@Elder-God-Jacks347
Oh my god, that worked?? You're as shocked as I am! "Only if you want to sugar." A half smirk toyed across her lips.
Oh my god, that worked?? You're as shocked as I am! "Only if you want to sugar." A half smirk toyed across her lips.
"Mmmm," Lillian felt her eyes get heavy, "I don't wanna sleep."
āYou can If you want, it wonāt be tomorrow when you wake up, itāll just be hell,ā
"Tomorrow would've been hell anyway. So I guess I could."
Oh my god, that worked?? You're as shocked as I am! "Only if you want to sugar." A half smirk toyed across her lips.
His brain was scrambling to find to say, how does one even maintain composure when asked questions like this so suddenly. He quirked an eyebrow and sat, a blushing, confused mess.
"Tomorrow would've been hell anyway. So I guess I could."
āIāll sing you to sleep,ā he joked.
I don't even know what to say. Neither do I! She chuckled slowly. "Cat got your tongue?"
I don't even know what to say. Neither do I! She chuckled slowly. "Cat got your tongue?"
āMore like fox but yes,ā
Lillian was so tired she took it seriously, "Would you please?"
"Ah! He does speak! Good, I thought you might've lost the ability to. You seemed ratherā¦surprised, to say the least." Turned on, at the most! Nope. Keeping that one strictly to ourselves.
Lillian was so tired she took it seriously, "Would you please?"
āWait actually? I donāt have a song⦠ummm Michael Buble? That sound like a sleep song right.ā He sighed, scrambling to remember the lyrics to Close Your Eyes by Michael Buble.
Lillian laughed quietly as her eyes shut and her body started to go limp.
"Ah! He does speak! Good, I thought you might've lost the ability to. You seemed ratherā¦surprised, to say the least." Turned on, at the most! Nope. Keeping that one strictly to ourselves.
āSorry. There a girl sitting on my lap who offered to have sex with me. Needless to say Iām a little turned on now,ā
Lillian laughed quietly as her eyes shut and her body started to go limp.
āClose your eyes, let me tell you all the reasons why, I think youāre one of a kind. Here to you, the one that always pulls us through,ā he sang softly.
"And that was said girl's point. But she knows better than to press for something she won't get a straight answer for. So, the question is, will you accept her offer or not?" You have a problem. No I don't. The writer does. (Yes I do, thank you for noticing.) You need to chill. (I know. But I don't have a chill.)
Lillian fell asleep with a faint smile on her face. She snuggled her face against his chest.
"And that was said girl's point. But she knows better than to press for something she won't get a straight answer for. So, the question is, will you accept her offer or not?" You have a problem. No I don't. The writer does. (Yes I do, thank you for noticing.) You need to chill. (I know. But I don't have a chill.)
āI mean yes⦠I had a plan and this ruins it but I donāt know how to say no to this.ā
Don't do it. But I want to! Don't do it! But I want to!! You're not Maria Reynolds! "Then don't." She smirked, reconnecting their lips.
(She got my Hamilton reference:)
(Of course she did, she's my character.)
Don't do it. But I want to! Don't do it! But I want to!! You're not Maria Reynolds! "Then don't." She smirked, reconnecting their lips.
He hummed and pushed off the couch to carry her up the stairs.
Lillian fell asleep with a faint smile on her face. She snuggled her face against his chest.
He continued the song till the end, he loved that song and it was nice to put her to sleep.
(I promise Iām not texting and driving. Iām in a drive thru)
She didn't mind, she was too focused on his lips. His kiss was addictive. But, luckily, she could be an addict for the rest of her life.
Lillian was breathing steadily against him.
She didn't mind, she was too focused on his lips. His kiss was addictive. But, luckily, she could be an addict for the rest of her life.
His hand fumbled with the bedroom doorknob, wresting until it popped open to the dark room, nothing but moonlight shone through the window. He crashed her down on the bed and smiled.
Lillian was breathing steadily against him.
He looked around the too familiar room, the stone walls, the red curtains to match the bed. All exactly the way heād left it years ago.
(Sorry! Shower)
She smiled up at him. This was going much better than she expected it to.
(All is well)
Lillian nuzzled closer to Darren. She didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.
(Should we go hide?)
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