Casual Affairs

Chapter Fourteen

A/N
Beware of smut again oops

KELLIN'S P.O.V.
When I woke up the next morning, my head actually wasn't hurting as much as I thought it would be. The sunlight coming through the window wasn't helping at all though, and when I finally opened my eyes, it only got worse. Wait a minute. This wasn't my room. Saying I was utterly confused would be an understatement, since I was in a room that was not mine, but it still felt extremely familiar. I was distracted when I felt something tickle my neck, and I looked down to see a head of brown hair buried in my chest.

Oh shit.

I didn't even have to see the person's face to know that it was Vic; his hair smelled like cinnamon and strawberries, just like it always did. I raised the blanket that was covering us to see that we were both naked, and the Mexican's legs were tangled with mine. That was all it took for hazy memories from last night to suddenly pop into my mind.

Fucking shit.

I could sort of remember most of it, but it didn't take a genius to figure out that we had obviously had sex. I couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed in myself; I wanted to be the only person that had managed to not have sex with Vic, but here I am. But I was also kind of happy because hello, who wouldn't want to fuck him? I was torn from my thoughts when Vic began to stir, mumbling incoherent words into my skin. When he opened his eyes, he just stared at me for a few seconds before jumping back.

He looked at our lack of clothing and the way we were laying before a shit-eating grin spread across his face. "Well, this is certainly a good morning."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Good morning to you too."

Vic laid back down so that his head was on my chest and bit his bottom lip. "So, last night was fun."

"I can barely remember most of it." I chuckled.

Vic smiled and began to trace patterns on my pale skin. "You're way more fun when you're drunk."

"No need to be rude." I pouted.

He giggled. "It's true. You're less uptight and you're really fucking sexy."

I blushed, glad that he was too busy looking at my chest. "I am not uptight!"

"Yes you are." Vic scraped his fingernails across my skin lightly. "Anyways, as I was saying. Last night was fun, and I was wondering if you maybe wanted to do it again?" He looked up at me and flashed me one of his classic smirks.

"Vic, I can't even remember what last night was like." I laughed, running my fingers down his spine.

"Then let me remind you." He winked before moving so that he was straddling me.

Vic's hands slowly slid down my chest, paying extra attention to my nipples, before leaning down and kissing me. His tongue sensually slipped across mine as his fingers wrapped around my length and began to move at a slow pace. Vic pulled away and trailed his lips down my neck, pressing a soft kiss to my Adam's apple and making me gasp. He left a bunch of marks around my collarbones, apparently a big fan of them. His long hair tickled my skin as he moved down my body untill his face was level with my now fully hard dick.

Realizing what he was about to do, I grabbed his hair in my hand and pulled him away right as he was about to take me in his mouth. "Hey, if you do that I won't last."

"S-sorry." He moaned breathily since I was still pulling his hair.

"How come you try to suck my dick every time?" I giggled, letting go of him.

"I like sucking dick. I thought we covered this already." Vic smirked before reaching into the bedside table.

"Wait, who's house is this again?" I asked; since I was pretty trashed when I got here, I had absolutely no idea where I was.