#king ransom drydale

[sunshine-on-my-mind]

Royal Love

Pairing: Prince!Ransom Drysdale x Plus Size Reader (Medieval Royal AU)

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI Fluff, Angst, Body Shaming (not by Ransom), age gap, mentions of insecurities, medieval stereotypes, patriarchy, indirect mention of class difference, swearing, Smut.

Words: 4,233

a/n: This is my first Royal AU. When it comes to Royal/ Medieval AU, @speechlessxx is my inspiration. Also this is the first time I have written smut which I am very nervous about, don’t know how it is. Overall the concept was very exciting to me but I don’t know how I have done. Do let me know if you like this fic. Comments and Reblogs are most welcome.

PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY WORK

(made the mood board)

King Harlan was a kind ruler. He has reigned for a long time. Longer than he intended to. His oldest son Neil was supposed to take over the throne but he passed away before that. His widow wife and daughter still live in the castle. After his son passed away the king thought of making his daughter the queen but the patriarchal lords who had a say in the decision strongly opposed it. His daughter Linda would have been a great queen, strategic and confident and kind at times. Her husband though was a different case, thus in a way maybe it’s for the best because if Linda became queen, her husband would be king and that won’t be good for anyone. The only option was his youngest son Walter who he thought was incapable of holding the position. Thus King Harlan decided to stay on the throne longer. After a few years he decided that his oldest grandson, Prince Ransom was the best person to become king. He wanted to wait a little longer till the Prince became of age and was more responsible before the coronation. Walter was totally against this decision but he didn’t have much say in his father’s decision.

Currently, the news of Prince Ransom becoming the king in a few months has become the talk of the town. King Harlan feels it’s time for the prince to take up the position. There is some opposition to this decision, specially from few people who were in Walter’s favour but they are truly few in number hence it is decided that soon Ransom will be King.

(Y/n) has grown up listening to the different stories of the castle that involved kindness, occasional cruelty, and many many rumours. She isn’t someone to believe in rumours. Her parents have taught her well even with their poor economic situation. She is grateful to her parents and she started working at an early age. She didn’t want to get married yet and her parents were supportive of that. The two main reasons of her not wanting to get married were that she wanted to earn more and help her family first, second that she somewhat believed that no one would want to marry her. (Y/n) is chubbier than her peers, for that she has been body shamed by many. Growing up she didn’t understand what was wrong with her and why people made fun of her. She has always been kind and helpful. Still many people called her bad names because of her weight. Earlier she used to feel very insulted but over time she got used to it, accepted the fact that there will always be some people who will talk bad about her. Her parents though always told her she is very beautiful and will get a good husband one day who will love and respect her. She didn’t have much dreams regarding marriage. When her peers had romantic adventures, she focused more on finding jobs that earned good money. After becoming an adult she worked in the village for more than two years at a shop that payed decent. But now she wants a better job, plus a more secured on. Her efforts became fulfilled when she somehow landed a job in the castle as a personal attendant of none other than Prince Ransom or rather soon to be King Ransom.

She has to stay the castle thus she had to leave her family for the time. Today is the first day of her job. She is a quick learner and a hard worker but unfortunately for most other maids and servants, her appearance and her body is more important to murmur about than her efficiency. Since she entered the castle she has been hearing laughs and murmurs about how she looks while a senior lady who is in charge of looking after princess Meghan is introducing her to her duties and the rules of the castle. She ignores the others and focuses on knowing her duties. “The prince is kind most of the time except when he is angry, besides all your responsibilities his word is the last word for you unless it comes from someone superior than him. You are to make sure he is comfortable and do what he says.” the lady says while (y/n) follows her to the prince’s chamber. It is so big, she can’t believe this is for one person. (Y/n) nods and the woman leaves the room. The prince will have other maids too but it is her prime duty to take care of the prince. She is yet to meet the prince, she is nervous and hopes to do a good job. (Y/n) has heard stories about the prince and his beauty, so many princesses and royal ladies want to marry him but none has peaked his interest as of yet to become his queen, on the other hand he is quite the womanizer. Known to have multiple physical relations. She does the work she has been instructed to do, and after completing it she waits in his chamber. It’s quite late, will the prince not return today? is he with one of his partners? not that it concerns her but she is unsure of what to do. She knows she has to arrange everything for the prince, for him to rest for the day, draw him a bath, keep his night clothes ready, but what if the prince doesn’t return. Even though she hasn’t got any such information she is unsure of what to do, she surely can’t spend the night there but she can’t leave yet. She decides to go out to get some information about the arrival of the prince. Just when she is about to reach for the door, it opens with a light thud and the prince comes in like a storm into the room and into her life. A few men are standing outside the door, waiting for orders. He tells them they can leave now, they courtesy and leave. He has not yet totally looked at her, he is at the door. He shuts the door after the men leave and is about to turn around when a sudden wave of nervousness hits (y/n). She hasn’t really cared about how she looks and tries her best to not get hurt at the insults thrown at her but what if the prince is disgusted with her? what if she loses her job even before she gets to prove herself just because of the way she looks? He turns and she bows down in a courtesy. “Your highness I am your new personal attendant” He hasn’t said anything and she is nervous to stand up and look at him. “I see” he finally says. She stands straight and they finally look at each other properly. She knows she is not supposed to look eye to eye with the prince for a long time but she cannot help it. The stories about his beauty do no justice to him, he is quite the sight. There is a slight smirk plastered on Ransom’s face which she almost fails to notice.

