Tate's POV:

Stumbling back as the door grazed the tip of my nose, I was tempted to storm back in there and tell her how childish she was acting, but im sure that would have made the situation 10x more worse.

Placing my fist on the wall, I hung my head and took a few breathes. I don't understand any of this, one minute she hates my guts, the next she's telling me she likes me.

Well did she or didn't she?

"Hi there hot stuff" Honey's voice lingered from behind me, causing me to sigh in annoyance. Spinning around, my eyes widened as I took in her outfit.

A black and red corset,stockings, a lacy black thong and some metallic black heels to match.

Seeing the dress she had probably slipped off on the floor, I grabbed it and then grabbed onto her arm to pull her into my room.

Closing the door behind me, I furrowed my eyebrows and shot her a hard glare.

"Are you fucking crazy? What if Carmela's mom saw you huh?" Waltzing closer to me, she traced her fingertips along my jaw and down to my upper chest.

"I like it when you're angry" She seductively whispered in the corner of my ear. pulling me down by my collar, she tugged at my lips with hers, looking at me as she did so.

The sweet taste of cherries danced upon my tastebuds, as she slowly chewed upon my lips.

Pushing her away, I walked over to the bed and sat down with my head in my hands.

"I'm serious Honey, if my mom gets back and hears something even remotely suspicious, that's it for me, and she means it this time" rolling her eyes, she slowly walked towards me while biting down on her lower lip.

Swinging her leg over, she straddled me and began to kiss me like it was her job.

"What is it you're always saying again, that stupid quote or something" she whispered into my mouth, while unbuttoning my shirt.

"Don't think about tomorrow, think about right now" looking towards the wall behind my headboard, I wondered if kitten would be able to hear us, the walls couldn't be that thin.

"Are you even listening Tate" pushing me down on the bed, I noticed how my shirt had already been removed exposing my bare chest.

Looking at her with a questionable look, she started to trail kisses down my chest while I occupied myself with the  plain ceiling. I wonder if I should start taking pictures of things, I could just stick them all over my room. Kitten could teach me a thing or two, maybe even-

Suddenly being pulled away from my thoughts, I felt Honey's hand grip my manhood making me shoot up in surprise.

"Didn't you just hear me?!" Zipping my trousers back up, I walked past her as she kneeled on the floor looking dumb folded.

"It's what I normally do to cheer you up?" She said as casually as ever. I couldn't help but look at her in disgust, Carmela's mum was literally only in the kitchen and she thought this would be the most appropriate time to use her mouth as a pick me up.

"Next time I want you to get on your knees, I'll ask" watching her amber intwined eyes scan me, she quickly got to her feet and walked towards me with her hands on her hips.

"I just want to make you happy baby" slowly sucking on my neck, I groaned slightly, making me feel the small smile play on her lips.

Picking her up with one hand, I viciously slammed her against the wall, and started to kiss her like I was hungry for lust.

I was angry, sexually frustrated and she was here. I know that sounds like a dick move, but could you really blame me?

Wrapping her satin like legs around me, her hands continuously ran through my hair,gripping on now and then when I would push her against the wall harder.

"Tate" she whispered while my lips lingered on her neck. Smirking, I momentarily glanced up and had to do a double take.

Seeing Carmela's face, I instantly dropped her onto the ground, making her groan in pain.

Rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand, I saw Honey glaring up at me, while rubbing the back of her head.

"Shit, sorry" helping her back up, she knitted her eyebrows together before throwing me down on the bed.

"Honey, we can't-" placing her tongue in my mouth stopped me from finishing the sentence, I couldn't even remember what I was going to say anymore.

Within minutes we were naked and going at it like dogs in heat, it frustrated me how I had to keep my hand over her mouth just so she wouldn't alarm anyone.

Was I going to go to hell for this?

I had to stop for a total of 5 times as I swear I would keep seeing Carmela underneath me, well actually, it kinda turned me on a bit more but you still get it.. it was weird.

