Bowie [J.Cook]

Robin

❛ ━━･❪ 🚬 ❫ ･━━ ❜

I wake up the following morning wrapped in somebody's arms.

I groan and wiggle around a bit, trying to see my captors face as I don't recognize my surroundings.

Shit, James. The memories from last night come flooding back.

I find myself starting at his face. He looks so peaceful when he's sleeping, young, careless, innocent even.

"You gonna keep staring at me Edward Cullen?"

"Did you just quote twilight?" I giggle.

"Naw, I just know some girl crap."

"But you did quote twilight didn't you?"

"Shut up." He groans falling into his back.

"Admit it!" I grin. "Come on, James. Admit it."
He looks away from me.

I straddle his waist and he looks at me dead in the eye.

"Admit it, Jamie." He sits up.

"Jamie?" He chuckles.

His face inches away from mine. His eyes flickering down to my lips.

"It's cute."

He hums.

"What, what happend last night? We didn't..." For the first time I hear him stumble on his words.

"No, no, you just told the truth a lot."

"What did I say?"

"I think you said you fancied me..maybe." I hesitate and let out a shaky breath, catching his eye.

"So it was the truth." He whispers.

Our foreheads touch and I press my lips to his.

It's gets heated, in a touch starved passion.

I push his shoulders down until they hit the bed. And gently start kissing down the sides of his neck.

"Robin." He groans.

He then switch our positions and gets on top of me. He kisses and sucks my neck leaving marks that I'll have to hide later.

He pulls his shirt off of my body and stares at me in awe. He leans down and kisses my breasts.

"J-James" I stutter out.

He kisses and licks down my stomach.

"Oh god, I love you." He groans.

"What?"

"Nothin', I ain't say nothin'." He leans his head down to kiss my thighs.

"No, James, you said you love me."