Aubrey

The sound of the door opening causes you to wake up, turning over in the bed to see the time. 2 am, meaning that Shane has probably just gotten home. You sigh, your head meeting the pillow once again, since you expect Shane to come straight to the bedroom. But you don’t hear the door open. Instead, you hear glass clinking and racket happening in the kitchen. You huff out a deep sigh, sitting up in bed before throwing off the covers and making your way to the kitchen 

“- and I figured, I haven’t made a pina colada in a while.” You hear Shane say as you get closer; you figure that this means he is filming a TikTok 

“Shane?” you mutter as you step into the kitchen to find Shane leaning against the countertop, staring at his phone 

“Oh, hey babe,” he mutters, pushing off the counter. “Did I wake you?” he asks, and you hum

“Kinda,” he winces and kisses your forehead

“Sorry,” he whispers, and you smile softly 

“It’s ok” you mutter

“I’m making a video, and then I'll go lay down with you,” he says, tilting his back to his phone, and you nod 

“I’ll stay out here with you.” Shane grins 

“Really? Yes, ok, when I start recording again, I'll let them know,” he tells you, and you nod as you slide onto the counter next to the blender. As Shane starts recording again 

“I don’t know why I’m so excited, also. Guys, look,” he says, turning the camera slightly to show you “the girlfriends here.” he says, turning the camera back to him, and sticks his tongue out, making you laugh 

“Okay, so first I’ve got my ice.” he shows the camera before dumping it in and then looking at you. “I think I need more,” he says before turning around to run the fridge 

“What the hell?” you laugh as you watch him. He makes his way back and pours more ice into the blender.

“Now for pineapple juice.” he stands up straight and then pours it into the blender, staring straight into the camera until you grab the bottle from him 

“That's a lot of pineapple juice,” you say as you put the lid back on, looking back at Shane to find his face smushed up against the blender. “Shane, what the fuck?” you sigh, making him laugh as he shushes you

“Now we have the coconut cream.” Shane starts to squeeze the bottle over the blender. You stare at him before grabbing his phone and bringing it closer to his face so the camera can catch his struggle 

“Guys, I think he’s struggling just a bit,” you tease as you set the phone back down

“It actually takes real strength to do this,” he says with some sass, making you glare at him.

“A lot of you guys were complaining last time I did this because I was missing one ingredient for people over 21. But now that I'm 21, I can add the final ingredient, which I totally never had a pina colada without the final ingredient.” You laugh as he says it, making him laugh as well. “Like, this is my first time ever. I swear. I swear.” Shane begins to pour the alcohol into the blender, staring straight into the camera once again 

“Just tell me when to stop, ok?” he jokes to the camera, but you roll your eyes 

“Shane!” you shout, reaching over him once more to grab the bottle from him. “Jesus Christ, how much are you trying to taste?” you mutter, and Shane just smiles 

“Now it’s time to blend” 

“Oh great, blend dance time,” Shane scoffs 

“No, this time it’s blend modeling.” he rolls his eyes 

“Right, of course, my bad,” you mutter as Shane starts the blender before hitting a bunch of random poses on the beat of the blender. Once the blender stops, Shane grins

“She’s done,” he says, grabbing a cup from the cupboards and the blender to take the lid off. He struggles a little bit, making you grab it from him. “How the hell do you rip off these lids?” he asks, grabbing it from you again to try and prove a point

“Guys, I actually think I’m too weak to do this,” he sighs, and you take it from him once again and open it with ease 

“Here,” you hand it back to him 

“I loosened it for you,” he mutters, taking the blender from you. “Thank you, baby,” he mutters, kissing your cheek before pouring the drink into the cup 

“Oh, my god. And there it is, oh my god, it looks so good. It looks so good and, like, icy at the top.” he shows the camera before taking a sip. The moment it hits his throat, he winces. “Wow,” he scoffs

“I wanna try.” You hold out your hand, waiting for him to give you the cup 

“It’s a little strong,” he says, warning you 

“That's fine,” you say, grabbing it. Shane turns the camera so it can catch your reaction. As you take a sip, your face remains the same as you put the glass down on the counter. “That's good,” you say, and Shane huffs out a laugh 