“I will quickly draw a bath for you my prince” she is about to go to the bath when his voice stops her. “What did you just call me?” Is that anger in his voice? She is not sure. She quickly starts apologizing. “Please forgive me your highness I-“ Ransom too cannot exactly comprehend whether he is angry or not. ‘My prince’, no one has called him that before, he should be angry about not being addressed properly but he is not, he likes it. “No, it’s alright, you can call me that.” She doesn’t know what to say and decides to nod and focus on her work.

His royal bath is beautiful and smells so nice. She arranges everything and he comes in. She is about to leave when he calls out for her. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” the prince is surprisingly nice to her, even though he is known to be kind, at times he can be quite rude with the help. She looks at him when he lifts his hand to side and points at his clothes. She is supposed to disrobe him. A sudden blush creeps up her face at that thought. “I am sorry your highness I’ll do it right now” she goes to disrobe him. He looks at her face, hard at work, trying to look professional, trying to not get nervous. “No, call me that” she looks up at him, almost losing herself in his blue eyes. “Yes my prince”. He smiles with approval.

As he enters in the bath she excuses herself to come back with a towel and fresh set of clothes. All this while trying to avoid looking at him and his body.

She is done for the day and ready to retire to her much smaller chamber. “Wait” he stops her. “What’s your name?” She was told not to talk much about her unless asked, mostly the royals didn’t care about knowing about the help. “(Y/n)” she answers. He nods and she leaves. Well it was quite an interesting first day.

A month has passed. Ransom and (Y/n) have got into a nice rhythm. She does her job efficiently and he is kind to her. He Informs her when he won’t come back for the night, sometimes accompanied with a smirk as if to make it even clearer why. She is dutiful and efficient. Within a month she has grown a little attached to the prince, she tries to ignore it but can’t, one night the prince asked her to stay a little longer and decided to have a little chat with her. He talked about his life and how it’s going to change when he is king, he asked about her and her life. Another day he was really angry for some reason and that was the first and only time yet he yelled at her, she didn’t do anything wrong, he was just very angry. Later he indirectly apologized to her.

Everything is going smoothly. It’s (y/n)’s birthday today, which she had mentioned once to Ransom, but she never expected him to actually remember it, he brought a small necklace for her which is the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. “This is too kind of you my prince but I don’t think I can take this”. she says politely. “You can and you will, it’s for you.” the little dominance in his voice suddenly hit her some way she hasn’t experienced before. She accepts his gift. “Thank you so much for this it’s so beautiful, thank you.” Ransom looks at her expressions, so happy because of a necklace. But it isn’t just a necklace, it’s his gift, him who matters so much to (y/n) more than she would like to admit.

He goes about his work for the day, she feels giddy and starts working. She has a constant smile on her face. She decides to wear the necklace in the evening, a better dress for that day, nothing compared to what the royal ladies wore but it was nice. She is waiting for him to return to show him that she is wearing the necklace. Someone storms in his chambers and it’s not him.

She is about to speak when the lady speaks, seems to be a royal from her appearance, tall, beautiful, fancy clothes, she is not from this castle though, (y/n) has never seen her before.

