Duck Drama: BOOK 2

Chapter 56- Zehra

DEWEY POV **SMUT WARNING**

Me and Zehra were cuddling on the couch until Liam got back from packing his stuff from Louie and Athena's place.

When he came back, he was holding Tequila in his hands, and grinning at me.

I sigh and sit up straight. "What?" I snap and hold onto Zehra's hand, playing with her fingers and her ring.

He looses his enthusiasm as if I was supposed to guess and slumps. "Uh, it's time for the bachelor party. Duh."

I laugh. "Hehe, we're not getting married yet, Liam-"

"NO! WE WILL HAVE A PARTY! I FUCKING BOUGHT THIS EXPENSIVE TEQUILA, AND YOU WILL DRINK IT!" He yells, pointing at me.

I open my mouth to argue but-

"He'll do it." 

- Zehra cuts me off....

I give her a look as if saying, "WHAT THE HELL?!"

But she just smiles, kisses my cheek and gets up, heading towards Liam. "You boys have fun now! Oh, and Liam, don't get him too drunk...?" She pleads.

Liam nods, and when she turns around he rolls her eyes and looks at me with the most evil face I've ever seen.

Right when Zehra closes her door, Liam runs into the kitchen and grabs two small glasses, and sits next to me.

"Oh God..." I mumble.

"Shut up. It'll be fun." He says as he fills mine all the way up.

Will it? I have work to do! I have to help Zehra answer questions!

"Liam..." I start, staring at the cup so full, it's about to spill. "I have to talk to my family after this..."

He rolls his eyes and downs his first shot. "You act like I care. Drink."

I sigh and take my first cup.

Cup one turns to two, then 3, 4, 5- Let's just say... Zehra would be disappointing.

Speaking of Zehra, after Liam passed out, I staggered to our room.

I open the door and smile when I see Zehra laying on the bed, scrolling through her phone. 

When I make an accidental thud, she turns off her phone and stares at me smirking. "Damn, Dew. How much did you drink?!"

To answer her question, I take my shirt and pants off and jump on top of her, kissing her roughly.

She laughs, and tries to push me off. "Dewey, your drunk. Just get some sleep."

I get mad at the fact she tried to push me off. "No, bitch."

Zehra freezes at what I said, and stares straight ahead, a light blush growing on her cheeks. My sober mind scolds my drunk self, but the tequila blocks the messages.  

"We're gonna make some sweet love, you understand?" I say kissing her neck, and leaving hickeys. 

After she calms down from her mental high, she speaks up. "Yes sir..."

I smirk into her skin and remove her clothes and kiss every inch of her body, making her gasp whenever I hit her sweet spots. 

I slip her underwear off and laugh at how wet she already is. 

"Someone's excited." I mock and she pouts.

I get back up to her face and choke her lightly, making her smile. "What was that?"