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A/N] Omg....I feel so dirty for typing this....This is literally the dirtiest thing, I've ever written... WARNING!!! Implied smut ahead. Don't like, Don't read. Ye' have been warned.
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"WILLIAM!" You shouted out of the bedroom window in your two story house. You waited a few moments for a response. There was none, though you weren't surprised. The music blaring from his house would have made anyone go deaf. You huffed and made your way back inside. You marched over to the closet and pulled the doors open to grab your robe. You threw it on and walked downstairs and out of the door. This time, he was not going to get away with waking you up at three in the morning.
You walked up to his house and began to pound on his door feirocously. You waited for a few moments, but no reply came from the Scottish man. You began to search for his spare key. Spotting a rock, you picked it up. You smiled in approval when you saw the metal trinket. You picked up the key and began to mess with the lock. After much effort, you heard a click. You made your way inside, slamming the door behind you. You hands instantly flew up to cover your ears. Th e music was ten times louder inside. How the man was able to sleep in such conditions was beyond you.
You made your way up the stairs ann down the hall. You stopped in front of a closed door. The music was loudest here. Thoughts began to race your through your mind, causing you to second guess your decision. 'What if he's naked. Or what if he has a 'lady-friend' over.' You pushed these thoughts aside as your growing headache led you onward. You opened the door and blindly ran towards the source of the music. You reached the chord and pulled. You quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Almost instantly, silence filled the night once more. That is, until you heard a very thick Scottish accent.
"Now why di' ja go an' turn off me' music, lassy?" You held your breath and slowly turned around. William was standing right behind you, and he was very close. You gulped as you made eye contact with him. His green eyes were so abnormal and captivating. You shook your head and glared using a harsh tone as you spoke. "Look William, your crappy music has been waking me up for weeks now! It's about time that it stops! I have work in the morning and I don't get up until six! I'm always awake three hours before I need to be! That's three hours I could still be in bliss. Now cut it out and let me get some rest!" You were actually quite shocked. You didn't mean to sound that harsh towards the man. 'Good job [Name]. Now he's gonns think I'm an uptight bimbo and never want to see me again.' You thought.
Your thoughts were interrupted by a chuckle. You came back to reality and noticed that William was smirking. "What?" You seethed. "[Name], you relise tha' jour half nekkid under tha' robe, aye?" Your face turned a bright shade of red and you looked down. You had forgotten to grab something to throw on beside you [enter favourite color], see-through robe. You looked back up and saw lust in his eyes. He grabbed your waist and flung you on the the bed. You tried t sit up, but he crawled on top of you, pinning you down. You squeaked when you felt him trace kisses down your jaw line, and moaned when he moved down to bite the sensative skin of your neck. "W-William~" was all you managed to get out before he slamed his lips onto yours in a heated kiss.
After a while, he broke it off to catch his breath. He looked down at your red face and laughed. He leaned back down and whispered huskily into your ear, "I'm glad ye' come ovr', [Name]. I was so lonely.~" Your blush intensified at his words. An idea popped into your head. 'Oh, this is going to be fun' you thought. Looking up at him innocently, you pouted. "But William. What about work tomorrow?" He look at you and smirked. "Looks lik' your callin' in sick." He licked his lips and you shivered with excitment. Oh yes, this
was going to be a very fun night.
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"WILLIAM!" You shouted out of the bedroom window in your two story house. You waited a few moments for a response. There was none, though you weren't surprised. The music blaring from his house would have made anyone go deaf. You huffed and made your way back inside. You marched over to the closet and pulled the doors open to grab your robe. You threw it on and walked downstairs and out of the door. This time, he was not going to get away with waking you up at three in the morning.
You walked up to his house and began to pound on his door feirocously. You waited for a few moments, but no reply came from the Scottish man. You began to search for his spare key. Spotting a rock, you picked it up. You smiled in approval when you saw the metal trinket. You picked up the key and began to mess with the lock. After much effort, you heard a click. You made your way inside, slamming the door behind you. You hands instantly flew up to cover your ears. Th e music was ten times louder inside. How the man was able to sleep in such conditions was beyond you.
You made your way up the stairs ann down the hall. You stopped in front of a closed door. The music was loudest here. Thoughts began to race your through your mind, causing you to second guess your decision. 'What if he's naked. Or what if he has a 'lady-friend' over.' You pushed these thoughts aside as your growing headache led you onward. You opened the door and blindly ran towards the source of the music. You reached the chord and pulled. You quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Almost instantly, silence filled the night once more. That is, until you heard a very thick Scottish accent.
"Now why di' ja go an' turn off me' music, lassy?" You held your breath and slowly turned around. William was standing right behind you, and he was very close. You gulped as you made eye contact with him. His green eyes were so abnormal and captivating. You shook your head and glared using a harsh tone as you spoke. "Look William, your crappy music has been waking me up for weeks now! It's about time that it stops! I have work in the morning and I don't get up until six! I'm always awake three hours before I need to be! That's three hours I could still be in bliss. Now cut it out and let me get some rest!" You were actually quite shocked. You didn't mean to sound that harsh towards the man. 'Good job [Name]. Now he's gonns think I'm an uptight bimbo and never want to see me again.' You thought.
Your thoughts were interrupted by a chuckle. You came back to reality and noticed that William was smirking. "What?" You seethed. "[Name], you relise tha' jour half nekkid under tha' robe, aye?" Your face turned a bright shade of red and you looked down. You had forgotten to grab something to throw on beside you [enter favourite color], see-through robe. You looked back up and saw lust in his eyes. He grabbed your waist and flung you on the the bed. You tried t sit up, but he crawled on top of you, pinning you down. You squeaked when you felt him trace kisses down your jaw line, and moaned when he moved down to bite the sensative skin of your neck. "W-William~" was all you managed to get out before he slamed his lips onto yours in a heated kiss.
After a while, he broke it off to catch his breath. He looked down at your red face and laughed. He leaned back down and whispered huskily into your ear, "I'm glad ye' come ovr', [Name]. I was so lonely.~" Your blush intensified at his words. An idea popped into your head. 'Oh, this is going to be fun' you thought. Looking up at him innocently, you pouted. "But William. What about work tomorrow?" He look at you and smirked. "Looks lik' your callin' in sick." He licked his lips and you shivered with excitment. Oh yes, this
was going to be a very fun night.
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Ok! Wow...I feel...so wrong...Anyways, this was a request from Hope you like it! Lulz X3 Thank you for all the support and stuffs! Ok, so, this one has implied smut in it because that's a far as I was willing to go. Anywho~I hope you enjoy this! (Sorry if the title is crappy. It wouldn't let me type what I wanted too) XD
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Aww i wish he called in sick for me XD who the bloody hell works on a sunday -_-
Aww i wish he called in sick for me XD who the bloody hell works on a sunday -_-