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The tension was high in the small space the car offered. Wolf didn't know where this… thing… put them. He looked out the window, streetlights flashing across his face as they drove. Shit, will we even be able to be normal around each other from now on? And I'm probably spending the night… He shook those thoughts away before they got too far.
She pulled up to her house, "I'm so sorry. I don't regret a second of it but I'm sorry that this put us in a possibly weird and uncomfy situation." she muttered, her body feeling like a hot chilli pepper.
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He shook his head, turning to look at her. "We're both at fault," he muttered. "And I'm sure we'll work it out." And he was once again thinking about the night ahead of them. He let the corner of his mouth quirk up in a small, crooked smile. "I don't regret any of it either."
She smiles softly, leaning towards him and pressing her lips to his before pulling away. Her body wanted satisfaction but she didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable. She cared about him too much to put him in that circumstance.
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"We should go inside," he said softly, craving her touch and her lips already. He blinked, but he was still in a lust-filled haze.
She nods, picking up the utensils and her ice cream tub. Once they got inside the rushed over to the freezer, shoving the icecream inside quickly and snatching the other one from his hand, placing it next to hers. She was looking down at her phone as she spoke, "Should you call your sister so she knows where you are?" she asked, looking up at him with her lip tucked in her teeth once again.
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He leaned against the counter, shrugging. "As long as I don't die or get arrested, she should be fine. She knows where to find me if not." His eyes were glued to her lips as he spoke.
“Want to uh… I don’t know” she laughed nervously, her nerves still jittery and filled with lust. She tried to hide it but she didn’t know how long she could
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Slow and steady, Wolf. You may have been wanting to have her for years–and the feeling is mutual–but you need to take things slow.
But I don't wanna!
He forced himself to drag his gaze from her. "I'm gonna get a shower," he muttered, not really happy with himself for making that decision.
She sighed angrily once he was out of the room, practically punching herself in embarrassment and a vigorous attempt to try and not envision him shiftless. She’d seen hjm like that so many times but this time she was worked up. She walked into her bedroom, changing into some small pj short and a loose tank top, not bothering to put a bra underneath, and slipping into bed, scrolling through her phone.
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He entered her room out of thoughtless routine, rubbing the water droplets out of his damp hair. Then he looked up and froze. His natural blue and green eye colors were on full display, bright despite the dark room. Shit.
She was wearing just normal pjs, but they showed off her mouthwatering curves and lots of skin. He wouldn't be able to keep his hands to himself at this rate. The cold shower would've been for nothing.
"Uh…Ummm… Maybe I should…" He hooked a thumb towards the living room.
“What?” She asked, not knowing that it possibly would bother him the fact that she wasn’t wearing a single under garment. She was oblivious. She scooted over, patting the bed beside her like routine until her brain registered him. Him, standing there. His gorgeous eyes on display and his shirtless body standing just where the light hit him perfectly. She bit her lip, trying desperately to look away but it seemed impossible
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"You sure?" he asked, voice lowering an octave as his gaze bounced over her. He could tell she was at least not wearing a bra.
She shook her head slightly to clear thoughts out of her mind, “yup, I’m sure” she replied, looking up at him and smiling gently.
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No argument here. He strode over and joined her in the bed. Routine. It's just routine. No biggie. We've done it lots of times. Nothing new here. He slipped under the covers and flopped back on the pillow, putting his hands behind his head and closing his eyes. Nooooothing new.
He was doing a bad job of convincing himself–and his body–that he wasn't itching to hold and touch her.
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(I take it you're not available during school)
(You are correct.)
No argument here. He strode over and joined her in the bed. Routine. It's just routine. No biggie. We've done it lots of times. Nothing new here. He slipped under the covers and flopped back on the pillow, putting his hands behind his head and closing his eyes. Nooooothing new.
He was doing a bad job of convincing himself–and his body–that he wasn't itching to hold and touch her.
She bit her lip, her eyes grazing across his half naked body. Holy shit he was hot, but how was she only noticing how awkward and hot this seemed just now? It might’ve been since her body was yearning for his touch or even slight kiss. She whined softly, turning off her phone and shifting she she was sitting and looking at him, her face a bright pink
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He cracked open an eye and looked at her, no longer hiding how attractive he found her. Tonight was not routine. It never will be. Might as well accept that now.
His gaze slowly climbed up her body, starting from her legs to her hips to her chest and finally making its way to her lips and eyes.
(Dentist appointment soon. Will reply when I can)
(Alright!)
She bit her lip, shivers climbing up her body as she watched his eyes travel up her body. "Wolf…tonight's not going to be normal is it," she muttered, more of a declaration than a question. She bit her lip hard, the taste of blood filling her mouth. God he was so freaking attractive.
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"No," he said quietly. "It's not." He bit his own lip as he fought to keep to himself, but it was an uphill battle and his heart wasn't fully committed.
"Then what the hell are we gonna do about it?" she asked, looking him in the eyes coyly. She moved closer to him ever so slightly, her body hot. She had no clue what this feeling was but it was all concentrated to one specific spot…
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"There must be something…" he murmured, his own body hot with need. He didn't move from his spot, just watched her approach ever so slightly.
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(Drills in my mouth! What fun! 🙄)
"Well, we could continue what we were…you know" she muttered, her gaze shifting from his eyes to his lips, biting her own lips harder.
(0of. Try not to die XD)
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(I survived! But my freaking dentist came up and asked me how I was while I had said drill in my mouth. Ummm… Kinda busy here dude.)
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He sat up and faced her. He couldn't take it anymore. He needed her. Now. "C'mere," he practically growled, beckoning her over to him.
(Oh my lord. I hate when dentists ask you questions when they have their literal HANDS IN my MOUTH. When I was under the funny gas when I got some teeth removed and I couldn't feel my mouth they asked me how my day had been. WHat the hell do they think I'm gonna say??? Sorry I just went on a rant)
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(Lol, you're good! I feel the same way. It's so annoying! I've never had teeth pulled, just braces to put them where they belong–even though there didn't seem to be any room left??–but it still sounds rough. Like, I get that you're trying to be nice, but consider the situation dude. We. Can't. Speak)
