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A Little Unsteady: 25 | Major Tease
| Laura Marano |
He messes with the bottom of my shirt, slowly moving his hands up my stomach. I pull away a little, causing Ross to drop his hands from underneath my shirt. "Do you want me to take my shirt off?" I whisper, keeping my forehead against his. He pulls his head back and narrows his eyes at me. "I'm being serious." I say. He looks down, right at my chest, then back up to my eyes. "Babe, I'm comfortable with you." Now he raises his eyebrows.
"You're not wearing a bra." He states. I roll my eyes.
"That's kind of the point, dude." I say. He stares down at my chest before taking a deep breath and widening his eyes. "What?" I ask.
"I'm going to see your boobs." He says, his eyes still wide and fixed on my chest. He then looks up into my eyes. "I'm going to see the Laura Marano's boobs." Now he's just teasing me. I playfully roll my eyes and punch his shoulder, causing him to laugh a bit. I cross my arms over my chest as Ross tries to lift my shirt. "Laura!" He whines, yanking it.
"You're teasing me, now I feel like you're gonna laugh." I quietly say. Now Ross rolls his eyes.
"Seriously." I nod my head. "I'm not going to laugh you dipshit-I mean lover." I scrunch up my nose. "Please?" He asks.
"Fine." I whisper, putting my arms down. He smirks at me and reaches for my shirt. He lift it up to the point where my arms were in the air and all that needed to happen was for it to go over my neck.
"I think the views better if I leave the shirt covering your face." Groaning, I put my arms over my chest, causing Ross to drop the shirt and for it to fall back down. "I'm sorry I'm sorry." He laughs out.
"You're laughing." I frown. Ross grabs my wrists and puts them by my sides.
"I'm sorry, I'm just messing around with you." He says, grabbing the end of my shirt. "Okay, I'm gonna be serious now."
"Did you actually see them?" I ask.
"Yes." He replied. "Now let me see them again." I look him in the eyes. "Laura, come on." Keeping my eyes on his, I put my arms inside my shirt and keep it crossed in front of my chest as I let him pull the shirt up over my head. He tosses it beside him on the floor and I look after it. "Uncross your arms, babe." He says, grabbing my wrists. "Come on, I just saw them." He adds, now putting his hands on my bare waist. "Don't make me tickle you." My eyes widen. "Laura!" He whines, tugging on my wrists now. Rolling my eyes, I finally give in and drop my arms, but before anything happened, I lean down and put my bare chest against his. "You're a tease." He whispers, trailing his fingers up and down my sides. I squirm out of how ticklish I am.
"You're not playing fair." I say into his skin.
"You're being a major tease." He replies. "I already saw them, Laura. And obviously I like what I see or else I wouldn't want to see them again." He says. Come on, Laura! You're comfortable with him!
"Fine." I say, finally sitting up with my eyes closed. After a few seconds, I open my eyes and look at Ross. His eyes were fixed on my bare chest. I squeal as Ross squeezes my side and pushes me on my back, now hovering above me. My head was a foot away from the end of the bed. "Why'd you do that?" I ask, messing with his hairs on his neck. Ross smiles at me as he brings his lips down to mine.
"Because you're so fucking sexy." He murmurs, kissing down my jawline. Moaning, I tilt my head to the side as he trails kisses down my neck. Fuuuck. "So. Fucking. Sexy." He moans after saying that and kisses my collarbone. I couldn't help but tug on his hair, causing a string of moans to escape Ross. He pulls away and takes a deep breath. "I can't... I can't stop myself if I keep going." He breathes out. I look up at his face. He has trailed kisses all around my skin, not leaving an inch behind, even around my waistband. And I knew he wanted to do more, but I a couple things were holding me back. 1, I haven't shaved down there for a few days. And 2, well... let's repeat the first one.
"Ross, it's been a few days since I last shave-" Ross yanks down my shorts and underwear down to my knees. Well shit, he's horny.
"Don't care." He mumbles, kissing my inner thighs. Before he could get much further, we heard the front door shut. "Fuck." Ross says, falling on top of me. His head crashed right onto my stomach.