“Don’t you have the basic etiquette to bow down before a royal lady?” she is arrogant. (y/n) bows down. “I am sorry my lady, but I wasn’t informed about the prince having a guest in his chambers tonight” the lady scoffs at her words. “Oh I am sorry no one informed you little miss, considering you are so significant.” her words are harsh. (y/n) tries to speak again but she is interrupted. “Leave at once you good for nothing servant, the prince and I will spend the night together.” (y/n) knows the prince’s word is the last word for her and unless he tells her to go she can’t. “Looks like you are deaf. I am talking to you, you fat bitch, I said get out of this room now.” she apologizes to the lady and says she can’t until Prince Ransom tells her. “I am soon to be the new queen you better listen to me or I’ll have you fired.” (y/n) is yet to process her words. The new queen? The prince is getting married? Of course he will get married eventually but so soon?

“God I have no idea how the prince deals with you, you’re dumb and disgusting to look at. I said fuck off bitch.” why is this lady being so rude to her? why are her words affecting her so much, is she only affected by the words or the new information about Ransom’s marriage is also to blame? The lady comes up to her to say something when she spots the necklace. “Where did you get this? Did you steal it? a poor commoner like you cannot afford it for sure then how did you get it?” (Y/n) isn’t someone to get easily nervous or threatened but right now she is very vulnerable and emotional thus her words affect her more. “T-the prince gave it to m-me” she doesn’t look her in the eyes. The lady laughs dryly. “Why would he give anything to someone like you? it’s not like you’re pretty to gain his interest, so why? This necklace is too pretty to belong to someone like you.” the lady is about to touch the necklace when Ransom comes in. “Stay away from her”. Both women stand to find Ransom fuming. “How dare you come to my chambers without my permission?” She tries to feign innocence and tries to suck up to Ransom “Ransom I came to give you a surprise, thought we could spend the night together.” she says in a seductive manner which makes (y/n) look away. “Firstly you will address me as ‘your highness’ and secondly get out of my chamber” she tries to object but the prince is not ready to listen “I was trying to be civil all this while but it ends now, let me be very clear that I will never agree to this marriage and I will make sure the king knows about it.” She huffs and storms out of the room.

(Y/n) keeps standing there with tears in her eyes, touching the necklace as if to protect it. “(Y/n)?” she still doesn’t look at him, in fact she starts crying. Ransom rushes up to her. He touches her shoulders gently, this the first time he has touched her. “Don’t cry (y/n), she is gone.” Ransom rubs her shoulders gently while she sobs “S-she said I stole the necklace and w-was about to take it off” she says in between sobs “I would have got you another one” he says with promise in his words. “But I love this one, this necklace means so much to me, I don’t want to lose it ever.” Ransom is taken aback, she is crying because she was scared to lose the necklace, his gift. “It does look very pretty on you” His words work as magic as she gradually stops crying, but suddenly she takes in his words and becomes aware of his touch. It’s so comforting, she doesn’t want him to remove his hands, they are so warm. But she knows her place very well to think about anything else. She moves back from his touch and bows down with an apology. “I am sorry my prince, I- I got emotional.” Ransom moves closer again “I understand, in fact I am happy that you like the necklace so much.” he looks at the necklace sitting on her neck. He used to think she can’t look any more beautiful than she already is but the necklace, his gift, made her glow even more. “Of course, you gave it to me, I love this necklace so much.” she smiles with faded tears still visible in her eyes.

“Look I don’t know what she said to you but remember you’re good at your job and you’re kind. Don’t think she is better than you just because she has royal blood. You work hard to earn for you and your family, you’re strong and kind. If she has insulted you then I’m sure none of it is true, you’re so nice (y/n)” She takes in his words. “She called me inefficient which I know I am not,but” Ransom raises his eyebrows as if to ask ‘but what’? “but she also said that I don’t look good and disgusting to look at, which is true, no matter how much I try to ignore it, my weight and my appearance have always awarded me with insults. I try not to think about it but if all these people are saying that I look bad then it must be true.” She starts crying again. “Well if all these people are saying that then they are nothing but ignorant idiots” he says as he moves closer to her and wipes off her tears. She is surprised at this action. “The things I am going to say next are something that won’t be very princely of me and won’t be very professional, but seeing you like this, being so close to you, I know if I don’t say them I’ll regret it later and I don’t want to.” He stares into her eyes.

