Red, glossy lipgloss. A red Pretty Little Thing dress fixed tightly around your hourglass figure, the dress sitting just below your ass. It's a bit revealing.. but who cares. You spray the lush scent of Victoria Secret perfume upon your curvy body. Then, you quickly fix your hair. You look flawless. You didn't realize that H/N was stood in the doorway admiring your alluring looks.
"Wow." He says, speechless, not knowing what to say. He probably would rather stand there gazing at you all day.
"Whattt" you titter, knowing that you look your finest.
"Nothing... just looking at what's mine." He says with a devilish smirk spread across his mouth. "You look beautiful by the way" He finishes.
"And you look handsome." You tell him.
"I never thanked you for helping me study btw" you thank him.
"always" He says "Now come here."
He pulls you in. His grip tight around your waist. You can feel his cold, metallic rings through your dress. You move your hands towards his already unbuttoned shirt, you feel your hands move down to his abs. Touching them gently. He knows what your trying to do.
"Baby not now... the guests will arrive soon." He whimpers into your ear.
You ignore him, inching your hand closer and closer to his groin area, undoing his belt.
"I promise i'll be quick" You giggle, continuing to undo his belt.
There it is. You place your hand on it, and stroke up and down continuously. He moans. His moaning is hot.
"I said be q-quick.." He moans.
But then he's cut off. Cut off by a knock at the door.
knock-knock-knock
"We'll finish this later" He says on the way to greet the guests.
You head down to attend to the guests and there was. Your ex. He was stood by your bestfriend. Holding hands. You all catch up with each other, talking about graduation etc. You turn on some music and continue talking together.
"We should play spin the bottle!" someone shouts. And everyone agrees.
You play a few rounds but then the bottle lands on you. They spin the bottle again and it lands on him. No, not H/N. It lands on your ex. 'Fuck. They better not give us something bad.' you hope.
"So what's their dare?" H/N asks. You can tell he's panicking by the way he speaks, but he isn't the only one who's worried. You knew this wasn't gonna turn out good.
"7 minutes in heaven!!"Someone shouts and a load of other people start cheering. No you can't do this. It wouldn't be fair on you or H/N.
"No! I'm not doing this" you yell. But everyone continues to plead and plead. Sooner or later you give into peer pressure.
As your walking towards the closet you see a huge grin on your exes face. He planned this didn't he. You glance back to see the disappointed H/N.
Next thing next....
You're in the closet. Behind closed doors.
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'Behind closed doors'
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