More Of Them

More of Them <3

This is the start of some bullshit that won't leave my mind. Not sure if I should expand.

Fem reader

Warning: alludes to sex, NSFW potentially

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Law knew what she was doing. It was obvious as she sauntered out of his bathroom wearing one of his t-shirts. She liked to tease him and the easiest way was to throw on one of his shirts because it showcased his favorite part of her: her thighs.

He smirked and patted his leg beckoning her to come sit on his lap. "Come here," he said his voice husky. She already knew how this would end and the thought made blood rush to her core. Law knew exactly what he wanted and she was all but putty in his hands.

She made her way to him and sat down gently in his lap. He ran his hands along her curves until they came to rest on her hips. He pressed down causing her bottom to push into him. He leaned in, his lips finding the sensitive spot on her ear and he whispered, "the things I'm going to do to you, kitten..."

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Thoughts?

Me every time I have to kill my overridden machine after it killed all the other machines for me:

A better picture of my new tattoo. Now I have my baby daddy on my leg.

Being a writer is just 97% googling words to make sure they mean exactly what you always assumed they meant.

No matter which one wins, everybody loses!