Once we were finished, she got dressed and got in her car and drove off. I didn't see her out as I thought I didn't need to. I just layed there with the sheets stripped and only in my boxer shorts.

"It sounded like you were murdering her" Tensing my body, my eyes shifted to the wall as I heard Carmela's voice laugh from the other side.

Why was she laughing?

"Don't act like you wouldn't want to be murdered by me aswell" I laughed. Oh okay, so maybe that sounded a lot more cooler in my head, and it made a whole lot more sense aswell.

"I meant- you know like, sex. You'd want to be sexed aswell" SEXED? THE FUCK DOES SEXED MEAN?

what the hell was up with me?

"What I meant to say was-"

"I know what you meant psycho" her light voice laced with amusement made me smack my face into my pillow.

"She seems...." She stopped midway sentence to think of the right words. It's like I could almost sense her biting her lip as she tried hard to think of a way not to insult her.

"Sex crazed, loopy, hot?" I said the first words that came to mind as I thought of the Miss Honey Sweet.

"I was gonna say....eccentric" she muffled. Sitting up, I shuffled closer to the wall, and rested my head upon it.

"So you heard everything" I said with a smirk on my face. I wonder how embarrassed she felt, I could almost see the blush rising upon her cheeks.

"Oh yeah Tate, oh yeah. Like that, fasterrrr sweet baby shit" she said in an accent that sounded like a vampire more than it did Honey's. Slowly chuckling, I shook my head as she continued.

"Fuck, mind your teeth honey, I don't want bite marks on it" She spoke in a deeper voice.

Furrowing my eyebrows, I narrowed my eyes even though she couldn't see me.

"You think I sound like a crackhead with a soar throat, Kitten" hearing her small fist hit the wall, I started to erupt with laughter, as she started to mutter curses because of the pain she caused herself.

"I said don't call me that" her voice slightly seemed to crack, but I ignored it as I didn't think it was due to anything important.

"Okay Kitten" I sang in a teasing tune.

"Just because you're hot doesn't mean you can say and do what you want" she murmured to herself.

I knew she thought I was attractive, but the word 'hot' had never left her mouth before.

"You think i'm hot?" I tried to muffle the laughter but failed miserably.

Hearing silence from the other side, it then followed with the sound of something dropping, a thud and then a small groan.

"I-I didn't say that.....out loud" she stuttered. I could almost see the blush rising to her cheeks through the wall.

So she was thinking about me? I wonder if she did that a lot. The thought was pretty hot itself if I'm honest....Jesus, am I really that easily turned on.

Hopping up from my bed, I made a b-line to Carmela's room and knocked on the wooden door.

"Come in?" Her words coming out kind of strained.

Entering her room, I froze as I saw her bent over her dresser trying to reach for something behind it. It really didn't help that she was wearing the shortest pyjama shorts of all time and I had as much self control as a chocolate addict hanging around willy wonka.

Blinking twice, I quickly covered my manhood with both of my hands and cleared my throat.

Straightening her back, she looked at my bare chest before looking at my face with disgust. Well someone wasn't a happy kitten.

"What are you doing?" I questioned her while walking towards the dresser she was before bent over.

"I'm building a rocket Tate, no wait, im solving world hunger, nope even better, I found the meaning of life. What does it look like im fucking doing? I'm trying to reach for my phone" bending herself back over, I quickly walked up to her and sighed.

Placing my hands by her side, I quickly moved her out of the way.

At first she looked at me with rage, but that simply started to fade as she took a seat and kept quiet.

Reaching down the back of the dresser, I gripped the phone with my hand and smiled triumphantly at her.

"See if you would just have asked like a good little kitten-" as I glanced at the phone, I almost threw it to the other side of the room and screamed like a little girl.

"What the hell?!" Carmela yelled while picking up her phone with a look of embarrassment.

"Dont what the hell me, I just saw a fucking dick pic Carmela, why do you have that?" I said while pointing at her phone.

"You must be seeing things" she muttered while pulling out a magazine from her drawer.

