i nodded, closing my eyes as my hands subconsciously ran up and down her back. "i'd do anything for you," i whispered. i turned my head, pressing my lips to her temple. "absolutely anything."
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ariana groaned, shoveling her last bite into her mouth. she dropped her fork onto her plate and leaned back in her chair, her hands finding her stomach. "holy shit, that was so good. you have to cook for me more. that's an order."
i chuckled, grabbing my glass as i took a drink of my wine. "yes ma'am." i reached forward, grabbing my bottle and pouring myself more. ariana made a noise, grabbing her glass and pushing it towards me. i poured her more too, and she gave me a smile as i gave it back.
we sat in silence as we finished off our drinks, sending each other knowing and teasing looks, giggling at our reactions.
ariana broke the silence, throwing her head back. "ugh!" she caught me by surprise, making my eyes go wide. she suddenly stood up and walked around the table, her glass still in her hands.
she stopped next to my chair, patting my shoulder. "back up a little," she spoke, taking a sip of wine. i did as she told me, pushing myself back from the edge of the table. ariana smiled contently, shocking me for the thousandth time as she sat herself in my lap.
she leaned her back against my chest, her head falling back on my shoulder. i hesitantly wrapped my arms around her waist, propping my chin on her own shoulder.
i hummed, nestling myself into her neck. "you're so warm." i mumbled, closing my eyes again. i felt ariana's cheeks lift, letting me know she was smiling as she reached back, her nails scratching my jaw.
her other hand trailed down, grabbing one of my arms around her waist and leading my hand to her thigh. my heart jumped in my chest and the blood rushed to my head as she slid my hand up and down her skin, leaving goosebumps in their path.
ariana's breathing picked up as our hands accidentally made her dress ride up further on her thighs. her head tilted to the side causing her hair to fall back, leaning her neck exposed.
her hand on my jaw pulled my head closer to her neck, giving me the impression that she wanted me to do something. so, i brushed my lips against her shoulder, making her shiver. i took this as a good sign, trailing my lips further up until i reached her neck, pressing gentle kisses to her skin.
ariana giggled happily, making me smile. she let go of my hand, and i took the opportunity to raise my hands to her stomach, attacking her sides with my fingers. ariana screamed dramatically, lurching forward.
"oh fuck, no! you quit, asshole!" she yelled, ripping herself out of my arms as she wrapped her arms around her stomach. i stood up from my chair and ariana backed up again, holding up a finger at me. "y/n, i have heels on! you can't fucking chase me right now."
i raised my eyebrows, reaching my hands out as i wiggled my fingers. "oh, i can't? i'll give you five seconds." i smirked, stepping closer to her again as she, again, backed up. "one...two..."
"fuck you!" ariana yelled, leaning down to hastily pull off her heels. she threw them to the floor as she ran out of the dining room just as i had reached five. i walked after her as she ran like a mad woman, trying to find something to defend herself.
we reached the living room and ariana grabbed a pillow from my couch, chucking it at me. it smacked my stomach lightly before falling to the floor, making me laugh. ariana screamed again as she ran away again, disappearing into the kitchen.
i sighed, walking to the kitchen and ariana was nowhere to be found. i made my way back to the hallway and glanced at the closet door, smiling to myself. i walked to the door and hid myself in the closet, leaving it open just a crack.
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Fanfictionariana grande, a pop star who is known to the world as a princess to the public but an asshole in private, is forced to write a song with her least favorite, y/n. y/n gp
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