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Jet lag sucks. It sucks harder than I want to suck on Adrian's d- Oh my god, I need to cleanse my mind.
Anyway. I was barely able to get some sleep last night, thanks to the fact that my body is supposed to be awake. Now, all I want to do is back to sleep. It was ten in the morning, and Adrian wants to take me out to a restaurant.
I'm surprised he's able to move around, considering how tired he looks. I guess the first thing that we both need is coffee.
Or I could just offer him a BJ and get us both awake. Then again... I want us to be awake, not awake and horny. I guess giving a BJ is out of the question now too. Coffee it is! Reluctantly, I hold my hand up to Adrian. "Pull me up," I tell him. His strong arms wrap around my noodle arms and he hoists me up.
A little too hard, so my forehead crashes into his nose and we both back away from each other. I rub my forehead while he nurses his nose. We attempt to glare at each other, but in the end, we both burst out laughing.
"I was hoping that it would be like a cliche and our lips would crash into each other because non-cliche hurts," I groan. "Why is every part of you hard?" Adrian walks over to me and kisses my forehead, sending a million butterflies through my stomach.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, baby."
"I like when you call me baby."
"Baby."
I bite my lips in order to stop myself from smiling really hard. His hands travel down to my ass, squeezing it slightly before he kisses my lips. Good lord, why is his every touch so... amazing?
I kiss him back, before finding the sudden, irresistible urge to smack his ass. So I do it, as hard as I can. He doesn't even flinch, but then... he smacks mine. As hard as he can. "Holy notebooks! That hurt more than having to take a math pop quiz when you haven't been paying attention in class and you have no friends to give you the answers and your phone is dead so you can't cheat either!"
"Shit, I didn't mean to smack you that hard!" He quickly says. "I'm sorry."
"Let me knee you in the balls and say the same thing," I narrow my eyes at him and his eyes widen. "Just kidding, I love your baby making tool too much."
He smirks. "Oh, you want kids?"
"That- That's not- I mean- Kids aren't so b- No! I don't want kids! Kids are too much work!" I stammer. "Adrian, don't make me feel flustered like this," I cross my arms over my chest and pout.
"You're really cute."
"Can I give you a blow job?" I blurt out only to clamp my mouth shut. "I mean... I need holy water."
"Do you want to give me a blow job?" His eyes gleam with lust, and for a second, a blow job sounds like the best idea ever to me.
"Let's go to that restaurant you want to take me to," I quickly change the subject. He sighs before nodding. "I guess I'll also have to get dressed." I slide off Adrian's T-shirt, so that I can put on a bra to support my nonexistent chest and some underwear.
Once I slip into a bra and underwear, I slip into Adrian's shirt again, and then get into a pair of thin leggings. "Adrian, it's hot."
He looks at me for a second, as if he's trying to figure out a solution for me. "I'll buy some full sleeve shirts when we go out. Until then," He shuffles through this suitcase before bringing out a really big, full sleeve shirt. "I stole this from Blake. Don't tell him."
"So... I'm wearing Blake's shirt?"
"It's the only full sleeve I have. You didn't bring any, so wear this. Unless you want to wear a sweatshirt. It's up to you."
"I'll take his shirt," I sigh.
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We were sitting in an air conditioned restaurant, waiting for our food. Honestly, I had no idea what Adrian had ordered, but he promised me that it wasn't going to kill my taste buds.
Honestly, if Indian food wasn't so spicy, I'm pretty sure that it's what I'd be eating all the time. Since I'm vegetarian, it's hard to find foods that are good, but Indian food... there are so many options.
Just a little less spice and we're good. Sure, we all want to eat food that makes you emotional, but... the spice in these foods make me want to bury myself six feet under and end the pain.
I look at Adrian, who seems to be playing a game on his phone. Shrugging, I take out my own phone and begin to play Subway Surf. I'm telling you, this game is addicting. Just as I'm about to get the last letter to complete the word and get a prize, my phone dies.
"Fuck!" I shout, slamming my phone down on the table. "Why me?!" Is it just me or does the restaurant seem a little... silent? I look at Adrian, who's staring at me, trying to stifle his laughter.
I look around me, to see everyone staring at me. Just smile and wave... Just smile and wave, Bailey. You've humiliated yourself enough.
I give them all a nervous and awkward grin before sitting back down. Conversations start up again and I'm pretty sure there was a group of college students laughing at me.
"You should just get paid for embarrassing yourself at this point," Adrian laughs, the corners of his eyes wrinkling.
"Don't make fun of me," I pout. He doesn't listen to me. "Adrian, I'm serious. I'll humiliate you if you keep laughing." He stops laughing, knowing very well that I don't give out empty threats.
"I love you," He smiles, taking my hands over the table. "I want that blowjob when we get home."
"Only if you eat me out," I wink. Good lord, we're horny at a restaurant. What is wrong with us?!
"You got it, baby," He smirks. Just as we're talking, a waiter comes by and places a tray of food down on our table. Oh my... this all looks so good! This one was called "Naan" and you could eat it with these curries.
I pull the plate towards me, and rip a piece out and dip it in the curry. I place it in my mouth, and almost instantly, I melt. "Stop moaning like that. It makes me jealous," Adrian grumbles as he digs into his dish.
"Shut up, Adrian. Are you a Naan? No you're not, so I'm not moaning like that for you," I tease before taking another bite of my food. Oh my... not only does it smell like heaven, but it tastes like that too.
I finish it in a matter of ten minutes, before craving more. Lucky for me, they also provided us with more naans. I grab two more and start to eat them. It's official. Naan is my most favorite thing to eat.
"You want me to order some sweets too?" Adrian asks, once I finish my naans. I nod.
"You choose."
He orders some sweets, and when they arrive, I pick it up and take a bite out of it. Holy mother of all things sweet, this tastes amazing! "Stop moaning!" Adrian hisses.
"What's it called?" I ask him, taking another bite.
"Mysore Pak."
"Well, we better buy this when we go back to America. I'll miss this place when we go back. It's okay though, we still have ten days left. I'm eating Naan everyday."
"I'm not sure that's good for health..."
"I don't care, I'm eating it."
"I'll introduce you to many more foods, you can't just eat Naan," He argues. A playful smirk appears on his face. "Besides, if you just eat Naan, you won't be able to suck my-"
"Shut up!" I hiss at him. "We can't talk about this in public!"
"Then let's go private," He winks.
"Save that for the night," I tell him. "I'm not here just to fuck you, let's go see India. Or at least, Bangalore."
"Right, let's go get you some amazing things," He announces. "Let's go."
And we went.
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a/n: i drooled when i wrote this chapter. i'm hungry and i'm also craving some naan but no one in my family knows how to make it and we can't go to restaurants so like... ugh. i'm gonna cry.
but just because my taste buds are craving something good, imma go downstairs and eat something spicy ;)
anywayyyyyyy, i went for a 1 mile run... i was gonna do 2 but i lost my motivation after 1 mile so like whatever. besides, i need to get my stamina back, i used to be able to do 4-5 miles everyday and now i can't even do 1 without wanting to die.
anyhoooo, hope you liked this chapter! thank you for reading! i love yuuuu! â¥ï¸