“Wow. ok, baby,” he mutters

Comments: User: Shane putting his face against the blender is taking me OUT User: ‘what the hell?’ EXACTLY MY QUESTION User: he was making a pina colada and acting like he was filming a cooking show User: she had to physically intervene THREE TIMES User: he would've made straight alcohol with a hint of pineapple if she didn't stop him User: he is so soft with her even when he's losing a fight to a blender User: he was expecting her to make the same face he did

It's the middle of July, hot as a motherfucker, 

Shane; you boyfriend, texted you that he was invited to a pool party and said he wanted to take you as a plus one 

You obviously say yes, anything to not being sweating in your room all day. 

You get dressed in a gingham red bikini set and blue jean shorts, shane shortly picks you up and you go to the party 

Once you get to the party you see everyone there : quen, inde, sal, mitch, sam, larray and many others 

You chat it up with inde and quen

you were laughing with them at the end of the pool, you were in the pool with inde and quen

Then Shane was talking to Sam at the side of the pool, but not too far. then had an idea. He wanted to sneak up to y/n and pull her down underwater.

“Sam, should i pull y/n underwater?” shane asks 

Sam smirks 

“Do it, go for it” 

Sam told him to go for it.

So Shane then swam underwater.

 As you were talking and laughing, without warning, you 

felt your  leg being grabbed and also felt herself being pulled underwater. 

You obviously  screamed after being pulled underwater

 Quen, mitch, inde, and sal were looking at each other confused like what just happened. 

Sam is dying of laughter knowing Shane's plan 

And larray is sipping on his drink watching it play out but ends up chocking on his drink from laughing 

Shane had y/n for a second but she lets go from the grip. 

She then swam above the water to get some air, and swam away.

 shane followed after her and again grabbed her again. They were once underwater. 

shane held onto y/n and kissed her cheek. they went back up on the surface and wiped the water off their faces. 

y/n saw shane.

"shane! what was that for?" she asked while laughing.

 "I just wanted to have some fun." 

shane told her. They both laughed. Then they looked into each other's eyes. 

"You look so gorgeous." he told her thinking about when she took off her shorts and

 saw her in a two piece red gingham bikini.

 Then their lips hovered over each other. shane's hands were on y/n's jawline and y/n's were around shane's neck.

 They then closed the gap between them.

 y/n felt so many butterflies in her stomach as she felt Shane's soft lips. 

Meanwhile the rest of the group was laughing and joking about them watching the ten second long kiss. 

“Okay okay enough you lovebirds” larray says 

The two went back to the group and were laughing

 "that was a great show." quen told them and laughed.

 "oh stop" y/n laughed. 

and they went back to talking with Shane's arm around y/n shoulder.

Shane: {photo} Date outfit approved? You: Hell no Shane: ok… nevermind then 

You: why’d you delete another tiktok? Shane: 🙈  You: it was meant for the drafts wasn’t it? Shane: and it was up for 15 minutes! 

You: did you like my tiktok? Shane: Am I not supposed to? You: do what you want. It’s just giving simp Shane:wowwwww 

Shane: what are you thinking for dinner? You: chick-fil-a  Shane: we had that last night though You: chick-fil-a  Shane: ok then

Shane: I miss youuuu You: I miss you too  Shane: tell Riley I love him too  You: he’s asleep Shane: Wake him up? You: no  Shane: wow nevermind 

You: this guy taking my coffee order just asked me out. I told him I had a boyfriend  Shane: ok….. where is this going? You: he said your hot and now swings both ways  Shane: I’m flattered… I think 

Shane: I’m getting a hair cut You: you’re single  Shane: WHAT? Babe come on it’s barley even noticeable  You: you said that last time  Shane: no hair cut got it 

You: so…  Shane: hi baby  You: nice insta dump  Shane: thanks  You: why don’t I have the first pic? Shane: I knew you were going to say that 

You: what time is your flight? Shane: 6:45 am  You: damn nevermind  Shane: what? You: was going to offer to drive you but I’m not getting up that early  Shane: you don’t need to take me babe  You: yeah… I’m not  Shane: right… 

You: you should let the stubble on your face grow more  Shane: aw babe. No  You: what? Why not  Shane: it would look weird  You: I think it’d look hot. Like super hot  Shane: I’ll think about it I guess  You: perfect. 

