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-mention of se×ual assault -alcohol -$ara (real ones know about her)
Your fit and shit:
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Suna's fit and shit:
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Yall matching shit:
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"Do you think we overdressed?" Rin looked around at the people, most people wearing basic black tees and jeans. Most girls with the same skin tight fake leather dress.
"No such thing, plus your friend said dress ya best, we just out dressed everyone else" you fixed your dress before walking towards the drinks, Suna following behind.
"Yeah but we even out-dressed, the birthday girl and she's glaring at us" you finally turned to look at the boy, putting your hands on his chest to fix the jacket he wore.
"Thats her fault,do you think Dababy worried about being overdressed" as you spoke to him he wrapped his hands around your waist.
Laughing at the joke about how he attempts to act like his favorite rapper, you both where so stuck in your own little world you didn't notice the girl went from glaring to walking your way.
"Suna? Right" the blonde tapped his shoulder, his hands were about to fall off your waist and to your ass but you pulled them back up, tge boy let out a mumbled curse before turning his head to the girl.
"Uh yea, that's me" once you turned your whole body back to the drinking station, Suna turned towards the girl. "I'm Sara, and I was wondering if you wanted to dance"
"Can't I already have a date" swing his long arm, Rin's hand slightly slapped your ass. "But it's my birthday" she pouted. "Samu said you'd be up for it" her fist balled up and tears in her eyes.
'I know this bitch ain't about to cry' that's the exact face you and Suna made towards each other. You opened your mouth to speak but was beatenby a deep voice. "I'll dance."
A grey haired man popped out of a pigs ass to save the day, you recognized him from the snippets that Suna would post online and the black varsity jacket he was wearing made you infer that he was on the team.
"Wassup Osamu" Rin threw his arm around you and made 'thank you' faces towards the man who was apparently named Osamu. The boy rolled his eyes at the pouting girl before his eyes landed on you. Giving Suna a smirk and thumbs up before walking away.
"Wow, Rin you sure are popular. We've only been here for a couple of minutes and bitches are already going after my man-" you mentally cringed at your wording, hoping the annoying boy wouldn't notice.
"Your man? I like the sound of thattttt, you should say it louder. Especially to the asshole mentally thing advantage of you" he pointed towards a corner in the room, your eyes following his long fingers.
You gasped at the sight of a man who was clearly out his body, his boner popping our his jeans. Once he saw you looking at him he licked his lips before pointing at the small tent in his pants. Mouthing 'this is for you'.
"Let's leave"
Not wanting to waste the nice outfits, you and the volleyball player went out for dinner instead.
"Don't stare" you spoke, eyesmoving from the menu to the boy infront of you, seeing him blush and panic at being caught. "S-sorry"
That was stupid. But what was he supposed to say? That he not only was obsessed with the way you looked tonight and wanted to see that dress all ripped with the eye makeup running down your face. Or that he wanted you to paint his dick the same shade as the lipstick you wore.
He was so pent up, you've even tempting him especially after realizing you two still haven't went all the way. And you promised yourself that the next time you'll have him tapping out.
You'd milk him dry, with only your skillful tounge and lips, rubbing up and down his muscular thighs. Holding down his hips once he got desperate and started to seek more pleasure. Calling him a good boy for cumming down your throat the third time that night.
Both of you. Two horny teens. Craving the other, love and lost filled in both pairs of eyes. Both daydreaming about dominating the other in the middle of a restaurant.
"Let's fuck" it was almost comical, the way you both said the two magic words so soft and low. Embarrassed to say it in public but too desperate to care that much.
Suna made his way out the side ofbthe booth he sat in, you were frozen solid. Shocked he wanted this as much as he did. He towered over you for awhile before sliding into your booth.
Hand gripping your thigh, the other picking up his drink. You watched as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down from the water. "Are you sure you wanna go....like all the way?" He didn't like how you attempted to look everywhere but him. So he grabbed your face, his large hand being able to cup your entire jaw and cheeks.
"Look at me, y/n" he sounded out of breath, probably cause the sight of your face in his hands or the whimper you let out when he squeezed your cheeks together.
