Midnight (One Shots)

Vanessa & Levi

"If you don't let me go right now, I will scream." I say, voice unsteady.

"Let me hear it. The boys' washroom is far from here and you're the only girl on ground." He jerks my jaw, forcing me to meet his eyes. "I could do whatever I want, and no one will know."

"Whatever it is, people will know."

He leans his head until his lips are too close to mine. "Whose word are they going to take? The captain's or a fucking nobody's?"

Spiraling with anxiety and lust, I do the last thing I should be doing. I close the distance that is hardly present between our lips and kiss him. My gut tightens at the contact and my thighs shut tightly. He's too shocked to move at first, but then his hand on my throat turns steely.

I moan into his mouth and his kisses become punishment. His teeth graze over my mouth briefly before he bites down on my bottom lip. The impact shoots straight between my legs.

"You like this?" He breaks the kiss just enough to speak, eyes pinning me down. "You like being cornered and threatened, Irene?"

Dear god, he knows my name. This is so much worse than I thought. I should pull back now, ask him to get out, ask him to...

"Y-yes." I stutter. That pleases him way more than it should have because smiles as he kisses me again.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asks.

But this time, I can't find my voice. I just shake my head.

"Are you fucking someone right now?"

Infuriated with the questions, I reach for him again. But he quickly dodges my advance. Smiling slyly in my face, he says, "You just can't wait, can you?"

It should have embarrassed me, but it just turns me on more. Because as the words came out of his mouth, his hard dick was pressing stiffly into my stomach.

"No, I'm not sleeping with anyone." I say. "If you came here to play chit-chat then you can just leave. And I'm not going to—"

In a matter of seconds too many things happen. His fingers curl into my hair and fist, earning a hiss from me. Then he yanks down my shorts and throws one of my thighs over the counter. Then he pushes his erection into my ass as he groans in my ear.

"You bad little thing." He purrs. "You really want to get fucked right here by me, don't you?"

I meet his eyes in the mirror and the answer lies clear. His hand grips my hair hard enough to prick tears in my eyes. "Say it."

"I want to get fucked right here."

Delight glitters in his eyes, his mouth buried in my neck. "Good girl."

My spine tingles, sending a wave of pleasure down my body. His free hand roams my lower body, fingers tracing the thin line of my black thong. "God, your ass is so fucking fine."

He slaps it sharply, making me bite down on my lips. Then he does it again, and until I'm moaning and bucking at each point of contact.

By the time he's done, both of us are breathing heavy. Without wasting any more time, he fishes his fingers into his back pocket, and they emerge with a foil wrapper. I prepare myself for the intrusion, but it doesn't come.

"Look at me." He says. "I want to see your face when I slide my dick inside you."

I obey, hardly having time to get shy as he slowly works his tip inside me. Both of us watch each other with heavy-lidded eyes. He loses patience and shoves the rest of his length inside me in a graceful shift of hips.