Shane: I love you  You: what did you do Shane: I didn’t do anything  You: lair  Shane: I chipped my tooth again  You: Jesus Christ 

You: question  Shane: I have answers  You: what would you do if he said yes would go? Shane: good question… I think I would say…. No You: wow… interesting 

Shane: what are you doing? You: I seem to be texting you.  Shane: babe  You: nothing, I’m lying in bed  Shane: Come over?  You: what about Harry Styles? Shane: Your cat? He’ll be fine for one night You: no… i don’t think so, he’s already sleeping on my stomach. Cat mom rule 101, i can’t get up now Shane: fine i’ll come over then You:Ok! 

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You clap your hands as the phone starts recording 

“Ok so today I’m going to prank Shane by repeating everything I say twice. I told him we were going to do a food review, so he doesn’t suspect a thing.” You grin. “he’s inside grabbing the food now.” The video cuts to Shane now being in the car 

“Review time,” you shout, and Shane laughs 

“Do you want me-"

“Review time,” you say again, cutting Shane off, looking at you 

“Right, ok, I’ll show them what we got,” Shane says, and you nod 

“So we got Chick-fil-A because someone- Shane looks over at you “has to eat Chick-fil-A once a week or she acts like she’s dying.” Shane huffs as he digs into the bag

“Very true,” you say, holding up a finger 

“Ok so-“ 

“Very true,” you mumble, and Shane looks at you once again, his brows furrowed 

“Stop interrupting,” he laughs, grabbing your hands and kissing your palm. “Anyway, so I got some chicken strips, fries, and a Coke,” Shane says, showing off the items one at a time 

“His go-to order,” you say as Shane hands you the bag 

“Yeah, it’s simple” 

“His go-to order.” You throw your hands up dramatically while Shane laughs 

“Ok show them what you got.” he shakes his head before digging into his own food 

“Ok so,” you start, “ok so,” you repeat again, and Shane sighs loudly 

“I got a lemonade,” you say, holding up the drink to the camera. “I got a lemonade” 

“It’s like I’m talking to a robot,” Shane mutters, and you laugh 

“And I got a salad, the Cobb salad.” You hold up the salad. “And I got a salad, the Cobb salad” 

“Please stop” Shane groans,, making you look at him

“What?” You ask trying to act confused 

“You’re repeating everything you say… I love you, and I love your voice. You can talk all you want, but please don’t say the same thing,” he mumbles, kissing your palm once again, making you melt 

“Shane, it’s a prank.” You laugh. Shane frowns and looks at the camera 

“Damnit” 

Comments: User: he was so patient for WAY longer than i would've been User: sir that's the most romantic thing i've ever heard during a chick-fil-a review  User: ‘someone has to eat chick-fil-a once a week’ LMAOOO User: he was begging so nicely User: the sigh after the third repeat  User: that's the sweetest way anyone has ever asked someone to stop talking

You had a plan; it was a good plan. But there seemed to be one flaw in this plan, and that flaw was Shane Michael Boose. You had decided that you were going to do some deep cleaning around the house, starting with the bedroom and working your way out. Shane seemed to take this as a challenge to see how much he could distract you. That morning, as you were going through some clothes, Shane popped his head in around the corner 

“Whatcha doing, baby?” he mumbles, sitting down on the floor beside you 

“Cleaning, like I told you yesterday, remember?” You sigh, throwing some clothes into a pile 

“Oh yeah,” Shane grins, “want some help?” He asks, kissing your shoulder, making you look over at him 

“I’m fine, unless you want to go through your clothes.” You nod your head towards his side of the dresser, and Shane hums 

“I think I’m ok,” he sighs, looking at the pile of clothes you're going through. His eyes narrow in on a bra before grabbing 

“You aren’t getting rid of this, are you?” He asks, holding it up to your face

“I don’t wear it anymore, so probably.” You shrug, trying to grab it from him, but he pulls it closer 

“Um, no. Let’s keep this one for luck,” he mumbles as you let go, rolling your eyes 

“Are you serious right now?” You scoff, and Shane grins slightly

“Very, very serious, baby. This bra right here.” he points to it. “Wonders. It does wonders. I mean, you always look hot, but God, this thing makes me feel like a madman,” he huffs out dramatically, and you push him 

“Fine, whatever, just go away so I can get back to this.” Shane stands up with a sigh 

“Fine, fine, I’ll go. Just yell if you need me,” he mutters, walking back out of the bedroom.

