Chapter Fourteen- Flesh for Fantasy

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⚠️WARNING: This chapter has scenes of smut which may be disturbing for some readers- viewer discretion is advised.

September 2nd, 2:57 A.M.

"Sophiaaaaaaa..." Duff groaned from his bed in the hotel room,

"What, Duff?" I asked, grabbing a water from the fridge in the kitchen. He shuffled out of the room and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind,

"Hi." He said. I turned around to look at him, holding his waist,

"Hi...?" I said, raising an eyebrow, "You're so clingy, lately, what's gotten into you?"

"Nothing..." He said, sliding his hands up my waist,

"Bullshit." I said, smiling. He cocked his head to the side and frowned, his hands resting on my back,

"I'm just gonna miss you." He said. I sighed,

"You'll only be gone a month, babe. I'll see you soon enough." I told him. He sighed and nodded,

"I guess... it's just... longer than we've ever been apart since I met you." He said. I shook my head,

"Look, let's not talk about this now, okay? I don't want to dwell on something that hasn't happened yet, not when we don't have to." I said. Duff shook his head,

"Yeah, you're right... We should be talking about much more important things." He said, biting his lip and sliding his hands back down to my hips, "Like how you've started wearing lingerie to bed the past couple days."

"I don't know what you're talking about..." I said, smirking and turning around. Duff moved my hair to the side and slowly leaned down to whisper to me,

"Really?" He asked. I turned around and smacked him in the chest,

"Don't whisper at me, that's seriously my biggest turn off and you know it." I said. He smiled,

"Sorry." He said, "But really, you're walking on thin ice."

"Why's that?" I asked, running my knee up his thigh,

"Satin crop top, matching shorts- I can literally see that red bra that you and Erika wouldn't stop talking about when she slept over at the house a couple months ago." He said,

"Why do you seem irritated by that?" I asked, smiling. He bit his lip,

"I'm not." He replied. I smiled,

"Oh really? Because... if I remember correctly, last night, before we checked into the hotel, when I was wearing that romper, and Izzy looked at me weird... you seemed upset." I said, running a hand through his hair, biting my lip,

"Because that romper was literally lingerie." He said. I smiled,

"You're jealous." I smiled. He sighed and shook his head,

"I'm not." He replied.

"Oh, yes you are." I said, flipping my hair and 'accidentally' moving the strap of my crop top down. Duff cocked his head to the side and glared at me,

"Fine, I'm a little jealous. But you make it hard, walking around in front of all the guys in your little outfits, with your long legs and perfect figure." He said. I smiled,

"But not all the guys can have me." I said. He rolled his eyes,

"One of them can..." Duff said, pouting. I smiled at him,

"Let me ask you this, Duff," I started, sliding my hands up his bare chest, "I'm not with him right now, am I?"

"No." He said, confused,

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