She Saved Me (Merrill x Reader)

Drunk

"Then do it. Touch me."

"With pleasure y/n."

She takes your breast in her hand and gently squeezes it as she continues to make love with your lips. She runs her other hand down your thigh and brings it around to your ass.

"Your lips are so soft." Merrill whispered with her eyes closed and with smooth movements. You snake your arms around to her waist and lower them. "You're so beautiful." She whispers once more.

"So are you Merrill." You manage to breathe out between kisses. She slightly smiled and climbed back on top of you, pinning your wrists to the bed, restraining movements. She bucks her hips onto yours, causing friction between both of your centers. She does this a few times and it starts to drive you crazy. You both hear a pair of footsteps coming up the stairs, causing you both to jump off each other.

Shellie suddenly comes into the room after you grab a magazine to look like you weren't doing anything.

"Shellie can you please knock?" Merrill says irritated.

"Oh. Sorry."

"It's fine... What's up?" She responded in her quiet, soft voice.

"I was just wondering what you wanted for dinner. I'm going out soon for the night so I-"

"We can just order out." Merrill responded.

"Okay sounds good...I'll see you tomorrow Merrill, bye. Bye y/n."

You both said goodbye and waited until you heard the front door shut. Merrill rolled over, facing you and started drawing imaginary lines on your leg with her fingers. She sighs and gets up. She goes under her bed and takes out the bottle of vodka. She opens it and takes a swing from it with a quick grimacing face that quickly faded as she handed you the bottle.

You've never drank that much. Just wine at family parties and an occasional sip of your dad's beer. You take the glass bottle and take a swing of the drink. It burned as it slipped down your throat but you didn't mind. You take another long sip and Merrill takes it back.

"Woah slow down there kiddo." She laughs, taking another sip. "Do you drink often?" She asks. You shake your head in response and she chuckles. "This should be interesting."
Merrill hands you the bottle again and you take a few sips.

After about a half hour, you were completely plastered. You were laying on the bed, head resting on her chest, feeling dizzy. Merrill didn't drink as much at all and she was just a little bit buzzed. She was playing with your hair and kisses the top of your head before sitting up.

"Do you want some pajamas? It's already 7." She asks.

"Sure." You replied slowly. Merrill got up and got a huge oversized flannel, throwing it to you. You tried to get up but stumbled into Merrill. She caught you, laughing.

"Here sit down." She says. You sit on the bed and she takes the bottom of your shirt in her hands. "Lift up." You lift your arms and she takes off the shirt she had previously given you and wraps her arms around your chest, unclipping your bra. She looks at your bare chest for a moment before slipping on the flannel. You lay down and she slips your sweatpants off for you, replacing them with some gray sweat-shorts. She unbuttoned the top three buttons of the shirt and winked at you, making you smile.