Mine ➣ GxG

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it is in regular typing (Grammer) bc I'm not using my device.

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Neika was in her office and I was in the meeting room. Doing what? Random stuff.

Anyways, I walked into her office and walked to her and just sat down in her lap, throwing one of my arm around her shoulder.

"Waddup, baby?"

She looked at me as I tried to mock Corpse voice.

Neika laughed.

"I'm doing paperwork."

I hummed and laid down on her shoulder.

"Can I sleep here?"

"In my lap? Sure. Just don't...fidget a lot."

I hummed and closed my eyes, moving my body closer to hers.

"Wake me up soon."

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I moved around in the bed, trying to get comfortable. After moving around for some more seconds, a hand was placed on my hips.

"Stop moving, Paris." My bed grumbled. Wait beds don't have voices nor hands.

I moved around a bit more and the arm gripped my hips tighter.

"Paris."

I recognized the voice to be Neika's and then remembered that I fell asleep on her lap in her office.

"Hi."

I moved to turn to her and carried a leg over her lap, so I was straddling her and my head was still on her chest.

"Hi." She mumbled.

"Why so grumpy?" I yawned and moved my hips closer to her because I was closed.

Neika didn't answer so I let her be.

-

I fell asleep back after some time and then got up back.

I saw that we were moving- well Neika was walking.

I was placed in a car and Neika sat beside me.

I opened my eyes and rubbed them. I looked up at Neika and saw that she was already looking up at me.

"Hey, sleepy head."

"Don't call me that."

She smiled.

"It's probably like...10Pm or something."

"It's actually 9."

I hummed.

"Still sleepy."

"Then go back to sleep."

"I need my pillow back tho." I mumbled and looked at her.

Neika laughed and I saw her reached for something.

"You don't mind, do you...?" She asked as she flipped the cigar in her hand.

"No."

I leaned on her.

Neika placed her arms on my hips and lifted me, placing me on her.

I smiled in her neck and closed my eyes.

- Oneika -

The drive from my office to my house was a 1 ½ hour drive.

Smoking keeps me calm and relieves my nerves- reasons why I asked her if she don't mind me smoking.

I felt her move a bit in my lap as her head turned on my shoulder.

Her movement ceased for a moment, til she started moving around again. I placed a hand on her hip, making her stop moving.

Not the time to get a boner, Oneika. It's just innocent moving.

But my hand on her hip didn't stop her moving.

She slapped it away.

I resist the urge to chuckle.

"Let me get comfortable." She mumbled and I moved my hand.

"Okay."

I took another puff of the cigar and blew the smoke at the car top as Paris's hands wrapped around me.

This girl is different and she's a special case.

God, she doesn't know what the hell she do to me.