𝗺𝗰𝘆𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀 [𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁,𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳,𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁]

rock your hips [punznap/smut] ❤️

punznap

(punz pov)

rock your hips so gently to the music, so god damn promiscuous.

let the music surround you and hold you, you've become so incredibly sexy.

i watch you, i watch as you dance with everyone in the crowd like they're yours, how people slip their arms around that tight waist and you just let them.

how you always do the most yet your smile never fades, the beautiful brown hair the bounces as you rock those damn hips, swaying side to side.

i check my phone, it's already half past three and you're still going.

i wonder what you do in life that you can party every night at this bar. the same bar i work at.

i'm on shift right now and all i do is watch and stare, that black turtleneck and rings, the chains and even the tongue piercing that i get to see when you stick your tongue out in pictures.

he comes up to me, sober than most while i'm behind the bar, "what can i get for you pretty boy," i ask him.

he smiles, perfectly straight and white teeth, "hmm can i get three shots,"

"anything for you," i can't decide if i'm just trying to make tips or if i love the look on his little face.

i want to pull him by his collar, i want to feel his breath, graze his lips, slick them with my spit.

but i don't, i pour the shots quickly and he hands me the cash, i wink at him as he goes back to dancing, back to swaying, back to random people being his swing on the dance floor.

back to rocking those goddamn hips.

the bar is pretty empty now, but he's still here. talking to a group of girls, he's such a flirt. punz is getting ready to leave now all he has left to do is clean. it's time to start kicking people out now, but most people noticed when the music stopped and the bar was no longer giving out drinks.

before punz's leave he went to check out his face in the mirror, having to go back to a different job in simply two hours. he was planning to sleep in his car, no need to go home to his shitty apartment.

the door opens with a rattle, and certain someone walks through the door. his hair is still bouncing, his smile was still there even in the latest of hours.
he goes up to the sink to simply wash his hands and run his fingers through his hair.

now punz was not an ashamed man. he still had pride and a close to nothing cocky personality. so he said the simple words, "you wanna see stars tonight?"

and now we're in his car. the stuffy air and tinted windows, the hot breaths, even the closeness of their body's.

the boy of the name we didn't know was flat against the leather seat, skin burning from the weight upon him.

punz is fucking him good, exactly as he should. he makes the boy moan of satisfaction, of dominance him himself was stunning.

it was dark, but not too dark to see the boys blush, his face, the tears coming down from his eyes. downright beautiful.

even through punz started fucking him slow, the boy bouncing on his cock, "you okay?" the question that punz will ask a lot over the next couple months.

he nodded his head fast, "mhm mhm mhm, i'm close-,"

"cum, and look pretty while doing it," punz puts his neck around the others, tracing over the hickeys he placed.

they both hit their high at the same time, the smaller boy immediately going to a restless state. after one more shared kiss, punz cleaned them up and wrapped the boy in the backseat in his sweater.

'shit now what do i do,,'

he decided to drive to his apartment, laying the boy on his bed. he showered then also got into the bed, the other wanting to still be near him. both falling into a state of unconsciousness.