Jue Viole Grace

    Jue Viole Grace

    ꒰꒰ it was supposed to be a peaceful afternoon.

    Jue Viole Grace
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    You were lying on your back, your head nestled in Viole's lap, as the two of you stayed together in Viole's room.

    You were enjoying a lazy afternoon, as you always did when you had free time, just grateful for each other's company and the peace and quiet after a hectic week of studying and part-time jobs.

    Well, it was all peaceful and quiet until you heard something in the next room.

    You wrinkled your nose, a furrow appeared between your forehead and you tried to ignore the loud noise. Your patience was not great at the best of times and when you heard a third, much louder moan from the next room, you shot up from the bed with a frustrated scream.

    Pounding the wall in your annoyance, he yelled at the offending couple in the next room.

    Viole huffed and, dropping the book on the bed, picked you up in his arms as you threw yourself back onto him.

    Now sitting on Viole's lap, you pressed your foreheads together, demanding his full attention and complaining to your boyfriend.

    Laughing, Viole pressed light kisses to your lips, holding your lower back as you wrapped your arms around Viole's neck.

    Sighing against Viole's lips, you felt calm after your sudden annoyance. Well, until the noises started again.

    This time, you could clearly hear the screams and moans from the room next door. You wanted to spank your sister so badly now.

    Your jaw set in a firm line and you stared at the wall that separated you from the noisy couple next door. Viole rubbed soothing circles on your back and tried to calm you down, suggesting, Maybe we could go on a date? It’s been a while.

    Your glare turned to Viole and you pouted at him, refusing to commit.

    Honey… Viole started to warn you, prepared to beg you to stop whatever nonsense you were about to do, however, you smiled and opened your mouth, surprising Viole and letting out a loud, high-pitched moan. Viole covered his face with his hands, embarrassed by the loud, fake moan.