Novel & Cerita Heartstopper Pillow Fort Scene

He crossed the room, pulled the extra pillow from the chair beside the bed and stood over her for a moment, looking down at her face, at the slow rise and fall of her chest. "It's nothing personal," he said quietly. "Just business." He pressed the pillow down on her face. She woke immediately, her hands coming up, her body lurching upwards. A muffled sound tore out of her but the pillow swallowed it whole. Her fingers clawed at his wrists, her nails finding skin, but he leaned his weight forward and held on.

Ian smiled to himself as he accepted the truth, he was in love with her. He walked to the small couch, grabbed a pillow, and held it in front of his crotch. Then he stepped out. Fatima was no longer waiting by the door. He hurried through the house, checking around carefully. When he reached the living room, there she was. “What’s that?” she asked, noticing the pillow pressed against him. “Nothing,” he said with a chuckle. Fatima laughed. They walked out together. Ian kept the pillow awkwardly in place the whole way, hiding his bulge.

“But, ehm… Yeah. I guess I am a bit in love with him. Maybe. A little” “A little? Maybe?”. I raise my eyebrow at her, giving her a knowing look. “Oh f*ck off”. She laughs, before smashing my pillow against my face. Oh no she didn’t! Grabbing my other pillow swiftly, we soon find ourselves in an all-out pillow war. All the while we are laughing and hollering at each other loudly. “Maximmmm and Milllllieee, sittin’ in a tree...”. *Pillow smack to my face*.

She yelled again when she got a chance to but he covered her mouth again. "Shut up." He flashed his intimidating eyes at her; the only thing she could see in the dark room. "Please," She resorted to begging when he took his hand off her lips again to get a pillow on the other side of the bed. "If you won't shut the fuck up, I'll have to make you," He said but before Belle could understand that sentence, he put the pillow over her face. Belle gripped his shirt when he did that because she couldn't breathe properly; her breath had been cut short. She started to hit his chest with her frail hands, trying to make him take the pillow off her face so she could breathe.

He kept his focus on the centre of the halo that housed the energy and at the same time portrayed the past scenes. "We are coming in now?" He heard Henry say once more and he started getting prepared to unplug the machine. He heard the constant revving of a car engine and before he knew it, a car sprung out of the halo and it almost got burnt. Without wasting time, Michael unplugged it and the glittering power and the scenes disappered. Sarah flinched in her sub-consciousness, he noticed and rushed over to the stretcher.

I heard a low rumble growl. "Please tell me you have shorts under that shirt!" Hendrix grumbles. The four other guys are now turned away from looking at me. Not wanting to feel the wrath of a deadly Hendrix. "Why would I need shorts on?" I asked him. "Inside! Put some damn shorts on!" Hendrix growls out. "I don't need shorts on mate!" I retort. The outside lounge decorative pillow hits me on the face. I let out a low growl. How dare he throw a pillow at me! I pick the pillow up and throw it just as hard into Hendrix's chest.

I grin, wickedly, taking another cautious step. “No,” he warns, slightly tilting his head. But I move closer. And the next thing I know, Sheba has jumped out of my arms just as the heaviest pillow in this room is thrown at us. I stumble back with the impact but gain balance before falling on my butt. Putting my hand over my chest, I feel the thumping heart against my rib cage. “You did not just do that?” I bend to pick up the pillow, not taking my eyes off Kevin who, strangely, looks amused.

He removed his hands immediately from her ass and then removed his other hand from his crotch, acting like nothing happened. Heart’s eyes widened when she realized that she was sleeping on his lap. ‘What the hell am I doing right now?! I am sleeping on my boss’ lap?! How embarrassing!’ Heart thought and then stood up immediately. She faced Cullen. Cullen grabbed the pillow immediately and covered his crotch as she might notice his bulge.

I never knew my pillow could be this warm and comfy. Hm, it is even cuddling with me. My prayer has been answered. I snuggle even closer to the warm pillow until my leg touches what it is not supposed to touch and my hands feel hard abs. Pillows don't have abs, I say in my head before my eyes flow open and the comfy, warm pillow is actually not a pillow but Blake. Okay, Breathe Aria Breathe Nothing happened right?

I pulled the pillow from my head, and threw it across the room. I was already near my climax, and I guess he knew, so he increased his pace. I was convulsing, and moaned his name loudly as I came. Finally, he stopped, and moved up to kiss me, so I could have a taste of my juice. "Did you like it?" He smiled, panting. I could not speak. I was breathing heavily, almost felt ashamed when I glanced at the pillow across the room. His eyes followed mine, and he chuckled quietly.