Preath Oneshots

Control

We had an Instagram live today, Christen had been staying with me during the virus and the lockdown, but we still half tried to hide it by doing the videos in separate rooms. Most of our fans had seemingly worked it out with random objects in other selfies and videos, including some who pointed out a coffee cup that we both seemed to have, and one mentioned the Portland skyline. We were still facing each other but we sat at opposite ends of the room, far enough to block out background noise but close enough to almost feel normal.

Sometimes I zone out and end up deep in thought, I found myself thinking about Ali and Ashlyn, they could take as many selfies together and do videos together, be out in public together. I wanted that, but I understood why we didn't have it yet. We were twenty minutes into this video and I wanted out, I was a little distracted by the beautiful woman across from me, who at this point was talking and hadn't seen me staring, but she quickly figured it out by looking at my face in the video and then looking up, she smirked and raised an eyebrow but continued talking without more than a mere pause.

A little while longer I thought to myself, Christen had asked me to answer some questions now, which I had been doing for a little while. But I decided to hand over to Megan for a bit. When I looked back down I noticed Christens face had disappeared from the screen and there was a bit of paper with "Getting Water" and a smiley face. I looked up and noticed she was right in front of me, she had almost scared me...almost. She held up another bit of paper with "Mute" on it. I clicked the mute button on my laptop and looked up at her again.

"Hey, I want you in my bed...naked ," She whispered, had she not muted her laptop too?

I began to spurt out random words in response "What? Now? Christen-"

"Shhh, no. I just wanted you to think about it while we finish up here," She hushed back, biting her bottom lip softly as she walked back toward her laptop, had she even gotten up to get water? The way she had said those words...wow. I could feel myself slowly losing my mind, I couldn't think about it here, god she was a tease, I should have expected it by now though. She's always having some sort of fun with me, especially when she knows I can't do anything about it.

I continued to sit in mostly silence, answering some questions here and there, watching Christen out of the corner of my eyes at the same time. Her subtle smirk made me realise she knew exactly what she had done. In fact I'm convinced that she had done it on purpose, why else get up only to do that. I wish I could be mad at her, but it was almost impossible.

My eyes snapped upwards quickly as the live finally began to end, I was convinced it had been dragged out longer just to spite me, yet nobody else knew what was going on. Christen had sunk back in the couch opposite me, she had pushed the small coffee table aside and had shut her laptop screen to a firm close. 

I was a little less careless, taking the time to shut my laptop down properly and place it back inside it's bag. I didn't want to scratch the stickers I had spent hours working on putting into perfect places. My newest edition was a Manchester United crest that I had been gifted upon my signing with the club, although we still hadn't left for England yet.  

I walked the small distance between my seat and the couch, stopping just short of her reach. "So...to bed?" I asked, I was unbearably worked up, I bet she knew it too.

"We could, but I'm comfortable here now. I guess you could convince me to go," she smirked back, tugging her bottom lip in between her teeth while looking up at me with her soft not so innocent eyes. 

Does she want me to beg? I'm not going to beg, well...I might I want her that badly and I don't particularly feel like helping myself. "I...how?" I eventually asked.