Your Boyfriend Game Fanfiction 소설 & 이야기

" hang .....ah..ha..ah.Will..d-don't tease .." Cassie mewled and moaned, her knuckles white from gripping the headboard. The things Will could do with his tongue, criminal. "Oh, but honey, you're so cute when you beg." William popped his head out from under the sheet, grinning. " I love those noises you make." He was far too impressed with himself as he hurried up into the bed beside his girlfriend. As if his ego needed further boosting, turning his lover into a begging mess certainly did the job.

she says smiling “now be a good girl, I love you” he says and kisses her hair “I love you too Daddy” she answers back. Benji eventually leaves… Two hours later after I put Zoey to sleep, I am in Mario’s studio sitting across him, “Benji asked me to marry him” I tell him, “what?, did you agree?” Mario questions putting his brush back “ of course not. I hate Benji, amongst everything else he has done so far, he raped my sister” I tell him,

Jean suddenly asked Fiona, "Is he really your boyfriend, Fiona?" Fiona heard Jean's words and immediately felt a bit guilty, but she managed to stay calm and responded, "Of course, how could a boyfriend be fake?" Jean narrowed her eyes slightly. The more she looked at the two of them, the less they seemed to match. So she gave a smile and said, "Since you say you're a couple, prove it to me." Fiona became increasingly nervous with the questions from Jean, and snapped, "How do you prove a boyfriend? What do you want, a blood test? Can you stop being so stupid?"

The next moment, she hugged him with her arms around his waist and looked into his eyes, cupping his face with her own hands and spoke the words she had almost spoken when she turned eighteen," Adi Grenier, I like you and want to be with you. Will you be my boyfriend? If you agree, I promise to not even look at any other man because you are perfect for me." A joy that she had never seen on his face seemed to light up from inside him and his hands on her face trembled as he pulled her even closer, crushing him to her and whispered," Yes, I'll be your boyfriend. You are the only girl for me. I have been yours since the first time you crushed me in chess."

he said, scratching his brows. I eyed him suspiciously. "You are my boyfriend now, yet you are keeping something to me," I said, pouting my lips. He chuckled and held my chin, making me look at him. "I'm your boyfriend hmm?" He asked as if it was the only thing he noticed. I pursed my lips. "Obviously, and you are keeping something already" I repeated. "Who said I am keeping something from my girlfriend?" He asked playfully. "You said something like... ugh whatever Cian," I said defeated.

“Weston is my rival, and—” “So what?” I groan, my confidence amped by the three cups of booze I downed earlier. “Just because you play on opposite teams doesn’t automatically make him a bad person. And we were just talking, in case you forgot? I have a boyfriend.” “A boyfriend?” he scoffs, pausing by an empty corner booth. “Is this the very one you had when I fucked you?” He asks. “I—” I’m at a loss for words, I don’t want to say.

FLASHBACK “Wow! My own girlfriend doesn't trust me!" I fought the urge to roll my eyes at Roman. He sat across me, being a little drama queen. "Well so far you haven't given me a reason to." I shot back. "I'm your boyfriend!" He yelled. "That really doesn't count right now!" He placed his hand on his chest and let out a long gasp. "Oh my - will you two stop it? It's just a game!" Kat snapped from where she sat beside me.

"Oh… so that's what you think, smart ass ? Good for me, that you are so not my type, and by the way … what will your girlfriend think ?" "Ouch, so you think I am not your type ? Wonna bet that I can change your mind on that ? And her ? Well what she doesn't know ..." He sent me a very naughty grin and shrugged. I shake my head, suddenly the game doesn't seem so fun ... I don't want to kiss Byron and I don't want to try and get him to kiss me ... also I do have a boyfriend at home. But I can't just pull out ... it would be as bad as losing ... even worse actually and I hate losing ... also, I would never hear the end of it from Byron.

~Nella~ “But what if Roy’s actually serious about all of this?” Ash said, her gaze still fixed on the ceiling. “And now there’s Gray… you’re not seeing how messy this could get?” I lay still, watching the slow spin of the fan blades above. “There’s no mess, Ash. Gray’s my boyfriend. I have nothing going on with Roy.” She turned her head slowly, giving me a look that was somewhere between amused and skeptical. “I’m serious,” I added. “I love Gray. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with him.”

I was so enraged that I clutched his hand and whimpered, "Let's head home. It's dull here." "You'll get used to it if you watch the rest of the game," he rubbed my head. And then he departed. "Is that your boyfriend?" asked the girl next to me. Excitedly inquired. "Brother." "Could you please give me your phone number?" "I apologise, he has a girlfriend already. And, she's damn hot." She pouted her lips and resumed her conversation with her pal. After the game, everyone began to depart the stadium while I waited for my brother to take me home.