𝙏𝙊𝙐𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙎 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙏𝙀𝘼𝙎𝙀𝙎 (𝙄𝙒𝘼𝙄𝙕𝙐𝙈𝙄 𝙓 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍) 18+

Chapter 2

The bottle spins and lands on Oikawa. "Is it true you like a person called 'King'?" Makki asks. Oikawa's jaw drops, and he drinks straight away. You look at him weirdly, but he avoids your gaze.

"King? As in my best friend?" you question him, but he cuts you off. "Next question." He spins the bottle and continues the game.

After a few more rounds, Oikawa leaves to go to the bathroom. The bottle spins, and the questions get a bit more interesting.

"What guilty pleasure do you have?"

"What's your body count?"

"What's your biggest kink?"

Matsukawa spins the bottle, and it finally lands on you. "Well, this should be fun," Kunimi whispers. "Y/n," Matsukawa says. "Yes?" you reply. "Is there someone in this room that you would get with?" You laugh at the question and drink your drink. Iwaizumi watches you, and you catch him. You two make eye contact for a split second, but to him, it feels like an eternity. Oikawa comes back and grabs his drink. He takes a sip of it and frowns.

"This isn't my drink," he says. Everyone checks their cups and the names on them, and he looks at your cup. He takes it out of your hand and reads them. They both say 'Oikawa.'

"Please tell me you're joking," you say.

"Y/n, this was a full cup. And a high percentage... How could you not even feel the alcohol in it?" he tells you. You blink at him and pinch the bridge of your nose.

"Right, I'm done for the night. You guys continue to have fun," you say, annoyed. You walk out of the room and grab a glass of water before anything affects you. The others continue to play until it gets pretty late, and they all decide to head back. Unfortunately, the alcohol hits you way too quickly, and you pass out from the effect.

Oikawa heads into the kitchen to grab his keys to drop these drunk people home and sees you knocked out asleep at the table. He calls Iwaizumi to come over.

"Can you help bring my sister up to her room?" he asks. "I'll be back in a bit, I just gotta drop these ones off."

Iwaizumi sighs, and Oikawa smiles at him. They leave the house, and it's just the two of you left. He doesn't really know how to approach you in this situation. Oikawa did say you were bad at handling your drinks, but he didn't know how bad.

He gently goes over to wake you up, and you lift your head in response. "Huh? Oh, it's just you," you say before you stretch and yawn. His eyes move down to your chest rising and then falling, so you decide to catch him out.

"My face is just as pretty as my boobs, you know," you tease. His eyes snap away quickly, and you laugh. "So, about your number," you ask him.

He sits on the table and looks at you. "Did you ask for it?" he questions. You are a bit taken aback by his response. "...No," you say.

He is surprised to see you a little embarrassed about asking. It's just a phone number, right? But something about the way you reacted, he liked, and he decided to push further.

"Ask me," he says. You look at your phone and ask him. "Could you... please give me your phone number?" you ask. He lifts your face up with his finger, and you make direct eye contact.

"You're asking me, not your phone. Now ask me," he says.

He doesn't understand exactly what he's doing. He's never done this before. He should just give you the number, right? The look on his face says otherwise. It looks like he wants you to beg for his number. You see the smirk playing on his face, and soon enough, one falls on yours.

"Fuck you," you say. He lets go of your face and gets off the table. "I guess you didn't want it after all," he responds. He lifts you off the chair and starts bringing you up to your room. You cling on for your dear life, and he laughs. You weren't expecting to be carried at your big age, and the fact that he lifted you with ease was too much. He's gotten you flustered too many times today, and you feel like he knows it, when in reality, he feels like his chest could explode.

He thinks about how stupid it was to carry you when he literally woke you up. He feels how you have your legs wrapped around his waist and your head tucked into the crook of his neck. 'Shit,' he thinks to himself. Why is he doing this in the first place? Is it because of the teasing in the car? Was it the phone number situation? Is it because he found you attractive since Aoba Johsai, before you moved to London, and he hasn't seen you in over ten years? Possibly all three, but he doesn't want to admit it.

"Relax, I'm not going to drop you," he tells you.

"Easy for you to say when you're not being carried."

He glances at how tightly you are wrapped around him and smiles. He opens the door and tries to drop you on your bed. Too scared to let go, you cause the both of you to fall onto it.

"That wasn't very smart, was it?" he says. You finally let go of him, and he pins his arms on both sides of you to push himself up.

His face is above yours, and you both look at each other. Your eyes go from his down to his lips and back at him. He watches how you look at him and leans in a bit closer. Many mixed feelings surged through your body and your impulses were kicking in.

"Can I?" you ask him.

He brings his face closer and speaks up. "Can you what?" he pushes further. You try to move your head up to kiss him, but he moves his head back. He moves himself on top of you properly and holds your face by the chin.

"Ask me properly," he instructs. Your eyes scan his face, and you ask again. "Can..." was all you could get out, and god did he love it. He likes the way you get embarrassed from asking him something, he likes the control he has over you with this, feeling your face heat up with embarrassment.

"Please fuc—"

Suddenly, the front door opens, and Oikawa is back. Iwaizumi gets off you and heads downstairs to him.

"Look, don't be mad, but I kind of have an emergency, so I might not be back till tomorrow," Oikawa says. "Can you stay with her till then? She could have a really bad headache in the morning." Iwaizumi blinks at him.

"She's that bad?"

"Very bad with them," he confirms.

Iwaizumi sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Fine."

Oikawa leaves the house again, and Iwaizumi heads back up to you. "Stop being so awkward," you say to yourself. You hear him come up the stairs, and you feel your heart beating. You were literally about to ask him to fuck you. Are you crazy? It's just the way that he's talking is getting to you. You should stand your ground. You're a grown woman for fuck's sake. Up your game a bit.

You start to feel a bit more confident and turn to look at the room entrance. Unfortunately, all of that washes away as soon as you hear the door handle being turned. You freeze and feel your heart beating a bit too hard for your liking. He enters the room and notices you in your underwear. You are wearing a black lace bra with matching panties that sit on your waist comfortably. You are lying on your back, your head on your pillows, and your legs arched up. He makes eye contact with you and comes closer. He climbs over you again, and you take a deep breath.

"What were you asking me?" he asks.

You close your eyes and feel his hands start from your hips and slowly move up the side of your torso. He continues to go back and forth, just up till he is able to cup your breast a little, and back down. You decide to let him win.

"Please just fuck me."