“(Y/n) you’re one of the most beautiful women I have ever met, what makes you more beautiful is your kind heart. I have never had friends, neither am I close to my cousins or other relatives except my grandfather, but it changed when I met you, I got close to someone I least expected to. You’ve made me kinder, I was sometimes quite rude to the help, but listening to you talk about the struggles of people made me softer to them. This is just one of the thousand things I have learned from you. You’ve made me a better person. You are my friend even though what I feel for you is not completely platonic. A part of me wants to wrap you in my arms and just hold you there and feel your warmth. Another part of me wants to feel your warmth in a different way. If you think I didn’t notice your blush the first time you disrobed me you’re wrong, if you think I don’t notice your smiles and giggles when I appreciate your work you’re wrong. I don’t know if you feel what I feel for you but all I know is that I care about you more than I have ever cared about anyone. I want to protect you. I want to be with you, (Y/n) I love you.”

He stops after that heartfelt monologue and takes deep breaths waiting for (Y/n) to say something. “My prince you’re soon to be king I can’t possibly be someone you can love, I am a nobody” she looks away. “Look at me” she does “You’re not nobody to me, you’re very important to me, even with this big family I have always felt alone, but not with you, your companionship means a lot to me. All I ask from you is that if you return my feelings then tell me now, don’t think about anything I’ll take care of everything, just tell me if you love me too, because I feel that you do even if I am not good enough for someone as amazing as you, please (y/n) tell me.” He pleads with his words and with his eyes. “My prince, I don’t know in what way you’re not good enough for someone like me who is unworthy in every sense, I trust you and your words still it’s hard for me to believe that you can love me. If you want to know my feelings then yes, I love you. I love you very much, but I am afraid my feelings are unworthy just like me.” he can’t believe she thinks so, it’s true she isn’t a royal but that is not what makes a person worthy. “I have met many royal people my whole life and not half of them are as worthy as you. Tell me do you love me because of my title or because of who I am” he holds her hand. “Because of who you are.” he places a soft kiss on her hand “Then how can you expect me to not love you just because of your position? I love you because of who you are.” She smiles at that. How much he loves to see her smile. “What are you looking at?” she asks. “You.” he replies. She blushes at his words. He can’t control anymore, he takes her face in his hands and kisses her. The kiss begins as soft and romantic but it soon gets heated and she stops. “My prince what does this mean for us?” that’s right, they are now ‘us’. Ransoms cups her cheeks, “It means I want to make you mine if you give me permission.”

She understands the meaning behind his words and her cheeks get heated. “I want to be yours my prince but what then?” she is sure his family will be against this. “Once you’re mine, you’re mine, I won’t let anything or anyone come between us.” she mentions her worries about his family to which he says “I am going to be the King, my love, I will get to choose who I want and I will make sure it’s you. No matter what we will be together.” (Y/n) feels reassured at his words even if she is nervous, all she knows she won’t give up on the man she loves, she will fight for him if needed. He pecks her forehead.

“Make me yours then my prince”

“As much as I love to hear that, call me Ransom.”

He says and he captures her lips again. (Y/n) has never felt so good before in her life, she has never been intimate with someone till now. She is nervous but eager with anticipation. Soon she is thrown on the large bed and Ransom climbs on top of her. “You want this my love?” She nods, he proceeds to disrobe himself. When he reaches for her clothes she holds his hand as if to stop him. “I have never done this before, what if you don’t like what you see, my body isn’t very attractive.” He smiles and continues to disrobe her. “I am sure I would love what I see, and I can’t wait.”

There she lies bare in front of her, wearing only the necklace he gave her. she tries to cover herself but he stops her, he cannot stop looking at her body, all her curves, her soft belly, she is so beautiful. “I am going to pay attention to every inch of your beautiful body my love, just relax for me” He starts kissing her inch by inch, touching her everywhere. Both of them bare and so close to each other like never before.

