Secrets Chapter 1, a shake it up! fanfic | FanFiction
Maybe Ty and Cece might need to help their blues! Review if it should be Deuce's POV when Ty asks him what girl he'd most like to kiss. Reuce all the way . CeCe and Gunther Hessenheffer are both happily married to each other. Gunther was . How much Harry Potter-ish can in get?). Zander. CeCe layed on the ground and Gunther set himself on top of her and kissed to forget this mess and hold Rocky in his arms and kiss her senseless. Henry. " The gig is up, Tony. Michael, let's go," Flynn says. "You don't own.
What could she possibly crave for now? And give me a fruit that tastes like bacon, please? CeCe grabbed him by his shirt and gave him a deadly look. Gunther couldn't help but obey. He opened a pack of bacon and started frying. He puts the newly fried bacon on a plate and gives them to CeCe.
If I wanted fried bacon then I would have said 'Fry me some bacon. Anyway, Cecilia Amanda Hessenheffer gave birth to three wonderful children. Two girls and one boy. Gunther had some ideas for their names but CeCe was really hot tempered when she was pregnant. Gunther could still remember what she told him.
CeCe and Gunther were sitting on the couch. Then, CeCe started to write names on a paper she had on her hand. Gunther liked the names but he had some names that CeCe might like.
What colour do you want for our baby's room? But Gunther was happy for what names she picked out for them. He didn't dare to bring up the subject about that he had ideas for the names again since he didn't want CeCe to go all crazy bitch again. He definitely didn't want her to.
The triplets are thirteen years old now. All of them were sitting on the couch, watching a TV show. The eldest of the triplets, was named Vyolett Katheryn Hessenheffer. CeCe wanted to have something to do with her favourite pairing so she named her eldest daughter Vyolett Seddie colour is purple, I know.
But I couldn't exactly name her for Purple Everyone knows that CeCe idolizes Katy Perry, so it was not so strange that she took Katheryn as Vyolett's middle name.
CeCe and Gunther started to call Vyolett for Lettie ever since she was 2 weeks old, then it developed more to something that CeCe liked much better than Lettie. When Lettie turned three, CeCe started to call her for Seddie. Everyone she knew thought that it was strange of her to nickname her eldest daughter based by a couple from a TV show. Everyone called Vyolett Katheryn Hessenheffer for Seddie ever since. Triplet number two or the middle child, was named Alekzander Flynn Hessenheffer.
He's three minutes younger than Seddie. CeCe has been always fond of the name Alexander, which was her father's name. CeCe loves her brother a lot. It's pretty obvious why she took Flynn as her only son's middle name. It's pretty automatic that if your name is Alexander or Alexandra, your nickname is Alex.
CeCe was never the one who follows the flow. She creates the flow. She nicknamed her son for Zander. Amanda is two minutes younger than Zander. Since the triplets were born the 3rd of December, their zodiac sign was Sagittarius. CeCe became fond of the name and well, you can figure out the rest. CeCe named her second daughter after herself.
She'll never consider herself as an Amanda, so she let someone else get the opportunity to be one. Amanda takes the opportunity to be one, but only for seven years. Amanda didn't get a nickname until she was seven years old. Zander and Seddie were discussing that their little sister didn't have a nickname. They came up with Mandy but Amanda just shook her head in disagreement. Then, Seddie remembered that her sister had a middle name just like her and Zander.
By the age of seven, Sagittarius was pretty hard for Seddie to pronounce. But she finally figured out to pronounce it and produced a nickname for Amanda at the same time.
Seddie came up with the nickname Gigi. Amanda thought that it was the coolest nickname that someone has ever got and she still does. Ever since that day, thanks to Seddie, she has been called for Gigi ever since. Seddie, Zander and Gigi sat on the sofa.
I grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt suddenly, and tried to pull it up off him without breaking the kiss.
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He pulled away from me, much to my frustration, and he smiled when he saw what I was trying to do. I nodded my head shakily, and he pulled away again, and took his shirt off himself. I pulled him back to me, kissing him fervently.
I didn't know how I'd gone this long without him. His hands came to the button on my jeans, and he undid it with ease, then slid the zipper down. A knock on the door interrupted. Gunther and I jolted apart, and the knock came again. What was he doing here?
I cleared my throat, trying not to sound annoyed. Wait - who's dressing room is this? Suddenly, he opened the door, and walked stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Gunther and I standing there.
I thought you said you didn't know where Gunther was? I'll explain later," I said, pushing past him out of the room. That would bring up some awkward conversation later. The next day at school, Rocky followed me to the lockers asking all sorts of questions. Deuce had told almost everyone that he'd caught Gunther and I in a dressing room together, after I'd told him I didn't know where Gunther was. I groaned in exasperation, and marched off to the lockers.