You were left alone after that; you were able to finish the bedroom and bathroom before lunch, which let you do the kitchen and living room afterward. Throughout that time, Shane left you alone. Doing his own thing until about 1 o’clock, when he walked out of the bedroom 

“I’m going to head out for a bit; I'll be back,” he says, causing you to look up as he walks over to you, leaning down to kiss your cheek 

“Oh, alright,” you mumble, and Shane smiles, standing back up straight

“I’ll be back in like an hour, just going to grab some things from the store,” he says, and you nod as he makes his way out the door. 

In the span of Shane’s absence, you were able to finish the living room, leaving you with one final task: the car. You started with the inside, cleaning out all the trash and using a hand vacuum to get up all the crumbs. You started to bring out all the supplies to wash the car when Shane pulled back up. 

“Why hello there,” Shane calls out as he steps out of the car and goes to the trunk to grab the bags 

“Hi.” You laugh, shaking your head. “When you’re done putting those up, can you come help me?” You ask, and Shane hums 

“Course, baby. Give me like five minutes. Go get some water or something to help cool you off; it’s hot out here.” You nod, following him inside, helping him unload the groceries and grabbing yourself some water while Shane goes to change into some more appropriate clothes for washing the car. 

You can hear Shane’s footsteps coming up behind you, causing you to turn around. Shane returned with no shirt on and only a pair of sweatpants, making your breath hitch a bit before letting out a deep sigh 

“Where’s your shirt?” You ask, setting your water down 

“Don’t need one when it’ll get wet anyway,” he shrugs, grabbing a water before making his way back outside 

“Right, of course,” you mutter to yourself as you follow behind him. 

It started out fine. Shane pulled out the water hose; you grabbed the soap and the bucket while he filled it up with water. The whole time, you were very much aware of Shane’s shirtless figure next to you. Finally, you started to actually wash the car, grabbing the sponge and getting to work on the windshield, while Shane worked on spraying the rest of the car.

You both worked in silence for the most part; every now and then you’d bump into each other, making you both laugh. That was until Shane started to clean the hood of the car, making you look up. His muscles were showing more than usual, the way his hands were holding the sponge, making his veins pop out. You took a deep breath, one that Shane was able to hear 

“You ok?” He asks, looking up but not moving from his hunched-over position 

“Fine,” you huff out, looking back at the sponge in your hand 

“Yeah?” Shane teases with a grin, dropping the sponge and pushing off the hood of the car 

“Shane, what are-" You stop talking as Shane makes his way over to you. You now notice the little bit of soap suds he has on his stomach, making you swallow hard. When Shane gets right in front of you, he stops looking you up and down before taking a deep breath 

“Why don’t we take a break?” Shane suggests, and you nod slowly, making Shane smile. He grabs your hand, leading you back inside. 

The moment the door is shut, you pounce on Shane like a starving animal; luckily, he catches you, his hands resting on the curve of your ass, as your lips meet his. The kiss was messy and hungry compared to your normal quick kisses. You pull away, panting, looking deep into Shane’s eyes 

“You did this on purpose,” you pant out breathlessly, and Shane grins 

“Maybe.” He shrugs as he makes his way, carrying you to the bedroom. “But you weren’t giving me enough attention,” he mutters as he lays you down on the bed. You whine softly as he sets you down, making him grin before attaching his lips to your neck 

“Shane,” you whisper, and Shane hums against your neck, sending vibrations up your throat. Your hands make their way to his back, gripping his shoulders 

“Patience, baby, patience,” Shane mutters, pulling away from your neck to tug at your shirt. “Let's get this off first, yeah?” You nod, raising your arms up so he could take it off.

