Please Me Mommy +18 - ON HOLD

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| Shaun |

Luca pulled away after what felt like a long time. I eyed him carefully, knowing how vulnerable he is and I was readying myself for anything. I eyed Raven, who had a deep frown on her face, her makeup surprisingly still perfect despite the tears. She seemed to be deep in thoughts.

"Sorry I ruined your night," Luca murmured quietly, eyeing her. Blinking a couple of times, she eyed him with a frown.

"What? No, you didn't ruin it. If you need me, I'm there, okay?" She said with a soft smile, gently caressing the side of his face. "You two are more important to me," she said softly turning to me. "Besides, this was more of my author's night. I just had to make my appearance, deliver a speech and that's it," she said.

"You look really good, baby," Luca whispered, still in awe. Reaching out to feel the dress, he smiled to himself.

"I feel like you were supposed to wear this dress to a wedding," I murmured, looking at her. She was no doubt breathtakingly beautiful and it was proving to be harder to keep our eyes off of her.

"Who's wedding?" She inquired. "Yours? Wait, is there something I'm miss-"

"Ours," I said cutting her off. Her eyes widened as she looked between the two of us. I smirked, knowing I caught her off guard yet again. It's either she doesn't believe that someday we might get married or she's just simply dumbfounded.

She jumped when there was a knock back inside. Swallowing, she shifted, averting her gaze. "Ya'll really need to stop doing that," she said hitting both of our arms lightly. "I'll get it," she stood rather too gracefully for someone in high heels. Those shoes look like they are ankle killers. I watched her disappear back into the building, leaving us out on the balcony.

I looked down at Luca who let out a sigh, resting his head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around him, kissing his forehead. He smiled, looking up at me with a small smile. It was unforced, but it wasn't enthusiastic either. "I'm okay now," he said softly.

"I know," I said dipping my head to steal a kiss. He scrunched his face a little, his eyes flickering between mine.

"You're drunk baby," he said knowingly.

"Nope," I said in denial. "Pretty sure I walked straight when I came here," I said, but then I laughed at my own words. "Straight," I repeated. Luca frowned at me, a smile dancing on his lips. "I walked straight, because I'm gay-"

"We're not gay, baby," he corrected with a chuckle.

"No?" I frowned. "Cause I could have sworn I love the idea of fucking your ass," he gasped. "It's so tight and so warm and grippy-"

"Okay, that's enough," he said blushing. "You're definitely drunk. It takes less than an hour for you to get this drunk,"

"Hey, don't judge me. Hodge didn't sto-" I hiccup midsentence. "-stop me. I wanted one glass and then-"

"Come on, let's get inside," he said shuffling away from my arms.

"No," I pulled him back, nuzzling my face in his hair, with a hum. "Your hair smells so good. You should let me use your sham-"

"No," he said.

"No?" I frowned, looking down at him.

"No. It'd take away your smell. I like your smell too," he said with a pout.

"You like my smell?" I asked with a smile. "Of my dick?" I snickered when he groaned.

"Shaun," he groaned, while I laughed.

"Okay, I'll stop," I said kissing his face. "I love you," I said in between kisses. "So much that I don't know what I'd do without you. Or your cute tiny ass," I said with a smirk. "Or this mouth. Can you kiss me?"