"No, I know a penis when I see it. I mean I should know what they look like, I fucking have one!" Pointing down to my boxers, she rolled her eyes and turned her attention away from me.

"It wasn't a dick pic Tate"

Was she really trying to lie to me? To me, of all people. Did she honestly think I was that stupid.

"Fine, okay. Just lemme see the phone then" I said as casually as possible while reaching towards her pocket.

Flinging herself off of her bed, she landed on the floor and peered up at me.

"Were you just going to touch me inappropriately without my permission?" Staring down at her light hazel eyes, I furrowed my eyebrows and squinted my eyes.

"I was reaching for your phone...not your ass" jumping herself up, she pointed a small finger in my face and waggled it around.

"I'm not falling for that one psycho. One minute you're reaching for my phone, the next thing you 'accidentally' slip inside of me.. That's rape, and I do not tolerate that kind of behaviour in my household" chocking on the air, I stepped forward towards her and wrapped my arms around her waist to pull her towards me.

"Is that what you picture us doing in your head? Doing the dirty in your house? Oh Carmela, I didn't know you had this side at all" seeing her cheeks start to redden, I took this as my chance and swiped the phone from out of her pocket.

Quickly jumping back, I swiped the screen across and quickly tapped on her messages.

Kit Stylinsky.....

Oh stylinski, you small....little....inferior boy.

"Aha!" I said while looking at a tense looking Kitten.

Burying her face in her hands, she then looked up at me in embarrassment.

"Okay, so maybe it was a dick pic....eugh" she spat while flopping on her bed.

"He just keeps sending me them, what are you meant to say? Great job?" Looking down at the phone in disgust, was it strange I was more angry than anything.

Scratching my chest, I took a seat on her sofa and stared back at her.

"He wants to have sex with you" I said with annoyance clear in my voice. I mean, I had never sent one to any girl; A) because I didn't need to, B) because It was stupid.

"I'd rather not talk about this with you" she quietly retorted.

"Wouldn't you want to know from a guys perspective? It's not like I'm an amateur at this...it's kinda my speciality" I laughed with my hands fiddling with a rubix cube, I swear I already broke this?.

Sitting up, she looked at me with doubt for a second or two before making her way over to the sofa and resting her head back.

"Ask me anything young grasshopper" I spoke with a bad Chinese accent.

Laughing, she softly pushed me on the shoulder and tucked a few strands of hairs behind her ear.

"This is too awkward" she spoke while starting to get up.

Pulling her wrist gently, she looked down at me like I was a puzzle to solve.

"Fine.." She sighed, while going back to crossing her bare legs.

"Shoot" I said while signalling with the rubix cube.

Fiddling with her thumbs for which felt like forever she finally broke the silence .

"What do I do? Am I meant to dress like a lady of the night like Honey did and-" stopping herself, she quickly placed a hand infront of her mouth and shot me an apologetic look.

Still, why did I not feel an ounce of anger or guilt that she had just called Honey a street walker.

"Use protection..always. Even if the guy says something stupid like 'he forgot it, or I wanna feel closer to you' do you know how many times a girl has came up to me, and said she thinks she's pregnant? 3, 3 whole freaking times Carmela, use it"

It was true? I've used those lines so much, I'm surprised anyone actually still wants to sleep with me.

Nodding her head, she still looked pretty unsure and awkward.

Then an idea popped into my head.

"Pretend I'm Kit, or whoever" putting the rubix cube down, she crossed her arms over her chest, she tilted her head and released a small laugh.

"Tate, I'm not sleeping with you" she laughed.

"I'm not saying that, I'm just saying why don't we do some acting to help you. Look it'll be fun, trust me" getting up, I positioned myself on the other side of the door and chuckled.

"Tate, no" hearing her whiny complains was really starting to take the whole fun out of role playing.

"We're not going to have sex, calm down. You're just practising, okay?" Rolling my eyes, I cleared my throat and knocked on her door playfully.

Let's the game commence.

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