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Cross sat beside you in the circle, bumping your arm and egging you on as you prepared to spin the bottle. This was a very inclusive little game here, because there was nothing strictly gar or straight about it. Just whoever it lands on goes. Erlier in the game you had widened your eyes when Horror's spin landed on cross. Nobody knows what went on behind that door but Horror appeared smug, Cross appearing disheveled.
You held you breath as the sound of the glass moving along the hard wood rang through the room. It began to barely slow to a stop and ended up... On the wall. It actually ended up between Horror and Killer, you looking up at both of them and then at Cross for assurance on what to do. Cross smiled.
"Well you could take both of them," he said jokingly and laughed, before continuing "But since Horror and I already had a turn I say it's you and little mister Killer."
You nodded in response and looked over to Killer, saying "Okay."softly. You motioned at Killer to follow, a certain sparkle in his eyesockets giving you ideas. He seemed nervous as he followed you to the closed, slowly closing the door behind him as Dust called out to him "Get pussy dude!"
Boys. Stupid idiot boys, you honestly hated the way they acted at these sort of events. You thought about this with a slight glare as darkness flooded the small room. You waited for a moment and listened to the shuffling as Killer turned to face you, reaching his hands out slowly to offer you something to hold onto. You could barely see the light from underneath the door illuminate some of his boney fingers along his arms, eventually resting on his shiulders as you stepped up to him.
"Hello there darling."you said softly right into his ear, a gentle dominant tone dripping from your voice. He seemed not to take it seriously at first, exhaling and placing his hands on your hips. He then leaned in and whispered back to you.
"Hi princess."his voice felt illegal to listen to, and you hated the way you were attracted to him. The loudest of your loud annoying group of stupid boys that you called friends, somehow just did something to you when he wasn't screaming. His voice had a perfect rasp to it and something else you just couldn't place. It felt innocent yet sinfull, all the same.
You smiled and slid your hands up to the back of his head, throwing all caution out the window and leaning in for a kiss. You lost your breath for a moment when he kissed back, wondering why the hell you didn't do this before. He smiled into the kiss and pushed it further, backing you up into the wall of the closet and pressing his entire body up against yours. You felt the perfect outline of everything, his chest was soft through his shirt and his stomach moved gently with his breaths. You felt the band of his shorts through the shirt as well, your heart racing as you thought about it. He reached one hand from your hips up to your neck, gently squeezing the back of it as he slowly licked around the inside of your mouth. Something you hardly understood was building inside of you, the more he teased you the more frustrated and almost angry you felt.
