Indulgence [h.s]

𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲

Before I noticed it, my back hit the wall of the large apartment and my lips were interlocked together with his, both of us trying to get leverage over each other. There was a hunger between both of our bodies, wanting to taste each other to the very last drop. Our breathing patterns were in complete sync, trying to catch our breaths, but sucking each other's breaths out of our own lungs. The smell of alcohol and weed filled the room as you moved throughout the apartment and sweaty bodies were packed together, like sardines in a can. You could cut the thick humidity of sweat in the air with a knife.

"Fuck I want you so bad" he grunted, grinding his lower half against my crotch, feeling his hard buldge against my center. I could feel the pressure and heat building up in the pit of my stomach as I tried not to moan out in pleasure. I could see that he was aching to fuck me, but I wasn't going to give him pleasure that quickly, I wanted him to work for it.

"You're going to have to beg for me if you want to relieve that aching feeling in your pants" I said out loud, finding pleasure in what I was doing.

I wasn't going to give in to him that easily, I love a little competition, especially in this situation. It gave me butterflies in my stomach and sent a shiver down my spine, knowing that what I may have said may end up putting me in between a rock and a hard place. Although I always loved a little chase in these kinds of situations, it always found a way to give me butterflies and put me on edge.

The next thing I know, our lips weren't touching, but instead I'm now being dragged through the apartment with a strong, firm grip on my wrist. I could feel each individual fingertip digging into my arm while he pulled me aggressively through the drunk and sweaty bodies to lead me to a bathroom that was unoccupied. This may or may have been my best idea now that I come to think about it.

Once he got me where he wanted, he slammed the door shut and locked it. Before I could blink an eye, my back was against the door with his strong grip around my throat. I could feel the cold metal rings wrapped around my neck and his piercing eyes looking into my soul. I could tell he wasn't very impressed with my behavior two minutes ago.

He leans down and whispers into my ear, "You shouldn't have done that, you just made your situation a whole lot more difficult love".

I nearly shit myself when he said that to me, feeling a jolt in the pit of my stomach. His deep and gravelly voice and steely demeanor intimidated the hell out of me, but I wanted to pursue him and who he was. For some reason, this time was different from the other times I've hooked up with guys. I was completely mesmerized by him. His jade eyes stared deep into my aquamarine eyes, and I was completely captivated.

"Are you done gawking over me love?" His voice snapped me out of the daze I was in. I didn't realize that I was staring at him for a long time, feeling a little embarrassed and taken aback. My demeanor wasn't as upfront as before, but who could blame me when I was looking into the eyes of a man who looks like he was sculpted out of marble by greek gods.

"I can tell you aren't as bold now as you were just five minutes ago, such a shame. I was hoping to be able to fuck the shit out of you tonight, but that might have to be saved for another time love." He said to me out loud, his voice sounding like a hot knife going through butter.

"Y-yeah, I guess not" I stutter out, still trying to catch my breath over this man standing in front of me. I was way too intimidated by him to end up doing anything with anyone tonight. I'm honestly still trying to catch my breath over him. I never thought I would feel this way with another person but i guess tonight is a night to try new things.

Before I could say anything, he started to fix up his jacket and jeans, looking like he was preparing to unlock the bathroom door and leave. "I didn't even ask for your name" I said, hoping he would tell me, but he just kept silent as he checked himself out in the mirror to see what he looked like before leaving. As he adjusted his rings, I looked down and saw the two letters, H and S. As he started to leave the bathroom, he turned around and said "The name's Harry by the way", and he disappeared into the crowd before I could blink, and I never saw him again that night.

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i wanted to start the story off with a banger so here you go :)