SwedenXReader - On Your Side C1Warning. "Denmark ish Bitchie" alert. Suggestive themes, and violence...SwedenXReader - On Your Side C12 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Oh, God. Mat- ahh!" you moaned as your Dane began caressing your cheeks, all the while, thrusting his member slowly upon you.
"Any moment now, _______." he breathed, tired yet energetic.
It's been a few weeks since you have decided to commit in a relationship with Mathias. It was hard to say yes. Believe it or not, before you entered his life, the Danish man would bring home another lady from the bar per night. You, yes, were just another girl at the bar. You drank moderately and always had eyes for Mathias. Little did you know he eyed you too. But you were smarter than that; even after agreeing to be his girl; you never slept with him once, until you were ready. And now, you were.
At the peak of you climax, you heard the chiming of a cell phone. Seeing as though you both share the same ringtone, it was hard to tell whose phone it was.
"Baby, is it my phone?" you reached for it anyway. Mathias was too tired
One Day"Dude, wake up!"One Day2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I heard someone scream. "Mattie, wake up!" I opened my eyes and saw my brother shaking me. "I'm awake, I'm awake" I told him while trying to make him stop. "Good, now come on, we have a meeting today" he said while leaving the room. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, I turned to the nightstand to grab my glasses and saw my big stuffed bear in the corner. "Hey Kuma, what are you doing in the corner?" I laughed at myself because I knew he was not going to answer me. I grabbed my glasses and got out of bed.
After I got dressed, I was brushing my hair when my brother came in. "Matthew, hurry up, I'm hungry" he said like if he was a little kid. "Then go make yourself some breakfast, you don't have to wait for me" I answered after I finished with my hair and was putting the brush down. "I know, but sadly, I don't make pancakes like the great Matthew Williams" he said, being sarcastic. "Just go to the kitchen, Alfred, I'll be down in a second" I said. "You better be" he