 Once Shane removes your shirt, he smiles, his head tilting to the side, a silent way of asking for permission to take your bra off as well. You nod; Shane takes that sign and reaches around to unclasp your bra, letting it slide off your shoulders before he pulls it off all the way

“I know I say this every time, but you’re so beautiful, baby,” Shane mutters as his hands slowly glide up your body and stop at your breasts. You let out another whine at the contact before reaching out to tug on the band of his sweatpants

“Shane, please,” you whimper. Shane nods, letting you help him take off his sweats, leaving him in just his boxers.

“What do you want to do, baby?” Shane asks, hands still cupping your breasts, making it harder for you to think 

“I-I just want you,” you mutter, arching your back slightly, and Shane huffs out a laugh 

“Alright. How about-" Shane starts grabbing the band of your shorts. “We start with something simple? Something I know you’ll like?” Shane suggests, and you nod 

“Yeah, just hurry up,” you whine, and Shane hums 

“Yes ma’am,” Shane mutters, pulling down your shorts and underwear in one go, leaving you fully naked in front of him 

“Lay down,” Shane instructs, and you nod, leaning back against the pillows on the headboard. Shane takes the opportunity to spread your legs apart. He shifts down the bed so he’s right in front of your pussy. Shane grabs your left leg, kissing your inner thigh, slowly getting closer. You sigh 

“Oh my god, Shane, could you-" before you could finish, Shane’s lips met your clit. His tongue licking you up and down before swirling around your clit. You gasp, your hands flying to his hair, pulling it slightly, making Shane let out a small grunt. 

“Fuck” you hear Shane grumble as you buck your hips up against his back, making Shane’s hands come up and hold down your hips. Shane pulls away for just a moment to look up at you 

“Let me know when you're close, ok? Don’t want you to cum without me.” You nod, and Shane grins before diving back into your pussy, making you moan. 

He continues working his tongue around your clit, swirling in circles right on your sensitive bud, making you whine and tug his hair every now and then. 

“Shane, Shane, oh my god,” you pant out pushing his back. “Fuck, I’m going to cum soon,” you whine, and Shane pulls away to lean over and grab a condom from the drawer. 

You watch as Shane pulls down his boxers and reveals his hard cock, making you squirm. Shane tears open the packaging and rolls the condom onto his cock before looking up at you 

“You alright?” He asks, and you nod 

“Yeah, just stop teasing,” you groan, Shane nods, aligning himself with your entrance before slowly sliding in. 

You let out a gasp as he sinks into you. Your hands grip his shoulders. Once Shane bottoms out, he looks at you 

“You alright if I move?” He asks, his voice soft even in the moment. You nod, and he slowly pulls back out before thrusting back into you 

“Holy shit,” you moan, tilting your head back against the headboard as Shane finds a steady pace. The room echoes with the sound of skin slapping skin

“Shane,” you whine, “gonna cum” you pant out. Shane nods, his thrusts speeding up 

“Alright baby, you can cum. You got it,” Shane coaxed, his head dipping down, kissing your neck once again, sending new waves of pleasure, making you hit your breaking point. Your climax hits hard as your head falls back, your eyes rolling back into your head, letting out a loud moan as Shane keeps a steady pace to help you ride out your high

You can feel Shane slowing down inside you, his breath quickening as you catch your own breath; your hands run up and down his back as he finishes, head in the crook of your neck. 

Shane waits for your breath to slow down before pulling out; you whine at the loss of contact. Shane rolls off the bed, making his way to the bathroom before coming back with a washcloth 

“I know I didn’t cum inside you, but still,” Shane shrugs, coming up beside you on the bed and helping you clean up 

“What about the car?” you mumble, eyes fluttering shut, and Shane laughs

“I’ll finish washing the car later.” You nod as Shane grabs the washcloth from you, putting it on the nightstand 

“C’mere,” Shane mutters, pulling you against his chest. You let out a relaxed sigh, your eyes falling shut as Shane kisses your hair 

“We’re gonna have to change the sheets, you know? I just cleaned them, and now they have sweat from outside,” you mutter, making Shane laugh 

“Alright, baby, I can do that later too”