| sexual acts / mini smut? |
& request BELLASSIDEHOE
y/n's pov
"stop, you know how they are, they can walk in at any minute." i attempt to stop vinnie's hand. "so what?" he grabs my neck pulling me closer, sucking on my neck. i give in wrapping my arms around his neck.
"ARE YOU GUYS READY?" liya knocks on the door. "yeah, we'll be out in a second," i respond making vinnie groan. "why can't we just show up late?" "because we've been showing up late for the past weeks." i get up and fix my skirt, patting down my shirt.
"come on," i put my hand out for a pouty vinnie to grab. "we can't have time for ourselves," he mumbles as i open the door. "YOU'VE HAD TIME FOR YOURSELVES THESE PAST THREE WEEKS AND EVERYBODY CAN HEAR!" kio butts in from the living room.
"shut up."
restaurant
"why can't we just go home early and say i don't feel well?" vinnie whispers in my ear. i swat his hand away that's slowly creeping my thigh. "vinnie no. i wanna sit here and enjoy time with our friends." "but we have all the time to do that."
"and we have all the time do whatever you want to do but that can wait," i say before focusing back on our friends. "what's wrong with him?" liya mouths. i shrug while vinnie places his hand back on my thigh.
"ohh." liya smirks, catching onto vinnie's antics. "vinnie stop," i attempt to move his hand but it's no use. i decide to ignore it and enjoy my food.
home
"you're being really touchy today vin, relax." i grab his hand that's fiddling with the waistband of my underwear. "it's not my fault you decided to-" he gets interrupted by a knock on the door. "yes?" "hey guys we're starting game night just to let you know," j peeks his head in.
"okay we'll be there." i wait for him to close the door before pulling vinnie's hand out of my skirt for the hundredth time today. "why can't we just skip this. we have game nights every fucking week," he complains. "stop being so whiney and come on. after this i promise you'll get what you want," i try to reason.
"whatever." vinnie walks out the room with slight attitude. i follow behind him and enter the living room, no where to sit. "sit on vinnie's lap, you'll be fine," liya shrugs with a devilish smirk making me suck my teeth. i hate her.
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we've been playing UNO for a little over thirty minutes and everybody's currently 'mad' at each other, more so competitive mad. vinnie on the other hand is sexually mad. "it's cold, j can you hand me that blanket please," vinnie points at the blanket folded on the couch.
he hands vinnie the blanket, throwing it on top of our lower waist. "sit up a bit," vinnie whispers in my ear. "why?" "do it." i snap my head back once i catch onto what he's implying.
"vinnie..." he stares at me waiting for me to do what he said. "i can wait," he stares deeply in my eyes. "but-" "Y/N IT'S YOUR TURN HURRY!" liya yells. i turn back around and place a random card down.
"my leg fell asleep, hold on." vinnie moves and grabs my hip under the blanket, lifting me up, my skirt moving up. eventually placing me back down on his dick. i inhale sharply as vinnie starts to move around, his hand reaching my clit.
i look down at my cards, a red being placed down. i grab a card and shakily place it on the table, feeling his thumb rub light circles applying more pressure by the second. "are you okay y/n?" liya questions, satisfaction on her face. "uh huh," i pause as vinnie moves his body up. "just cold chills."
"but you have the blanket? you're still cold?" i squint my eyes at her, jordan tapping her shoulder to stop instigating. everybody around the table is still clueless, kio resuming the game.
"vinnie please stop," i say through greeted teeth. "i'll pass." he moves up once again, a moan almost slipping past my lips. i feel his fingers enter, moving at a slow pace making me grab his hand. "move your hand y/n." "you move your hand."
his fingers move faster, more pressure being applied to my clit. i whine lowly, trying to ignore the pleasure from under me. "Y/N PAY ATTENTION! PLACE YOUR CARD!" jordan h flicks my head. "fuck-! off," i catch myself, a few people raising their eyebrows at the sudden squeal.
i look down, "vinnie pleaseee." my high approaching closely. he doesn't say anything, his fingers still moving. i close my eyes, my hand gripping his wrist, clenching my walls around him.
as i'm about to release, he pulls his fingers out, moving my hips off of him as well, basically pulling out. "vinnie." "y/n, it's your turn," he remarks, grabbing a card, placing it down for me. "UNO," he smiles.
A/N
sigh. zebra popcorn >>
filipino pineapple juice >>
my taste buds are off. everything
taste bad. like coffee boba tasted
like grass & dirt. then this coffee
from SB tasted like grass.
most things make me nauseous.
like i always gag when i eat most
foods lately. sigh. lol. my whole
left arm is swollen😹😹😹
anyways.
hope you enjoyed <33
-nea.
