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072; this is obsessive behaviour

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"they're so hot," he breathed out with a smile, "you need to watch some of them because they're so good, especially with those audios that just.. wow."

"...this is obsessive behaviour." she said, running her hand through his hair while he frowned.

"you know what is obsessive? saying you'll delete my tiktok because you don't want me watching videos."

"of girls dancing in fucking underwear."

"they're fully dressed baby."

"they're still girls." she argued, "the inner fuckboy can't resist it."

"you're funny when you're jealous," corbyn smiled at her as she slowly shook her head, "i kind of love it."

"you're an asshole," mollie told him as he was pushed onto his back by the girl, his hands moving to her thighs again while she put her hands either side of his head and looked down at him.

the boy had found himself going silent as he locked eyes with his girlfriend, his breathing becoming heavier while he adjusted his position slightly.

"now you've gone quiet." she broke the silence between them while moving her hair behind her shoulders.

"please have my kids." corbyn raised his eyebrows as he took a deep breath, watching her slowly smile while she shook her head, "i didn't bring any protection."

"we don't need it."

"we do need it because i want to fuc-"

"we just won't use any." mollie shrugged, undoing the string to his sweats as he watched her do so, "we can get that plan b shit later."

"okay," he said, his face being cupped by the girl as she leant down to place a kiss on his lips that had been deepened almost instantly by the pair.

yet while their lips were connected together, corbyn moved the girl onto her back as her arms went around his neck, his hands being placed on the waistband of her shorts while his head moved to her neck.

"this is never fair," mollie mumbled, moving her head to one side to give him more access to her neck despite the frown on her face, "you always say you like me in charge and then you pull some type of shit like this."

"you were a few days ago on the field." he argued, moving his girlfriend further onto the bed while untying her shorts, "it's my turn now."

"i had to be because if i wasn't on top of you it would've looked like we were having sex." mollie looked at him as he smiled at her, "it's illegal to do that."

"yeah and in here i get to do as i please, so i'm in charge." he raised his eyebrows, pulling her shorts off of her as he threw them onto the floor, "but be quiet, your brother is next door."

"what makes you think you're that good?" she replied with a smile on her face as he removed his sweats, "i'm not loud."

"you're hilarious." he mumbled, pulling her shirt over her head as he looked her up and down with the tip of his tongue rolling over his lips, "you are so perfect."

"corbyn." mollie glared at him.

"what?" he frowned.

"i'm naked and you decide to be sappy," she shrugged, "are you trying to turn me off?"

"no i was just saying you-"

"no because now you've made me feel all weird," she argued as the boy moved back on top of her, "i would've preferred it if you called me sexy or some shit."

"sexy is such a weird word." he replied.

"are you stalling?!"

"no you're making conversation!"

"you're the one who called me perfect when i'm literally naked on a hotel bed." she wrapped her arms around his neck as he shrugged.

"you are perfect." corbyn locked eyes with her as she tilted her head, "you're beautiful."

"please shut up and just put it in." the girl raised her eyebrows at him as a smile grew on his face, "what?"

"is this what marriage is like?" he laughed, "arguing while fucking, this is weird."

"corbyn," mollie said through a small laugh while lightly slapping his corbyn, "stop being an asshole."

"i'm sorry!" he continued to laugh, his head falling to her chest while a smile was stuck on her face, "sorry, i'm not in a seductive mood anymore. let's just get married."

"okay, now can we please get back to the main task?" she asked with a grin still on her face as the boy smiled at her, "corbyn."

"yes! yes sorry." he nodded, "back to fucking my hot girlfriend."

"oh my god."


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