"They're gonna come in here, aren't they." I whisper.
"Yup." Ross replies. Once the footsteps got closer, I began to panic. "Get under the covers!" Ross whisper yells. I pull my underwear up my legs and hurry to get under the covers. I pull the sheets up to my chest and turn myself on my stomach to make it seem like I was asleep. Then the door opened.
"She asleep?" Rocky asks.
"Yeah." Ross replies. "What's up?" He asks.
"Just checking in on you. We're going to the actual studio tomorrow again to talk with Andre and some of the label heads about the three possible singles. Be ready by nine-thirty."
"Okay." I hear footsteps. "Wait, Rock!" Ross somewhat shouts. "Could you shut the door please?"
"Oh, oops. Yeah I will. Night Ross, love you."
"Night, love you." I hear the door shut and that's when I take a deep breath. "They always interrupt us." He mutters, getting underneath the covers. I look at his face, not bothering to move.
"I'm actually tired." I whisper, looking at him. He nods his head in agreement. "And they ruined the moment." I admit. Ross nods again. "Could you hand me my shirt?" I ask, sitting up with the covers to my chest. Ross look at the floor beside him and then at me.
"Can you sleep without a shirt?" He asks, looking back at the floor. "I threw it too far and I don't want to get up." He whispers, giving me a sad look. Sighing, I lay back down and look up at the ceiling. "Do you still have your contacts in?" He asks.
"Uh huh." I reply.
"Well go take them out." He says.
"I don't want to get up." I tell him.
"You'll regret it in the morning." He tells me, snuggling up under the covers. Groaning, I get myself up out of bed and over my t-shirt, then to the bathroom to take out my contacts. Once I had my shirt back on and my glasses on, I make my way back to Ross' bed. "Better?" He asks.
"No." I whisper, crawling into his side. Ross takes a deep breath and starts to play with my hair as I comfy myself up on his chest. "I'm awake now." I add, kissing his chest a few times.
"That sucks." He replies. Frowning, I pinch his nipple. "What the fuck, Laura." He whines, slapping my hand. "Why?" He mutters, now rubbing it. I laugh a little. "Shut up." He mumbles, reaching to turn off his lamp. I groan as he pretty much pushes me off him to do so.
"I'm not sorry." He tells me. I frown at him. "But I will forgive you if you take your shirt off again." I give him a blank stare. "Please?" He asks. He tugs on my shirt and pouts his bottom lip.
"What will you do for me?" I ask. Ross raises his eyebrows and grabs my hand. "What are you doing?" I ask, watching as he lifts up the covers. My eyes widen when he places my hand on his manhood. Well shit. "Okay, this is helping you, not me." I say. Ross let's go of my hand, but I didn't...
"You're not moving your hand, are you?" He questions with a smirk. "So you like it. Therefore, this is doing something for you." I roll my eyes and press really hard against him. "Ow!" He yelps, pushing my hand away. He turns his lamp on and gives me a horrified look. "Why do you keep hurting me today?" He asks. "I can hurt you too, you know." He says.
"Alright, do it." I say.
"What?"
"Hurt me. I dare you." I wasn't wearing my glasses so he was a bit blurry (a lot blurry) but I knew he rolled his eyes.
"I'm not gonna hurt you, Laura." I raise my eyebrows.
"Why? Is it because I'm a girl?" I ask.
"Am I blurry to you?" He asks.
"No." I lie.
"Bull shit." He mutters.
"Okay, you're blurry." I tell him. "But you still wouldn't hurt me."
"How would you even want me to hurt you?" He asks. "It's not like I'll punch your fucking vagina or your boob." He says.
"Slap my arm really hard." I tell him.
"Laura, no. Seriously, I'm not going to hurt you."
"No balls." I flat out say.
"I have balls." He states.
"You sure about that?" I ask. "Because it seams like you don't."
"Grab your glasses." He says. I hear him shuffle around as I grab my glasses from the nightstand. "No balls my ass." I hear him mutter. "Does this look like I have no balls?" Me being stupid, I wasn't thinking that Ross would actually show me his balls. Boy, was I wrong. "See! Two balls." He says, pointing to his free junk.
