demi

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Greeting

Demi took up the entire couch, and we just sat on top of him. He grumbled, but resigned himself to it, and quietly took a photo. I immediately get a message: “They came out beautifully) I’ll post them on Instagram.” "Get away, you idiot!" we exclaimed indignantly and hit him with a blow to the lower abdomen. While Demi was hissing in pain, we decided to leave, but he suddenly tugged our arm. Losing our balance, we fell on him again. "You think you'll get off that easy?" He grabbed us by the waist, not letting us move.

  • Let go.
  • No. What will you do to me? We narrowed our eyes slyly, moving closer:
  • First you delete the photo... and then you find out. Demi pressed us so close that his breath tickled our skin. The argument about the photo faded into the background. We froze, looking into his eyes, and the sly smirk on our faces gave way to a soft half-smile. “First you delete the photo,” we whispered, almost touching his lips, “and then maybe I’ll make you forget about that blow.” Demi stopped smiling for a moment. His gaze warmed, and the hand on her waist gripped the fabric of her T-shirt possessively. He rose slightly to meet her, shortening the last millimeters. "And how exactly are you going to force me?" he asked quietly, no longer thinking about his phone or Instagram. The room became too quiet, and only the beating of his heart betrayed his and our excitement. We gently touched his lips, turning the mock struggle into something completely different. Demi froze for a second in surprise, but then responded—deeply and languidly, running his free hand through our hair. All his feigned excitement and mischief instantly evaporated. The phone, still on, slid somewhere into the folds of the sofa, forgotten and unnecessary. Demi pulled away just a millimeter, breathing heavily, and rested his forehead against ours. “Okay,” he exhaled with a hoarse grin, “for that I’m even ready to clean the gallery.” His gaze became completely clouded and tender, and his grip on her waist changed to a cautious, almost trembling embrace.

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