freaks part two |b.e g!p

honey moon part four

Tomorrow's our last day of the honeymoon, and it's been a crazy ass week. Fun a lot of fucking and fun.
Our privacy was nice... until it wasn't. So we're staying until tomorrow night. Night always the best time to leave anyway. It was supposed to be half of a month.

Fucking weird ass paparazzi took pictures while we were outside. It's frankly annoying ass hell.
Not only is it an invasion of privacy it's a huge fucking security risk.

But at least I'll be in the honeymoon stage with her forever.

"My love," I gently shook her.

"Mmm, no," she mumbled, pulling the covers over her head.

"Yes," I groaned. "Wake up. I wanna see your pretty face."

"See it later," she said, turning over.

I stood on my tippy toes.

"You're not even asleep," I giggled, moving the covers.

"Fuck you," she said, flipping me off.

"Ugh, don't say it if we not gonna"

She threw a fucking pillow at me.

"Owwww, baby," I groaned dramatically.

I saw her grab a toothpaste tablet.

"Hi," I said, walking over to her. I kissed up and down her free hand.

She immediately started giggling... God, I could listen to that sound all day. I fucking missed her and she just woke up next to me.

"How was your beauty rest?" I said, hovering over her.

"It was good," she replied, rubbing my shoulders.

"How was your sleep, lovely?" she asked.

"Great. You wanna know what I dreamed about?"

"Yesss," she said, eyes lighting up.

"I dreamed about twins named Pirate and Argh..."

"Ughh," she rolled her eyes. "Get the fuck, Billie," she said, laughing.

"I'm just playing. But for real I had a dream we had three kids, and you were playing dress up. You had a big princess gown on, and our kids made us dance for them..."

"For real?" she asked, placing both hands on my shoulders.

"Yes," I said softly.

"I want that a lot," she whispered, rubbing up and down my arms.

"What did you dream about?" I kissed her Rihanna sized forehead.

(A/N: lmfaooo)

"I dreamed about being a kid again. I hated it... until the kid version of me met you. We were best friends and dated from middle school all the way until now," she said quietly.

"Oh my god, you dealt with the silver hair version of me?" I giggled.

"Yeah. You weren't an asshole you just couldn't deal with your emotions, and you were depressed. But I helped you get through it," she said, kissing my forehead. "We all did."

"I love you, mama," I whispered, kissing her lips. "I made breakfast for you." I peppered kisses all over her face.

"What did you make?" she asked softly.

I rolled over a tray of food.

"Fruit and cream cheese pastries," I said, handing her a bowl.

"This looks so good," she said, smiling.

We ate together.

🐥

"Thank you for the food, angel," she said, kissing me.

"You're welcome, lovely," I said, kissing her ring.

She got up and went to the bathroom...

Her ass is so fucking fat god damn. No body deserves that,but me. She's so fucking beautiful. I can think about her all fucking day.

I laid back man spreaded.

She slowly came out and sat on my lap. She was hovering over me wearing my dog tag.

I didn't know what to stare at her boobs or her face. I might go cross eyed trying to look at both.

"You want a kiss?" she asked lowly, smiling.

"Yeah," I said, out of breath.

She put on some of her lip gloss, leaned in, and started kissing me.

"Do you like that flavor?" she asked.

My hands rubbed up her thighs.

(A/N)

slowly running out of ideas but hey this book almost over...

thoughts??

709 words

soo likeee how was your day

why am i writing at 2 am💀

side note I wanna move so bad to another town but like I don't have much money saved up but I'm doing it for a job and may move in my friend in this house I may buy who knows??

my town also really shitty we don't have a movie theater like lol??

playing nettles by Ethel Cain .. ugh my heart I love Ethel so fucking much man.