𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 ✔️

sinful lips

summary: everytime you're with arvin it feels like a sinful blessing

word count: 0.4k

warnings: make-out sesh, forbidden love type trope, language 

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You and Arvin have had this forbidden kind of love going on for the longest time. You've been friends with Lenora before he even moved in with her and you both felt it'd be weird to have a relationship. Though you both knew strongly about each other's feelings for one another. But of course, things led to another, and here you are the two of you making out in his car after previously dropping off Lenora at the church.

The two of you have been having these kinds of meet-ups for more than a month now and you're beginning to feel like you're betraying your best friend. It feels like a sin, but lord is it an enticing sin. His lips feel like heaven and his hands feel like fire. You feel like you're messing with the devil himself when you indulge yourself with Arvin.

You let out a gasp when he all of a sudden took the chance to lift you up and place you on his lap. "Vinny," you murmur in between kisses and wrap your arms around his neck. He grunts in response and you roll your eyes, pulling away. He groans and tries to lean up to you to reconnect his lips. "Stoop!"

"What is it baby?" he grumbles and places his hands upon your hips. "Am I too rough?"

"Lord, no. it's just," you whisper and cup his cheek, admiring him for a moment. A moment becomes longer and you find yourself getting lost in his eyes. Fuck it, you think to yourself and quickly smash your lips back onto his.

He shifts beneath you and sighs in content while he kisses back. He moves his hands toward your back and up to your hair. "So, damn, beautiful," he says in between kisses.

You flush at his words and the thoughts of being a sinner swirl in your mind, taking over once again. You mentally curse your brain and rip away from him, exhaling loudly. "We shouldn't," you squeak out.

He barely hears you and kisses you harder, dipping his tongue into your mouth, then emitting a moan from you. He smirks at your sound but suddenly moans as you press your tongue up against his, all while gripping his hair. He slides his hands back down to your waist and pulls you closer towards him, his mouth never leaving yours. You both hesitantly and slowly pull away. You lean your forehead against his and breathe out heavily. "We shouldn't, what?" he retorts.

"Shut it," you whine and peck his lips.

He chuckles and rubs circles on your sides, "She'll be fine, flower."

"Yea. I guess so, huh?"

"I'll be fine with what?" Lenora frowns as she walks up to Arvin's car, arms crossed.

"Oh shit!" you both cry out.