Sokeefe Snippets

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Small little fluffy cute(maybe intimate) shorts. (Expect them to be short I'm so sorry but my mom is home all the time this holiday!)

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My Idiot(#1)

Keefe was abruptly woken up from a very nice dream(of his wife, he might add) by someone jumping on him. Laughing, he wrapped his arms around a familiar body and pulled it closer to him. Eyes still closed, he pressed his lips to the giggling female's soft blonde hair and murmured, "Morning, darling." He heard her giggle again before she answered, " Morning, Keefe. Wake up, I made breakfast." She tugged his forearm slightly and he groaned. His eyes fluttered open and they locked with golden brown ones.

      "Fosterrrrr," He whined. She rolled her eyes and let her head rest on his chest. " I don't want to. I like this position," He hummed softly as he gently combed his hand through her hair. He felt her laugh against his chest before she raised her head and pulled away from him. Causing him to groan. "Get up, sleepyhead. It's past 11. I'll be downstairs," She pecked his forehead and exited the room. Rude.

   He eventually got up and rushed through everything. Except for styling his hair, of course. He threw on a navy blue tunic that had diamond embroidery and placed himself in front of the mirror. He frowned at his messy hair. It didn't look as well as it was supposed to. He spent the next hour trying to place it in perfection. (With occasional shouts from his wife) He spotted Sophie peeking her head into their room in the reflection. " What are you doing? It's been 2 hours since I woke you!" She exclaimed, frowning. He continued to fix his hair.

    She walked over to him and spun him around so he was facing her. She rolled her eyes at him and reached for his hair. " What are you doing?" He shrieked, pulling back. She pouted at him.     " I'm just fixing your hair, Keefe." After a 15-minute argument about whether she should be allowed to touch his hair or not after her outrageous act that morning(She didn't kiss him!) She reached forward and pressed her lips gently to his and his body reacted immediately. He melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer.  Sadly, she pulled away too soon and reached for his hair again.

      This time he gave in, letting her gently comb through his hair. After about 10 minutes, she sighed in satisfaction and stepped back. When he looked in the mirror...well he was surprised, to say the least. The Hair had a messy beachy look that he liked. " It looks alright," He grunted not wanting to give her the satisfaction of being able to style his hair nicely. She smirked at him and leaned in to peck his cheek. Which he of course turned his head so it would land on his lips.

   "Idiot."

Keefe tossed her a lopsided playful smile. " Your idiot." He corrected.

" My idiot." She agreed, kissing him once again.

" Only mine."

Warning: High Intimacy

you have been warned, don't come at me when this story mentions a little of *that*

#2

    Keefe pulled Sophie back towards his chest. " How dare you," He murmured in her ears, smirking when it sent a shiver down her spine. " You don't get to just walk away after getting me riled up," He snaked his arms around her waist and spun her around so they were face to face. He could tell the heat from his bare chest was driving her crazy. (He was extremely hot after all) He backed her up against the wall beside their bed, his lips dangerously near her neck. It was only fair he got to tease her after what she did. In fact, no amount of teasing he ever did to her could measure up to what she did.

   Sophie was going crazy and she could tell Keefe was enjoying it. She hadn't meant to tease him like that it just sort of...happened. Now, Keefe's hot breath was splayed against her neck, sending her senses over the edge. He lowered his lips to her skin and let it breathlessly trace over it. He tugged at her shirt, slightly frowning at the amount of skin it covered and in one fluid motion, he tore the sleeves of her tunic, now leaving it completely sleeveless and some parts of the neckline torn.

   A gasp slipped through her lips and she could only assume Keefe was smirking. " You shouldn't have done that, you know. That was very dumb of you. In the future, you should leave doing dumb things to me," He said, tracing down her cheek to the shoulder blade with his finger and then breathlessly tracing his lips back up the same path. ( My people who read The Selection, Maxon did a somewhat similar thing to America) Sophie's eyes fluttered but Keefe refused to let her close them. " No. You're going to have to watch my incredibly handsome face. And you shall not get to do anything. That way you'll learn your lesson." He breathed into her ear, a hand moving behind her neck and gently massaging the skin.

    Sophie groaned, reaching up to grab The Hair but Keefe pinned it to the wall, beside her. " Keefe, please. Please." She huffed. Keefe's lips carved into a triumphant smile. " Will you tease me like that again?" He asked, leaning in closer to faintly brush his lip against hers, leaving a breathless kiss. " No, no I won't." She breathed. Keefe tossed her a lopsided smirk. " Good, since you cooperated with me, I'll give you what you want." Sophie exhaled slowly. " But, only if you ask me for it." He grinned. Sophie sighed .
" Idiot just kiss me." She huffed.
"Nicely," he added, enjoying her reactions. She grit her teeth. " Keefe, my lovely boyfriend, please just kiss me right now,"
Keefe pulled them both onto her bed, pressing her down into the mattress and locking their lips in a loving embrace. ( what. I don't know why I wrote that but that means they kissed. anyways)
And every minute of the wait, was worth it. The heat that surged through her body when his lips connected with hers, was unimaginable. The heat between them and the feel of Keefe's naked chest pressed against her body was just enough to push her over the edge.
If she had thought she couldn't possible be anymore pleasured, she was most definitely wrong. Keefe's lips dipped into her neck, gently kissing the skin near her collarbone with a sense of urgency. His kisses were addictive and soothing and they were all code for 3 words.
I love you.
" I love you, Sophie. So much. I've never loved anyone as much as I love you right now, Foster." He breathed into her neck. " I love you too, Keefe. So...so much." She panted, managing to get the words out before his lips captured hers again, moving against each other, roughly. His lips against hers was like a fire, every movement he made feeding it with more and more kindle until it burned so bright it was melting her insides.
" Tonight, I'll show you how much I love you, just you wait," he muttered against her lips.

(That's the end. XD I'm scared to go in so yeah.)
Btw, I have writers block so sorry but this is all you guys are getting from me now. FYI, I wrote this in school( which started today) so it might be a little error-y
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