"Ross!" I whisper shout. "What the fuck!" I slap his hand away which slaps his underwear elastic band down, leaving half his freaking junk out. "Put that away!" I whisper shout, still not looking away from his... you know what.
"Put this away?" He asks, lifting his boxers up again. "Why? You seem to be enjoying it." I snap my eyes away from it and look up at Ross' face with an o mouth shape. "Baby, your mouth is gonna have to be opened a little bigger to fit around my dick for a blowjob." My eyes widen even more and I slap his chest hard. But or course, it didn't phase him. "By the way, when do I get that blowjob?" He asks, his eyebrows raised.
"How about... never." I say, smiling at him. His smirk falls. I smile wider. "Now, do me a favor and put your dick back in your-" I stop once he grabs my hand and puts it on his dick. This time, there was no underwear separating his skin from mine. "Wh-what are you doing?" I ask, watching as he lifts his hand up.
"Making you comfortable." He replies. He pulls his underwear back up and pats my hand though his underwear. Remind me why my hand is still placed firmly on his you know what while he pulled his underwear back up. "Like what you feel?" He asks, his smirk back in place.
"Babe, if I liked it, I would've already blowed it." With that said, I take my hand out of his underwear and pat his stomach, enjoying his straight face.
"You're mean." He mutters, fixing his underwear. "You're just plain old mean." I couldn't really tell if he was kidding or not. "Now I'm tired." He mumbles.
"Are you butt hurt?" I ask, taking my glasses off. I set them on the nightstand and turn back towards Ross who was turning the lamp off again. "Ross!" I whine. I try to crawl on top of him but he keeps pushing me off. "I love you." I whisper. No response. Sighing, I lay back down and look at the blurred ceiling. "Ross." I whisper. "Ross." I say, nudging him. Groaning, I sit back up. Quickly, I remove my shirt and toss it on the ground before lifting the covers up a ton to cling myself onto Ross' side, making sure to press my bare front into his side.
"I knew it'd work." He whispers, kissing my hair. "Glad to see that acting mad at you gets you shirtless." I was about to slap his chest, but he stops me by grabbing my wrist. "Don't hit me, just cuddle. When you get hot, move away if you want but please don't put a shirt back on."
"Why can't I put a shirt back on?" I ask.
"Because I don't want you too." He whispers. "And... did you mean what you said-"
"About the blowjob?" I ask. "No, I didn't mean it." He kisses my forehead again. "Ross, I love you. I love every part of you. Even the dirty shit that I'm always too chicken to touch." I tell him, kissing his chest.
"I love you, too." I sigh and cuddle back into his side. "Night, Laura." He whispers.
"Night." I whisper back, rubbing my thumb in soft circles in his chest.
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Sneak peak of chapter 26:
"I've been good." I say, nodding my head. I make eye contact with Ross and he nods as well, sipping on his coke. "Uh, Andrew and I broke up." Lissa frowns. "Yeah, it was sudden, but it was definitely the best thing for the both of us." I say, somewhat lying.
"Was if bad?" She asks. "The breakup, I mean." I give her a small smile, not really wanting to talk about my ex boyfriend in front of my current boyfriend.
"It could've ended nicer, I'll just leave it with that. How have you been?" I ask her.
"Amazing! Works been stressful, but I guess work is just stressful in general. Um, still have my boyfriend in my life, we're actually moving in together, so that's a major step in our relationship." I smile widely at her. Her and Kade have been dating for a little over a year and a half and they're legit the cutest thing in the world. "How about you, Ross?" She asks. I look at Ross, seeing him with his eyebrows raised. He looks at me and then at Lissa.
"Oh, uh... I've been pretty good." He replies. I nudge his arm a little bit. He furrows his eyebrows at me. "I-I've written some songs for the album, Laura actually helped me finish one today." Lissa gives me a proud look. "Um... yeah." Rolling my eyes, I look at Lissa.
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