[WARNING SLIGHT SMUT]
you froze in place gripping the curtains, facing the man you partly never wanted to see again. only partly because, holy shit he's hot.
that's besides the point though.
"hm? so are you gonna just stand there or come a little closer" he patted his lap with his gloved hands.
your eyes got wide. his lap? he wants you to sit on his lap?
fuck get yourself together y/n.
you take a deep breath and slowly walk over to him making sure your swing your hips. i mean gotta use what i got right? because there's no way your doing this with your words.
once you got over to him you put your hands behind your back and looked down at him.
"well?" he grabbed your waist guiding you to his lap.
you slightly flinched at his touch but soon relaxed when you were fully in his lap. you were facing him with your legs on both sides of his own and your arms around his neck.
"hm good. you're a quiet one aren't you?" he traces little circles on your thighs. you nod in response.
"use your words."
" mhm yea kinda" you look down.
he grips your chin forcing you to look up at him "you know, i usually don't like quiet girls" he smirked "but you? you're like putty in my hands already"
you were too hypnotized by the man in front of you to realize that what he said was kinda offensive, but almost hot?
"so humor me with this whole private dance situation." he took his hands off your waist and put them in the original spot above the couch.
fuck fuck fuck what do i do?
you've done stuff like this in the past but its been so long you lost your groove.
you shook off the negative thoughts and ran your hands from his neck down to his chest, to his lap.
"there's not much to it" you got up and headed towards the speaker to pick a song that would give you ANY type of confidence. you scroll trough the choices and finally found the perfect one.
now playing: After dark - mr.kitty (play the song rn ;)
you took a deep breath and waited for the words to start playing. once they did you turned and faced him.
i see you
you slowly started making your way over holding eye contact.
you see me
you stopped right in front of him.
how pleasant
you leaned forward putting both you're hands on his thighs, faces only inches apart.
this feeling
you guide your hands up his chest and back around his neck before straddling his waist again.
the moment
you slowly grind your hips against his.
you hold me
he seemed to like that.
i missed you
still grinding on him, you take his hair in your fingers and tug slightly.
im sorry, i've given
you let out a soft sigh as you tilt your head back.
what i have, i showed you
"fuck" he cursed under his breath.
the ashes, fall slowly
you lean in and nibble on his ear.
as your voice, consoles me
he pushes you back, gripping your hair looking at you in the eyes.
as the hours pass, i will let you go
then he locked his lips on yours and put his hands on your chest.
that I need to ask, before I'm alone
you pull his head closer to deepen the kiss.
how it feels to rest, on your patient lips
his hands wondered down your skirt but stopped right before he got to your center making you heat up.
to eternal bliss, i'm so glad to know
"can i?" he looked up at you.
we're swaying, to drum beats
you gasped "yes yes please just do it."
in motion, i'm feeling
he smirked "beg."
my patience, controlling
you groaned annoyed but yet, it sent you over the edge "please please fuck just do it i need it so bad" you whined.
the question, i won't speak
"hm good girl" he said just before sticking both fingers all the way in.
we're telling, the stories
you gasped at the impact and gripped his hair harder "mmph fuck"
our laughter, he knows me
"oh you like that?" just like that his phone rang and he stopped. the world crashed back in.
"what the fuck do you want?" he sounded annoyed.
i couldn't hear what was happening on the other end but out of nowhere, he took his fingers away, pushed me off, dropped a bag on the table, and walked out.
i was speechless.
did he really just, walk out?
what does he think i am? a whore?
that's exactly what he thinks y/n you idiot.
HOW DARE HE RIGHT GUYS?????🤬🤬
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