When I got there, Deuce was standing there grinning at me like mad. As I was stuffing my books in, I heard Deuce sigh and walk off. I turned around, and Rocky had dissapeared as well. I started to pull out my Calculus books, and I suddenly felt someone literally breathing down my neck. I shivered a little, then scowled.
I sighed in relief wow, relieved to see Gunther? And turned around to face him. I turned back around to my locker. It was safer to focus on my books that to look into his eyes. What did you expect? Truth be told - I wasn't sure about what happened yesterday.
I mean, what was that? It had kept me up all night, trying to figure out whether it meant something to him, or he was just trying to get into my pants. I decided to save myself the embarrassment of letting myself believe what he felt towards me was anything other that lust. Even though he'd said he did like me, I was just sure it was in the heat of the moment I get it, you just But Gunther, you're gonna have to find some other girl to use, 'cus I nearly fell for it, and it's never happening again.
He grabbed my shoulder and turned me around so quickly I nearly fell over. I didn't know what to say. If I said yes, it would hurt him even more. If I said no, it would be a lie. He put a finger underneath my chin and lifted my head to look at him. I re-focused on his eyes, and I just Gunther loved me, it wasn't just a crush. I definitely wasn't just lust. A tear found it's way down my cheek, and I reached up to rub it away with the back of my sleeve.
The hallway was silent now.
Class had started ten minutes ago. I'd realized he loved me a few seconds ago, but to hear someone actually tell me they love me I took a deep breath, not speaking.
He didn't speak either. We stared into each others eyes for at least half a second straight. You couldn't cut the tension with a knife I was the one who started it. I suddenly pulled his head towards mine, I had to stand on my toes to get his lips to meet mine.
I smiled slightly into the kiss as I remembered that this was what I'd be doing for a while now He placed both his hands on the backs of my thighs, and lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist.
There were no words to describe how I was feeling. I couldn't get enough. I felt him start to move slowly, but I wasn't paying attention to where he was going. He could've been bringing us into a classroom for us to make-out on the teachers desk. As long as I was with him, did it really matter? My hands tangled into his hair, and his hands were under the back of my top, tracing random patterns along my back.
I shivered a little, and his tongue slid against mine a little more frantically. I ground my hips into his, and I could feel his erection against my thigh. I smiled against his lips, happy that I'd been able to do that to him. He suddenly stopped moving, and I briefly - very briefly- wondered where we were, but I didn't care enough to pull away and check. He lowered his lips to my neck, and I closed my eyes and sighed. It felt so damn good. I heard the sound of a door shutting, and I was surprised enough to look up.
I knew this place well. This was were I came when I didn't feel like talking to anyone or needed to hide, or didn't feel like going to class. The school supply closet. It was kind of bid, and, because of my other trips here and how much time I spent in the place, I'd made it homely.
There was an inflatable couch in the corner, some cans of Coke in the mini fridge that was here when I started visiting this place, and a few blankets on the carpeted floor. I very, very unwillingly untangled myself from Gunther, and he put me down so I was standing on my feet.
He looked around, then his gaze landed on me, probably wondering why the supply closet looked like a small house. I smiled mischeiviously, and approached him slowly. When I was standing right next to him, I brought my hands up to the top button on his shirt.
He saw what I was doing, and laughed quietly. Here I was, trying to be all seductive, and he starts laughing at me.
I brought my hand down south and stroked along where his erection was straining against his jeans. He stopped laughing and moaned quietly. I un-buttoned his shirt in record time, and tossed it somewhere into the room. My top soon followed, as did his jeans, then mine.
Until I was in my bra and underwear, and he was in his boxers. Our lips never left each others, and the kissing got more and more intense as each second passed. I blushed as I looked down at my plain pink bra, and my underwear that said 'Vegas, baby. I mentally kicked myself for not wearing something sexier. But then again, how was I to know this would be happening? I looked at him, in nothing but his boxers, and I felt a rush of heat going downwards. As we kissed, he toyed with the clasp of my bra, trying to undo it.
Years, and years of practice. It fell loose on my shoulders, then Gunther pulled it away completely. He moaned loudly when he felt my breasts against his bare chest, and I ground my hips harder into his erection, which was still covered by his boxers. I toyed with the hem of his boxers, then pulled my lips away from his and knelt on the ground.
I palmed his crotch slowly through his boxers, and his hips bucked wildly into my hand. I grinned, and palmed his harder, and heard him moan. He suddenly pulled my hand away, and I stared at him. I'm just concentrating on not cumming in my pants," I stared at him in disbelief.