I could've expected. I felt like I was on fire. One of his hands traveled under my shirt and I gasped at the skin-to-skin contact. His lips worked on a particularity sensitive spot under my ear, and I let out a loud moan. My mind was too lost to feel embarrassed and I pulled on his hair, bringing him ever closer, not caring that he was probably leaving a mark. He was basically groping my ass, grinding his hips up into mine.