Dovesso One Shots | (x fem.reader)

Clarrisa doesn't want to go to bed alone like she has for the past few days, so she does what she knows works best with Leonora.
Warnings: slight making out

Clarissa PoV:

I sighed, putting the book down I had been reading for the past two hours. There was nothing else to do. I mean, I could also watch a movie or something but it wasn't quite the things I wanted to do. At least not alone.

Since Leonora had that sparking idea to write a book, she kind of got lost in it. I don't want to say that I hate that she found something she loves to do, I would never be that type of girlfriend. It makes me rather happy to listen to her explain and ramble on about her characters and plans for the book. But just as much as I am happy, I am annoyed with it.

Someone could have warned me that it would lead to her staying up late at night to write something down she  else 'would forget'. How many nights I had fallen asleep alone you ask? I am not quite sure myself. But híts has been much more than I would like to admit.

In the morning I would either find her alseep at her desk or halfly undressed in bed. She looked cute, but I still wished she would come with me to bed, instead leaving me to go alone.

The clock showed just short after 11 PM. I sighed and got up from my seat, walking over to Leonora. She was already lost in writing again, the big frames of her glasses neatly settled onto her nose. I wish I could just kiss her cute face all day. Maybe I would just force her to endure it instead of letting her go so she could spend her time behind the desk instead of with me in bed.

"It's late Nora.." I mumbled as I stood behind her, my hands on her shoulders. She relaxed under my touch, allowing me to massage the tense muscles. "I need a few more minutes here," she answered mindlessly, scribbling down another note she very surely would throw into the trash bin tomorrow morning.

"Can't you do that tomorrow? I want to cuddle and not fall asleep alone again.." She was already lost to her thoughts again, mumbling something about things not making sense that way. I grumbled and shook my head, the sweet feeling of butterflies in my stomach at an all time low.

Moving my fingers slowly under over her shoulders, I leaned my mouth close to her ear. "C'mon... Don't leave me hanging again. I want you.." My breath was hot against her skin and I could feel her shiver beneath me. There was a soft intake of air, one that made her close her beautiful green eyes.

"You wouldn't want to displease me, would you..?" I asked, my teeth capturing her earlob. She gripped her pen just a tad bit tighter, enough to tell me that my little plan was just working as I had intended it too. It made the butterflies in my stomach fly.

"But.. but I need to finish this.." she whispered back, more a question that an argument. I chuckled softly, tilting my head. My lips brushed against the length of her neck, leaving heated kisses every now and then. And just as expected, she leaned her head to the side, giving me more room to toy with her.

"It can wait, I can't.." I mumbled against her soft skin, loving how she gasped. "I waited long enough now. It's time you come to bed with me and take care of your lovely girlfriend, don't you think? I already have something in mind.."

Leaning back, I turned her chair around, smirking as I saw the soft pink on her cheeks. Her glasses had slipped down her nose just a tiny bit, enough to make her look even hotter. In my eyes at least. Which, if we talk about it, were the only eyes allowed to see her like this.

The green of her eyes shined softly in the dim light of the lamp next to us, her teeth nibbling on the sweet pink of her wonderful lips. My body shivered at the thought to feel them all over my body, worshipping my skin over and over again. The butterflies started to go crazy.

"Finally decided that there was something better to do at night then write your book?" The pink on her cheeks intensified a bit and she turned her head. She was adorable. And all mine.

I reached out, grabbing her chin softly. Little sparks ran through my fingertips, just as much as the ran through her body at the exact same moment.

We locked eyes, a small smile on my lips as I leaned closer. "Don't think I don't want you to do something you love, but it would be nice if this wouldn't take up most of your time. I still demand my time with you. I need it. I need you.."

Something flickered behind her eyes. Hunger, desire, but mostly love. Pure, sweet love. I could drown in this look she gave me. It was the same she always gave me when she adored me, or looked at me when I did something. The butterflies filled flew with love. Love for her and no one else.

"I admit I kind of got caught up with writing," she said softly, chuckling as she slowly leaned up, giving my nose a soft kiss. I smiled, unable to feel even a slight mad at her. How could I when she was so cute?

Pulling her up to her feet, I hugged her softly. My face buried into the crook of her neck, inhaling her perfume. The same she wore since I had gifted it to her oh so many months ago. I don't think she once wore something different.

"Let's head to bed, hm Princess?" "I thought you might never ask," I answered and leaned my head back, smiling up at her. She cupped my cheek and kissed me, softly, her lips moving perfectly against mine. It made the butterflies in my stomach flutter greatly.

Never, in no relationship I had before, had anyone managed to do this to me. But her, oh she was so much different. I loved her, more than any of the others. The way she made me feel was addicting, I could never find myself getting enough her. And I wished for this to never end.

My hands grasped her waist in a helpless try to hold myself up as she only parted shortly to gasp for air, her lips finding mine again just a moment later. It was like this woman breathed me instead of air. Not that I would mind this one bit.

When she finally leaned back to properly catch her breath, she smiled widely. Just like a kid when it got some candy. Her forehead leaned against mine and I couldn't help but smile back at her. This woman, I would kill for her, even if it meant destroying myself in the process.

Interwining my hand with hers, I pulled her with me. The lights now turned off and the book she was writing abandoned in the dark.

We slowly walked up the stairs, laughing softly in the dark. Even now, in our older ages, she still managed to make me feel like a love struck teenager sometimes. I enjoyed it. It was nice as long as it lasted.

The door feel shut behind us as we finally stepped into our bedroom. Her hands snook around my sides, pulling me flush against her in the darkness. It made my heart flutter in my chest, the butterflies in my stomach going crazy.

A soft sigh escaped my lips, swallowed by her own. We moved backwards, slowly, until the back of my knees hit the bed and I fell down onto it. It made us both chuckle and not a moment later, I felt her crawl on top of me, peppering my neck with soft kisses.

I closed my eyes, my hands reaching up and tangling in her oh so soft locks. Those lips of hers were a sin. Purely and entirely. If I could I would sell my sould to feel them on me at any given moment.

"Hmm, Nora.." I breathed out her name softly into the darkness of the room, smirking at how she shivered. It was delightful.

"Yes, Princess?" She leaned her head up, even if none of us could see the other. "As much as I enjoy this, it was only bait to get you to bed.." My hands squeezed her hips softly and I smiled at her chuckle. "Oh good. I am actually dead tired," she replied and sat up, reaching over to turn on the small light on the nightsstand next to us.

Light flooded the room, bringing her back into view. Her glasses were long gone, a few stray copper curls now hanging in her face. The soft pink of her earlier blush still slightly visible. This woman managed to look cute and sexy at the same time.

"Cuddles then instead?" "I would kill for some good cuddles with you right now," I responeded. Together, we quickly changed into some more comfortable clothes, the butterflies in my stomach slowly having calmed down by now.

She laid on the bed first, arms held open for me. I gratefully accepted, crawling into her embrace. The light turned off and I was left with her sweet scent and the soft rythem of her heartbeat beating beneath me in her chest.

As my eyes grew heavy, her hands started to softly run up and down my back. I smiled, letting the sleep wash over me and pull me down into the dream world.