forum Next Steps [Private RP — Closed]

Started January 16, 2019 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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I hummed in reply, my fingers in her hair.

“Soft?” I mumbled, too dazed because of the effect of her lips. “We can do soft more often.”

"Soft," I agreed, shifting forwards in his lap. "Slow."

I leaned in again, eyes falling shut.

Gray’s POV:

I fell back on the bed, pulling Violeta along with me, her lips still connecting, moving slowly.

“I love you,” I murmured. “So much. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of saying this.”

I let out a tiny squeak of surprise, falling against his chest. Laying my forearms on his chest, I propped my body up on my elbows, smiling shyly.

"I'll never get tired of it either…"

Gray’s POV:

I cupped her cheeks, pulling her lips away from mine to stare in her eyes.

“Tell me you love me, too,” I murmured, looking at her with love and affection.

"I love you…." I whispered, disentangling my arms from around his neck to settle my hands on either cheek. "I love you, Grayson Jules."

Gray’s POV:

My heart skipped a beat when she said my full name, and with that expression on her features.

I screwed my eyes shut, releasing a heavy breath.

“Ah, I can’t do this,” I whispered. “You’re going to kill me.”

My face fell.

Grateful that Gray couldn't see my expression, I rolled off of him, grabbing his sweater and making for the washroom. "Sorry… I guess I'll go change, then," I murmured, before closing the door behind me.

Gray’s POV:

“No, God, that’s not what I meant, Vy,” I immediately grabbed her arm and pulled her back before she could close it. I turned her around so her back was to the wall.

My cheeks were tinted pink and I was sure the tip of my ears were, too.

“Do you know what you’re doing to me?” I murmured. “When you say my name like that. It gets me every time.”

My heart stopped.

Eyes going wide, I stared up at him, dazed and helpless to resist.

"Grayson Jules…" I whispered again, slipping my arms around him. "Like that?"

Gray’s POV:

I kissed her softly, slowly just like she wanted me to earlier, cupping her cheeks as her arms slipped around me.

“Yeah, like that…” I murmured. “I don’t like hearing my full name, but when you say it… it’s a completely different story.”

"'Gray' suits you more," I murmured into his mouth, soaking up his warmth. "And saying 'I love you, Gray,' sounds nicer.."

Gray’s POV:

“I’ll have to agree,” I pulled away gently, resting my forehead against hers. “Change now. I don’t want you wearing something that’ll make you uncomfortable.”

As he had requested earlier, I thanked him with a gently kiss, nodded, and slipped behind the half-closed door.

Gray’s POV:

Shaking my head, I grabbed my own clothes before I left to change, releasing a shaky breath. When she was around me, I pretended to be okay. The second she would leave… I would feel the effects of her presence.

This woman was going to be the death of me, and I know I wouldn’t even dodge the sword.

I took my time removing my makeup, jewellery, and gown, slipping into a pair of comfy flannel pyjama pants and enjoying the sensation of the soft fabric on my bare skin. After a moment of contemplation, I decided to leave my bra on and slip Gray's sweater over my head without wearing a shirt. I didn't want to overheat and get sweaty next to him—who knew how grossed out he'd be?

Breathing in his scent, I left the washroom and returned to his side.

Gray’s POV:

I laid back on the bed once I finished changing into soft pajamas, eyes closed, arm draped over my eyes. When I heard the bathroom door open, I immediately looked up.

And my breath was immediately knocked out of my lungs. The sweater she was wearing, mine, was too big on her. It practically swallowed her up, but she looked so darn attractive.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my erratic heart.

I swallowed, suddenly anxious. Looking down at the soft, navy sweater and pushing one hand into my hair, which was now messy and disorganized, framing my face while retaining remnants of the way I'd styled it.

"Is it too big? Should I change?" I turned towards the bathroom again, heart pounding.

Gray’s POV:

“No,” I breathed out. “Leave it on. It looks perfect.”

I dared to look up, to meet his eyes, but I was quickly lowering my head again, cheeks flushing pink. My heart thundered as I approached the bed, approached him, unable to lift my gaze.

Gray’s POV:

“Come here,” I murmured, sitting up so I could pull my girlfriend to me. “I’m sure you must be tired.”

"A little," I admitted, voice softening as I curled up in his arms. "But I want to stay up with you and talk."

Gray’s POV:

I tucked her under my chin, tightening my hold on her and pressing a gentle kiss on her shoulder.

“Okay,” I said softly. “We’ll talk for a while. Then you’ll sleep.”

"We'll sleep," I corrected, shivering slightly when I felt his warm mouth through my sweater.

Gray’s POV:

“We’ll sleep,” I repeated with a smile. “So, what do you want to talk about?”

(Did you want me to start for the Cash fluff? They could both end up staying in one of their rooms for the night…)

(Yup, start!)

Gray’s POV:

“We’ll sleep,” I repeated with a smile. “So, what do you want to talk about?”

“The masquerade tonight—did you enjoy it?”

Just the thought of Gray in his suit, hair gelled back, sent my heart racing again.

Gray’s POV:

“I did,” I murmured. “I got to see my beautiful girlfriend dress like she was out of this world. I got blessed with the honor of dancing with her, kissing her. I had fun. What about you, my goddess? Did you have fun?”

I slipped my fingers between Gray’s and lifted his hand until it was pressed to the spot directly above my heart. “I understood the meaning of divinity today… I saw it when I first laid eyes on you.”