Tomorrow Never Dies

Chapter 10 - "Were his pubes multicoloured?"

THERE IS SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER IM SORRY IF ITS BAD

"Jesus fuck," I said to the empty dorm as I walked in after rehearsals. I'd been working with Lucy as Lorna had removed Georgina from the dance, and while we worked well together I had managed to give myself whiplash throwing my head back.

The room was exactly the same as I had left it; it was evident Grace had not come back since our argument. I meant to seek her to apologise but I couldn't seem to find her or Ashton anywhere. I decided to take a shower then ask Michael whether he'd seen them.

As I showered, I rubbed muscle relaxing cream into my neck, my back and down my legs which were burning, then stepped out fairly quickly. I towelled off then stepped into the dorm with only the towel wrapped loosely around my body to see Grace sat on her bed.

"Gracie..." I paused. "I'm so sorry."

"Don't," she snapped.

"Hear me out, please," I begged, and she rolled her eyes. "I shouldn't have accused you of using Ashton, I was in a bad mood and I took it out on you. I know I shouldn't be making excuses and really what I said was unacceptable but I don't know how to function without you, quite frankly."

"Prove it," she said, and I rubbed my wrist. She saw the movement and she nodded in realisation. "Oh, Flora."

"I really am sorry, I shouldn't have taken it out on you," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. She looked at me, shook her head and hugged me.

"I love you Flora, even if you can make accusations like that," she said into my shoulder.

"Wifey for lifey?" I asked.

"Lifey." She hugged me again.

"I need to tell you something," I told her. "Me and Michael did the nasty."

"Oh my god!" She laughed. "I have a question."

"Yeah?"

"Were his pubes multicoloured?"

"What the fuck, no!" I slapped her arm playfully. "You disgust me."

"Well I was just thinking, he dyes his head hair so maybe..."

"Ew." I smiled, glad to have my best friend back.

"Have you seen his new hair?"

"It's bloody beautiful," I gasped.

"Bet you love pulling it," she smirked.

"Shut up you disgusting human!" She fell onto her bed laughing.

"Can I do your hair?" she asked, and I nodded. I sat on the floor as she grabbed a brush amd some bobbles and she began tugging my hair.

Soon enough, she had created an intricate braid across my head, ending in a messy bun, and it was beautiful.

"Makeup," she said. She got her makeup bag and began on my face, doing my eyes in a dramatic smokey eye with wickedly sharp winged eyeliner.

"Why am I getting a makeover?"

"I'm sending you to Michael's because Ash is coming over and you probably don't want to be around," she told me, and I laughed. "I'll pick out your outfit."

She pulled a maroon dress with long sleeves out of the cupboard, pairing it with black tights, my black leather jacket amd my beloved black hidden heel sneakers. She waited while I put it on, then applauded as she turned around.

"You look hot, I'm proud of myself!" she smiled.

"Why thank you," I jokingly took a bow. I blew her a kiss as I left the dorm. "Text me once you and Ash are done. And make sure he wears a condom!"

"Will do!" I closed the door and began the short trek to Michael's dorm. On the way, I ran into Ashton, who looked at me in shock.

"Flora, you look beautiful!"

"Thank you," I said, hugging him.

"Are you okay, by the way? Michael sort of suggested you weren't very happy," he frowned.

"I'm doing alright, thank you Ash," I gave him a small smile.

"Text me if you get urges okay? I've got a few ways you can distract yourself," he said, and hugged me again. "See you in a bit." I left him with a wave, and finally arrived at Michael's. I knocked on the door, and Luke opened it.

"Hey," he said, then turned round. "Michael, your girlfriend is at the door and I think you might be getting some tonight!" I laughed as he let me in and walked out.

"Jesus Christ," Michael said as he looked me up and down. "You look incredible."

"You can thank Grace," I said, suddenly feeling shy. The dress was fairly figure hugging, and being a dancer I had an awkwardly shaped body. I was feeling self concious because of my curves and Michael must have been able to tell.

"You look perfect baby, don't put yourself down," he whispered, getting close to me and brushing a strand of my hair behind my ear. "But I think that dress would look better on the floor." He kissed me, picking me up and allowing me to wrap my legs around his waist. He unzipped the dress and pulled it over my head as he pushed me against the wall to free up his hands. I pulled his top off him and took my own bra off, waving it teasingly in front of him before tossing it across the room.

"Bed," I told him, and he placed me down, beginning to unbuckle his belt. I shook my head. "Let me." I fumbled with the buckle and pulled his trousers down, leaving him in only his boxers. He pulled off my tights, kissing my thighs as he did, then hooked his fingers through my underwear. I nodded at him and he pulled them down my legs agonisingly slowly. He took off his boxers and lay between my legs. "Condom," I reminded him, and he paused to put one on, then he pushed himself into me.

I arched my back in pleasure, tugging on his hair, and let out a small moan. He began moving in and out slowly at force, but building up quicker and more forcefully. He looked down at me.

"You're so beautiful," he gasped, and I moaned as he hit my sweet spot. "Amazing- perfect- gorgeous-" he paused between each word as he thrusted into me. "I love you!"

"I love you too," I groaned, grabbing the sheets. My body shook as he grinded into me, eventually to the point where I screamed his name in pleasure.

"Fuck Flora I'm gonna-" he panted before reaching his climax and relaxing. He pulled himself out of me, rolled to my side, and wrapped his arms around me.

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i apologise if my smut is bad but idc tbh
in case you didnt know i love Fallon2000 shes my fave

todays song of the chapter is if these sheets were the states by All Time Low
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