He kisses down his way through her body paying attention to her chest and belly which makes her make the most beautiful sounds that feels like music to his ears. Ransom has been with many women before but this is different and special, it’s not just lust, it’s love. He can’t wait to taste her and before he does he looks into her eyes and says “I almost forgot to say it, happy birthday my love.” and with that he reaches for her most intimate place with his mouth, taking his time to feel her, how she moves beneath him, how her moans fill up the room, how she tastes. She has never felt this pleasure before. Soon it’s too much for her and she reaches her high which is a complete foreign feeling to her. Ransom looks at her face and admires her. He takes care of her and is gentle with her.

When he is inside her it feels like they were meant to be together. Their bodies and their hearts form a bond together. Ransom makes sure to be as gentle with her as possible, he doesn’t want to hurt her. They fall into a nice rhythm, seems like they always do. They don’t talk anymore just look into each others eyes taking in the moment, the movement of their bodies and the pleasure. They reach their high together. Ransom releases inside her making her his forever, he quickly kisses her, their tongues dancing as if to express their love for each other. When they come down from their high Ransom is about to go get something to clean them when she holds his hand, she doesn’t want him to go away. “I am right here my love, let me just clean us up alright?” he kisses her forehead and brings in a cloth to clean up. He soon comes to the bed again, the bed they made love in for the first time. Ransom holds her close to him. “Mine.” he says. She smiles tiredly and kisses his cheek. “I love you Ransom” “I love you (Y/n)”. They drift off to sleep knowing that no matter what, they have each other.

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[holylulusworld]

King of lies (4) - The confession

Summary: It’s hard to get rid of Hugh Ransom Drysdale.

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader

Warnings: angst, soft!Ransom, mentions of sex, cocky Ransom, fluff, the reader doesn’t let Ransom get away with his shit, tension, mutual pining

A/N: The story is not compliant with the plot of the movie.

A/N: Wow, I finally wrote the next part. Sorry, Ransom baby for abandoning you for so long.

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<< Part 3

“So, you are the girl Ransom asked to move in?” you feel thrown back to the times of college parties with frat boys as one of Ransom’s friends' slurs in your ear. “Bet you are a wild one in the sheets. No one tamed Ransom so far.”

“Can you get off me?” shoving hard against the guy’s shoulders you glare at him. “Leave me alone.”

“Ouch, I’m hurt,” the guy chuckling darkly. “Ransom always shares his girls. I only want to have a taste of—”

“Hands off,” this time a pair of bigger and stronger hands shove the guy off of you. “I told you to stop talking shit about me. I never shared a girl with you.” Ransom growls at the drunk man. “We aren’t even friends. You’re just some frat boy acting like we are best buddies since college. Get a life.”

“Ran,” you gasp as Ransom angrily stares down at his smaller friend. You have to admit, he can be scary as shit if he wants to. Right now, his nostrils flare, his big hands are balled into fists and the vein in his neck pops out. “He’s probably too drunk to even get what you just said. Can we go home?”

“Sure, babe,” the guy relaxes, believing Ransom will forgive him easily. “And you,” he glares at his friend, narrowing his eyes a little, “better never get close to me and my girl ever again. I should punch your face for even looking at her.”

“Ransom,” wrapping your hand around Ransom’s wrist you gently tug at it. “Please. Let’s just head home. It’s already late and I want to get back before the snowstorm returns.”

“Snowstorm?” frowning Ransom turns his head to look at you. “There will be another one? I thought spring is close. Does this mean we will be snowed in once again?”

“Ran—” you warn, “not here.”

“Ransom, you can’t be seriously choosing that girl over me,” the guy slurs behind Ransom’s back but your self-declared boyfriend is busy looking you up and down, drinking your outfit in once again. “Ransom!”

“Eat shit, Pierce,” chuckling you take Ransom’s offered arm. Your boyfriend sneers at his former friend. “Lose my number and forget we ever met. You piece of shit…”

“Uh-oh, my girl is wearing my sweater again. What shall I do about it?” Ransom stalks into the living room to watch you snuggle into your favorite blanket to get comfortable on his couch. “Kitten, stealing is a crime.”

“A crime without a victim in your case,” you purr, snuggling into his warm sweater. “You’ve got more than enough sweaters, Ransom. Let me have this one. Please.”

“It’s yours,” he sighs. Ransom wanted this night to be special. He invites all of his friends to officially introduce you to them. Now Pierce ruined the night and he’s beyond pissed. “I’m sorry for that douche. I swear I never shared a girl with them.”

