love in the sky | connie s. ♡

do i wanna know? (nsfw)

- a couple of things.
1. sorry this chapter is a lil late.
2. if you saw my message on my board, ty for being so understanding :) i'm okay and everything's getting sorted out rn so i'll try to update more once everything's solved<3
- enjoy the chapter:)

Connie and I stumbled into his apartment, laughing at some stupid joke he told the Uber driver. The poor guy didn't find it funny whatsoever and I knew he was irritated by us simply because of his expression the entire car ride.

The alcohol was hitting us both a little bit more, a little more drunk and a little less tipsy than before. I tossed my cape off as we entered Connie's room, his LED lights still on and purple in color.

I made my way towards his bathroom, flicking on the light switch, my reflection coming into view. I squint my eyes to get a better look at myself, my makeup not nearly as neat as it was when I first showed up to the party but that was bound to happen. I grabbed my makeup wipes that I made comfortable on his sink, using them to take off the caked foundation and the smeared liner, my skin feeling free with every wipe.

Connie made his way into the bathroom only he was left in his boxers, the costume long gone. "You look silly with just your face and neck green." I teased, "you can see your tattoos more now." I laughed, taking the makeup wipe I had in hand and reaching over to rub it down his neck, the face paint smearing as I glided it across his collarbone. "Did these ones hurt?" I asked, gently placing my finger against his collarbone and tracing it. "Of course." He laughed. "Tattoos hurt in most spots and people who claim they don't are fucking liars."

"When you gonna do one on me?" I asked, handing him another makeup wipe. "Just rub the green with this for now."

"I got a needle and shit in my room. I'll set it up and do one right now." He laughed, taking the wipe from my hand before bringing it to his neck.

"We're both drunk so I don't think that's a good idea." I laughed, "for now, let's take our makeup off and get comfortable." I smiled, removing the rest of my foundation and eyeliner, Connie attempting to rub the face paint off but he wasn't doing the best job. I laughed, reaching up and taking the makeup wipe from his hands. "Let's just shower and I'll get the rest off for you." I smiled.

I turned around, motioning to the zipper of my suit. "Can you undo this for me?" I asked as he nodded, reaching forward and bringing his hand to the zipper, pulling it down as the fabric loosened upon my body. I pulled the clothing down my arms, my chest falling free, chills running across my skin as the cold air made contact. My fingers hooked onto the body suit, pushing it down my legs before kicking it off and making my way over to the shower, reaching in to turn the water on before using my hand to test the heat.

"You coming?" I looked back at him, Connie's eye wide as he stared at my legs. He blushed a lot but it was one of my favorite things about him. He never hid how flustered I made him, even around his friends or strangers and it was nice to have a man who showed his emotions. It not only reassured me but it was also a confidence booster. I laughed, "You gonna stare at me all night or come-" "I'm gonna cum." He nodded.

"Connie-" I laughed. "Undress and let's go." I motioned, stepping into the steamy shower, the warm water instantly relaxing my muscles.

I could hear him shuffling for a moment before his footsteps grew closer. He opened the door, going to step in before he gasped, his eyes shooting open as the water hit his skin. "Fuck, that's hot!" he yelped, backing away. "Jesus Christ, this is comfortable to you?!"

"It's warm." I laughed.

"It's fire." He gave me an offended look. "Are you nuts?"

"Here, I'll turn it down some." I laughed, reaching forward to make the water cooler. "That should be good." I smiled, looking towards him, his eyes shooting up from their lower stare before they made contact with mine, his hands moving to slowly cover himself as he stepped in.