Escaping Grace

"Okay, so you're telling me that you've never played DragonAge, like ever?" I pointed my fork at him in disbelief.
He shook his head. "I'm not really into all that."
I frowned. "You're so weird. You're a guy but you're not that into video games."
He just shrugged, and I sighed. We were flailed out on the couch, my legs across his lap, and enjoying our Chinese food, which I had kind of insisted on since I had the craving. The TV was blaring some commercial.
"What about Skyrim? Dead Island? Fable? Kingdom Hearts?"
"The Disney one?"
"Yes! Don't go all guy on me, they're great games."
Andy rolled his eyes at me. "I think you need to be talking to the guys about this, not me."
"I'm not dating your guys, I'm dating you. So I don't want to talk to them."
"Well, I'm glad you're not dating them. This might be awkward otherwise."
I grinned, then leaned forward to kiss his scruffy cheek. "Have I told you how much I adore your face?" I asked, brushing his hair out of his pretty eyes.
"Have I told you how much I adore you?"
I blushed, and smiled. I leaned over to give him another kiss; he could be so sweet sometimes.
"So, when's Vale getting back?" Andy asked, setting our food on the coffee table.
"I dunno. Vale does her own thing."
"Huh. You wanna stay at my place for a couple days?" he asked, one arm along the back of the couch and the other on my legs.
I raised a brow. "What for? You don't like my place?"
"Nah, it's just that we have more privacy that way. Ashleys the only other one who has a key."
"Which is surprising. Why did you give him a key anyway?"
"I've asked myself that question."
I smiled, and ran my finger along his jaw, turning his face to mine. He really was ridiculously gorgeous. I had never imagined he would be here, casually hanging out with me, let alone be my boyfriend. Actually, just him being my boyfriend was the most shocking part.
"What's that face for?" he looked at me curiously, and I reddened, realizing I had been staring at him.
"Nothing." I let my hand drop to my lap. "It just surprises me you're here sometimes."
"Well, I don't see why," he pulled out from under my legs, and then crawled over me, pressing a kiss to my nose. "You're stunning," he kissed my cheek, "talented," a kiss to my lips, "and above all, have a great sense of humor."
I rolled my eyes, but giggled as he playfully pressed sloppy kisses all over my face. "Andy, stop. Ah, no!" I tried to fight him as he started tickling me. "Nooo!"
I slid off the couch and into the floor, and then hopped to my feet as he clambered after me, laughing. He caught me easily, and wrapped his arms around me, nuzzling my neck.
I giggled, and wrapped my arms around him, the smell of him comforting. I didn't like cigarettes, I didn't smoke in general, but on him it wasn't so bad. Plus he tried not to smoke around me, which was always a plus.
"How about," his fingers tangled in my hair, and I tilted my head back to look at him, "we try out your bed for once?"
I pressed my lips together, fighting my smile.
"Now,Mr. Biersack, you're still injured!" I admonished. "We wouldn't want to test your limits!"
He rolled his eyes, and then pulled away from me. He suddenly bent, and I squealed as he lifted me over his shoulder like some kind of conquest.
"I'll show you my limits," he said, carrying to my bedroom. "And we'll test yours."


"Have you realized we can't spend any normal time together without having sex?" I asked, my head on Andys bare chest. He glanced down at me, his fingers drawing absent circles on my shoulder.
"Are you complaining?"
"No," I shifted, and rose to my elbows to look at him, my hair falling in my face. "But I think we have a problem."
He grinned slightly. "More like an addiction."
I smiled, and pressed a kiss to his lips. "You're insufferable."
"And why would you harm me like that?" he faked hurt. "I thought you cared."
"I do care," I pouted, "but ---." He didn't let me finish, but rolled me over onto my back, locking his lips with mine. He caught my wrists, pinning them beside my head, and I squirmed under him.
I heard a door slam, and paused, imagining a repeat of the hotel, but Vale instead of me --- and she would definitely freak out more then I had if she saw us naked.
"Vales back!" I whispered, panicked, and shoved Andy off. He fell to the side, a surprised look on his face, and then gave a half-yelp before he fell off the bed. I gave a snort of laughter before I could help it, then leaned over the edge.
"I'm sorry! Are you okay?"
"My pride!" he gasped. "It's broken."
I snickered, then offered him a hand to pull him back up. His eye caught mine, and I realized how bad of a decision I'd just made.
This must have been how Mufasa felt.
Andys hand latched onto mine, and he pulled me off the bed. I landed on him, and he curled his arms around me, locking me in place.
"You know, I don't think anyone has ever shoved me out of their bed before."
"There's a first for everyone."

Notes

Sorry its short and kind of a filler Dx but I'm getting more busy so I probably won't be able to update as quickly! But, I am taking suggestions for how you think the story should go!