I <3 You 4Real

Chapter 15 - Dinner-ish

*Warning: slight smut*

As he hung up the phone, y/n walked up the stairs, smiling as she saw him.

Conner was cooking something, whistling a song as he did so. He was wearing a red apron, and was kinda moving around the kitchen the whole time, with a small grin on his face.

He looked happy, and something told her it hadn't happened a lot, lately.

She got closer, and leaned against the counter, beside him. He stared at her for a second, softly, and then back at the pan.

"So, what's the menu for tonight, chef?"
She joked.

"Oh, well, we have steaks and salad... something simple..." he smirked "You know, I can cook, but like... easy stuff..."

"Yeah, don't worry, same..." she chuckled.

"...Ok, I'm done. Dinner's ready!"

Smiling, he walked out of the kitchen, and put the steaks in their plates. He went back in, left the pan on the counter behind her, and took the bowl of salad, bringing it to the table.

Y/n followed him, and giggled, as he bowed and took out her chair, waiting for her to sit down. As she did so, he bowed again, and quickly jogged to another room, soon coming back with a nice bottle of red wine in his hand.

"Care for some alcohol, miss?" he joked.

"Yes, thank you" she smiled, chuckling.

He poured the deep red liquid in her glass, and gently put the bottle down on the table.

Then he took off the apron, and quickly threw it across the room, making it fall on the counter beside the pan.

"Oook" he said, sitting down in front of her.

"This smells really good, Conn...I can't wait to eat it"

"Thanks!... Well, I hope it tastes as good as it smells..." he said, as he poured some wine for himself.

"I'm sure it will, don't worry" she smiled, slightly blushing as he looked up at her and did too.

He lifted his glass.
"To us!"

"To us" she giggled, as she did too.
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They laughed, talking about anything, as they ate and drank (mostly the second one).

By now, their plates were empty, and the bottle of wine was also about to finish, with just a couple of inches of liquid remaining.

"I'm telling you the truth!" Conner blurred, chuckling.

"That's not possible!" Y/n laughed.

"I swear, it really happened"

"You guys seriously used a Poppy Award to smoke weed?!" she said, shocked.

"Yeah!"

"That's AMAZING!"

"Well, our manager didn't have the same reaction you had, to that..." he smirked.

They both laughed, smiling at each other as they did so.

"...You know, Sarah earlier told me something that was really funny"

"What is it?" he asked, curious.

"...She thinks we're going to... you know..." she tried to make him understand, without saying it.

She didn't feel really comfortable talking about that kind of stuff.

Conner looked at her, confused.
He wasn't really good at guessing, and the alcohol in his veins wasn't helping.

"...I don't get it"

"That thing..." she sighed.

Seeing he wasn't getting any better at that, she mimed it, making a circle with a hand and putting her finger into it with the other.

"Ooooh... you mean sex..."

"Yes!... I mean, how stupid is that..." she giggled.

"Owen and Lawrence basically said that too!" he exclaimed.

"Why do they all think that?!"

"Right?!" He chuckled.

They laughed for a bit, and then a weird silence fell on the room.

"...Do you think..."

"...that they're right?" Conner asked.

"Yeah..."

"I mean, they could... we like each other, after all..."

"Yeah... and you're super hot, so..."

"And you are too!... Like, a lot!..."

"So..."

"Yeah..."

They looked at each other for a moment, both embarassed and flirty.

"...Are we going to?" asked Conner confused.

"Definitely"

Y/n got up from her chair, took his wrist, and carried him across the room, pushing him down on the sofa.

He groaned, as his back hit the cushions, and smirked, seeing her crawl up to him and sit in his lap.

"Oh, that's nice" he chuckled.

"Shut up" she laughed, kissing him.

His soft lips moved, and a small grin appeared on his face, as he quickly sat up a bit, holding himself up with his left arm.

He put his other hand on her hip, gently pulling her closer to him.

Y/n wrapped her arms around his neck, smirking, and started playing with his hair.

Conner bit her lower lip, making her softly moan, as his tongue found his way inside her mouth.

She pushed him down, resting her hands on his hard chest, as his back hit the cushion again, and smirked, feeling his excitement.

He put both his hands on her hips, and started lifting her shirt, making her feel shivers of pleasure, as his cold fingers touched her skin.

He slowly moved his hands up her body, taking it off of her, and stopped kissing her for a second, as she threw it across the room.

"We're so drunk" Conner laughed, breathless.

"I know, right?!"

Y/n smashed her lips on his again, making him moan, as she rested her body on his, getting even closer.

She started pulling up his shirt, and lifed it a little, helped by him, that quickly took it off, dropping it on the ground, as they kept on kissing.

Conner put his hands on her again, softly tightening the grip around her hips, and moved them on her back, caressing her naked skin.

He gently started unbuckling her bra, making her giggle, and, after a couple seconds, he was able to remove it completely.

"I see you're pretty good at this" she panted, chuckling.

"Experience" he smirked.

He slowly moved from her lips, now pecking and sucking her neck, making her head roll back in bliss.

He smirked, and brought his hands down again, stopping on her lower back.

Y/n breathed heavily, closing her eyes, as she felt his warm lips on her skin, and tightened her legs around his waist.

"Conn..." she moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He slowly pulled away, breathless.

"...We should go to my room" he panted.

"Yeah"

A/N :/
Hey guys! What's up?
So... yeah, this is a little smutty, but it had to happen, sooner or later :>
Anyway, hope you liked it :)

- Franx