Corpse's Little Memory

Corpse's Little Memory

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⚠️SMUT WARNING⚠️ it happens later in the story. Veronica Lockwood got into a terrible car crash that made her lose her memory. She passed out in the middle of the road until a tall, dark-looking figure took her to the hospital. PREVIEW I gave him a hug. and he hugged back. "Thank you." His voice shaked. I just hugged him tighter letting him know that I'm here for him. We hugged there for a while and finally separated. "I know we met a few days ago but... I don't know I feel like we connect somehow..." He looked into my eyes intensively. "I feel the same." I smiled. He slowly grabbed both of my shoulders and gave me a forehead kiss. I looked up at him and I noticed our faces were inches apart. I felt his hot breath on my skin making me shiver. He looked into my eyes searching for something. I felt our faces getting closer and closer until we stopped at the point where our lips were about to touch. "Why did you stop...?" I whispered. "We have time..." He pauses and rests his head on my shoulder. PREVIEW #2 Suddenly our lips crashed together. I immediately calmed down somehow. I wasn't expecting that... We separated and he looked into my eyes. "I- I'm sorry.." He looked down. I cupped his face and smiled as I looked into his eyes and kissed him. He kissed back and I felt a smile grow on his lips. His hands start to travel around my body. I immediately looked at Corpse as I separated our lips. "It's okay..." He whispered and caressed my cheek. "Don't be shy. You're mine right now. Don't ruin the moment. " He whispered as he gave me a warming smile and kissed me again.
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"Pierce, please I'm trying to study." I let out an aggravated sigh as my eyes flickered upward from the white-colored pages of my textbook. Pierce approached closer to me, sliding the textbook out from my lap and throwing it to the side. "Take a break." His voice demanded as he pressed his lips up to my neck, as he left soft kisses on my skin. I threw my head back, closing my eyes shut as the stress in my body left. I had been studying non-stop for my upcoming chemistry test and I had to admit it'd be nice to have a break. "I really need to study-" I started but couldn't finish my sentence as Pierce pressed his lips to mine. I gave in to his kiss as his lips moved in sync with mine. He pushed me flat down on the bed as his body hovered over mine. His hands grabbing my hips as he scrunched up my clothes, pushing them up to reveal my skin. I placed my hands flat on his chest as his lips continued to move with mine. The kiss turning from soft to passionate within seconds. He grabbed my thigh, forcing my legs to wrap around his torso not breaking his lips away for a second. I moved my hands down to the body of his shirt, tugging on the end of them. "For fuck sakes," Pierce muttered as he broke away from me, his phone ringing. He pulled away from me, grabbing his phone off the nightstand only for me to get a glance that it had been Xander calling. He placed the phone up to his ear, rubbing his face in his hands. "What is it?" I asked in concern, watching Pierce's expression change from annoyance to worry as Xander spoke through the phone. I waited for Pierce to say something but he didn't before hanging up and grabbing my leather jacket off the chair that was nearby, throwing it over to me. "We need to go. NOW." Pierce stated, his voice demanding and cold as he reached for his keys and walked out of the apartment. I sat on the bed, clutching my jacket in my hands as I stared ahead at the ground, swallowing a lump in my throat. Can I just catch a break for once?

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