A Player's First Choice // Stenbrough

084 / Weakness

"My weakness."

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He leans into my side as the teacher talks. He squeezes my knee gently. I furrow my brows paying attention to the teacher again. "C'mon. Just one kiss?" "No." "Hold my hand?" "Stan..." I start to warn him.

"Please?" His hand trails a little bit higher to my thigh.

"Do you really want attention right now?" "Mhmm." "Wait a bit." "But-" "It's the last class of the day...we have like ten minutes left." He pouts crossing his arms and slouching in his seat.

"Don't be like that." "What will you do if-" "We can figure that out later." I shrug handing him his pencil back.

—later

"Let's watch a movie or something." I shake my head gently. "Tv?" Again I shake my head. "Go out somewhere? Sleep? I can't read your mind, Bill." He giggles holding onto my hand as he stands in front of me.

I pat my lap. "Huh?" "Sit. Facing me." "What...what are we doing?" He does as I say, sitting on my lap facing me.

"I just wanna hug." I shrug kissing him gently. "That's doesn't feel like a hug." "Just had to sneak one in there." I shrug once again running my fingers up and down his back.

"Your...Your hands are cold." He whispers leaning his head onto mine. "Mhmm." I touch his neck lightly with my fingers.

I pick him up, his legs wrap around waist.
"Where are we going?" He giggles.

I lay him in his back on the bed. Hovering over him. "Oh." He smiles gently, his eyes search my face. I grip his face gently, searching his face. I stare at the purple spots I left.

I kiss him passionately. It takes his breath away but he still returns the kiss. I move down to his jawline. Leaving small wet spots there.

He hums before going in to kiss me. "Nope." "What?" "No more." I shrug standing up in front of him. "What do you mean no more?" "You know what I mean." "So we're not what we did last time?" "Nope.

"Wait why?" "I was just teasing you." He stands up standing in front of me. "No." "No what?" He pulls my collar down, kissing me passionately. He moves down to my neck. "Nope. C'mon." "Bill." He furrows his brows, crossing his arms.

"You must be really desperate right now." "No..." he rolls his eyes pushing past me. "Don't be mad." He giggles as I pick him up from behind. "Let's go out.
I'm pretty hungry." "Nope." "What do you mean 'nope'?" "I want a kiss first."

"Really?" "Mhmm." "My weakness," I whisper pecking his lips.