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          Now realising, she began to whack and punch his whole body aimlessly, but angrily. ‘You git!’ She yelled in between the smacks as Ashton hissed in pain and tried to back away- no avail. The words bellowing out of Reign’s mouth were able to make sailors blush furiously. Even though in pain- her whacks were quite powerful- Ashton found the situation pretty amusing.
          
          After spending a nice five minutes injuring Ashton, out of breath, both collapsed on the ground, heaving for breath. ‘I hate you so much...’ Reign breathed, closing her eyes and shaking her head. Ignoring this statement, after getting his heart rate back, Ashton said something he wanted to say instead of answering.
          
          ‘Y’know when I said I wanted to fuck you till your legs don’t stop shaking I wasn’t lying?’ He said bluntly, but mischief swirled in his eyes. Reign gave him a pointed look but felt her stomach gave a cold lurch of pleasure- she was successful in hiding it. ‘Oh shut up ‘for I make your nose into a red fountain.’ She grumbled. Ashton, having experienced the last time she said it and actually did it, decided to oblige and not replay past (horrible) events.
          
          ‘So, What brings you this early to my room on this fine Sunday morning- your entry and greeting was simply lovely.’ Reign crooned, getting on her feet as long with Ashton. The sarcasm was hard to miss. ‘Wow, seeing you adored it so much, I’ll be sure to do it again, my fair lady.’ Ashton bit back, bowing slightly as he smirked. Reign, had fury burning in her eyes, but she still chuckled coldly and darkly. Sinister Type. Ashton was aware of her ways and Immediately  back down. 
          
          Reign had her own ways of getting revenge, horrible revenge and Ashton made sure to not cross the boundary’s. As much if a rebel he was and as much as he hated admitting this, Reign was ferociously intimidating, even more then him- sometimes.
          
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          ‘I- I- I’m alright R-Rory.’ She said breathlessly, her eyes darting around the place. There was some silence on the other side of the door, broken by the worst way possible. A moan.
          
          Reign’s eyes widened as she heard a raspy moan behind her, no doubt, coming from Ashton himself. ‘Oh R-Reign, fuck, you taste so g-good..’ He went on. Grabbing a nearby chair and propping it against the door so the door wouldn’t be opened, Reign, boiling in anger, began to chase Ashton around the room soundlessly, but beside herself with fury.
          
          ‘Oh lord, I’m gonna fuck you till your legs don’t stop shaking’ He went on and the silence outside the door was becoming even worser. ‘Reign.’ There was a finally a meek response. Reign, fuming, but also desperate, blurted the first excuse that sprang to her mind. ‘I’m listening to songs and an ad popped up, sorry!’ She yelled, finally succeeding in clamping her hand right on Ashton’s mouth. 
          
          In midst their wrestling, Ashton tripped and pulling Reign along, they both landed on the carpet- thankfully, emitting no sound- with Reign on top of Ashton, straddling him. ‘O-okay.’ Rory said after another stretch of silence, her tone was tight, ‘Bye. See you in school.’ After making sure Rory had gone- the front door slamming shut and the car revving- Reign released Ashton, her knuckles white from the pressure she projected on Ashton’s mouth.
          
          
          
          
          
          
          

Hey. So in the Lilah book by @AshlynPope I made a small sequel sort of writing to make on a scene and you commented on saying how good it was. I have been always dreaming if becoming an author so would it be okay if I drop random scenes here and you j judge them saying what I need to find and all? If yes then TYSM BESTIE And if no then, sorry and yea... Anyway here’s the first one,
          
          
          
          
          It was a sunny Sunday and instead of being in the bustling streets of New York, Reign was still in bed, bathing in the warm sunlight being basked down from her window. Her black wolf cut hair was fluffy from her just-woke-up state and her light grey eyes looking even lighter in the sunlight. She pulled the duvet of her face, smiling slightly as she stretched.
          
          ‘Good morning babydoll’ A voice crooned behind her. 
          
          ‘Good morning—‘ Reign chirped back before it dawned on her. Issuing a piercing and shrill shriek, unlike of  the situation, she jumped and leapt on her feet, seizing the first thing she saw, a cucumber plushy, as a weapon and aimed it at the voice. Standing there, in all his glory, stood Ashton; a smirk sporting his face. His baby blues eyes were rested firmly in Reign and his brown hair was unkept and messy, falling into his eyes as he stood clad in a pair of joggers by Reign’s window sill. She dropped the plushy in surprise and it tumbled on her feet.
          
          ‘Wha- how-‘ Reign sputtered aimlessly till she found her voice and thundered ‘What’re you doing here Ashton?’ Before Ashton could provide an answer, there was a new disruption outside Reign’s closed, but unlocked door. ‘Reign?’ Reign’s sister, Rory, called out, as she began opening the door. The shriek and noise obviously caught her attention. But before the door could be opened, Reign had bolted across the room and flung herself on the door, pushing it back. 
          
          
          
          
          
          
          ;)