Bad Habits (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[PoisonousIvee]

"Jesus H..." She muttered and turned up her fan, frowning when it was already on high. How was is so hot, even with the AC on? She wanted to feel Munro's hands on her already.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She had a dream where he had come into her room and just used her, not even asking her. Just grunting in her ear as he fucked her awake.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

God, how nice would that have been? It was so real she thought for a second it actually happened.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

All she knew now was she needed him, and she needed him bad.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Are you busy?" She shot him a text; maybe she would get lucky this time.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Yes” he replied. In truth, he was. After some consideration, he had gotten approval to upgrade the home’s security systems, so he was making sure that the home stayed secure while the upgrades were being installed.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"You're always busy.."
"Man..." She muttered and laid her head on her pillow again.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Why, what do you need” he replied. He didn’t always have to be such an ass.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Just you...it's been a month or so...I can only survive so long on quick kisses after Uni and before bed..."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Gonna have to wait, sorry” he replied.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I've been waiting, Munro, I don't want to wait any more..."
"Please...? I'll take anything..."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Annella, I have to do my job. I’m sorry but you have to wait.” He said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She scowled and climbed out of bed, pushing her shorts down just under her hips and her shirt up before taking a picture and sending it to him. She fixed her pajamas bitterly and crawled back into bed.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He made a noise as he looked her over. Damn it. He wished he wasn’t busy. “I’m sorry, I’ll make it up to you.”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Yeah, yeah"
She curled up and turned on her stupid shows, watching them mindlessly before falling asleep again.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He had no idea, but he would be paying dearly for this.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Every time he told her he was too busy, she sent him a new picture before eventually she would just send them to him anyway.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He was getting frustrated, and now every time he hit her up to make up for it, she was miraculously asleep.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Seemed all she did was go to school or sleep. Ironic sort of justice, really.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He was cursing himself, she had to be doing this on purpose.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Knowing her, probably. He blew her off for a while, and she was known to be petty.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She didn’t really seem to wholeheartedly accept his apologies, just making his ache more unbearable.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I get it," she would say, still kissing him and holding his hand. So maybe she wasn't too mad? The pictures never stopped coming though.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He was starting to lose his mind, waking up in cold sweats from dreams that were entirely too real.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Is this how she felt? This was insane if it was. How was she still able to function?