“I didn’t believe a single word that man said, Ransom. You are the kind of guy telling a girl sweet lies to seduce her, but you are not the kind of asshole sharing a girl with his buddies,” Ransom nods as he sits next to you, patting his lap.

“C’mere, baby. Rest your head on my lap and let me massage your scalp. I know you love it,” you chuckle at his seductive voice. “Right. You love it when I put my hands on you.”

“Not tonight,” he fakes a deep sigh but gives in for now. “I’m tired, Ransom. Let’s just go to bed and hope we won’t get snowed in again. Would be a shame to have a few more days off…”

“Babe, wake up,” Ransom pokes your side, making you grunt. “Y/N, get your cute ass out of the bed. I need to show you something.”

“Ransom, lemme sleep. It’s Sunday and I want to sleep some more. I got to go to work tomorrow. Give me two more hours,” he grunts, lips now close enough to nibble along your earlobe. “Ran…leave me alone.”

“Get out of the bed, or I’ll pick you up and carry you,” he threatens, poking your cheek with the tip of his nose. “Come on, follow me.” Ransom kisses your cheek, smirking against your skin as you groan audibly.

“Fine. I hope whatever you want to show me is worth it,” you slowly poke one food out from under the blanket. Your stretch your body, groaning as Ransom drags the warm blanket off of your body. “Ransom! It’s cold!”

“Babe, I’ll give you my sweater if you follow me now,” you pout up at Ransom, not wanting to leave the cozy bed. “Do you want me to carry you out of the bedroom?” Your eyes drift toward his sweater-covered chest. “What do you want?”

“I wanna sleep, Ran. Give me back the blanket…now,” you whine, tugging at his sweater.

“That’s it, Y/N. I will carry you out of the bedroom—” you squeal, fighting his hands as he picks you up to throw you over his broad shoulders.

“RANSOM! Let me down. Fuck, no,” young hang over his shoulder, slapping his ass harshly as he carries you down the stairs and toward the living room. “Ran, please lemme down.”

“I want to show you something,” he puts you back onto your feet. “Look out of the window.” He grins as you slowly pat toward the windows. “See…”

“Snow? What? So much snow. Means…no work on Monday, yes,” jumping up and down you giggle like a child. “Awesome.”

“Snow makes you happy, huh? Do you want to build a snowman too, Ms. Y/L/N?” he chuckles now. “I just wanted you to know there is no work for you waiting on Monday or rather the whole week. We won’t be able to get out of the house.”

“Oh, Mr. Drysdale,” you fake a sob. “What do we do now? All this snow and no way out. Do we have enough food?”

“Sweet, sweet kitten,” he purrs now, eyes drifting toward your crotch. “I can live off your sweet taste for more than a week. You can have the rest of the food.”

“No! Ransom!” Ransom snickers as you run toward the staircase, laughing as he chases after you, threatening to eat your pussy until you admit he’s your boyfriend. “Ransom—that wasn’t the deal.”

“There will be no deal for me when it comes to love,” he outruns you to wrap one thick arm around your waistline, making you squeal. “I will go down on you, no matter what.”

“This wasn’t the plan,” you ignore Ransom grumbles next to you on his bed. You stripped him off his sweater to get your hands on the warm fabric. Now you are tugged in his bed, smiling happily as he is not amused at all. “Y/N, you can’t steal my sweater and give me nothing in return.”

“We had a deal, Mr. Drysdale,” moving closer to Ransom you purr the words. “There will be no touching, groping, or even undressing me with your eyes until you proved that you want more from me than my body.”

“Can I at least get cuddles?” he meets you halfway in the middle of the bed. “Please?” he opens his arms, waiting for you to lie on his chest and sleep some more in his arms.

“You’ll get cuddles, and that’s it,” you crawl on top of Ransom to enjoy his warmth. “I’m warning you, Ransom. If only your hand slips, you will break the rules.”

“I won’t,” he kisses your hair, sighing as you get ready to fall asleep on his chest. “I love you, Y/N. You never were only a summer fling.”

“We didn’t meet in summer and, hands off, Drysdale,” Ransom smirks as he gropes your ass roughly. “Last warning. I want to sleep. Stop feeling me up.”

“Love you too, sweetness,” he moves his hands up to your back, gently running them up and down your spine. “Now sleep.”

“Love you too, Ran…”

>> Part 5

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