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neighbors // smut

(!) sexual language, name-calling

He was finally back home, but he looked so different. He had a slightly different accent, a whole new hairstyle, and a million new tattoos. I barely would've recognized him if I saw him on the street. I mean that's a bit of an exaggeration, we'd been neighbors for ten years, and I knew him better than anyone else.

When Vinnie moved into my neighborhood ten years ago, I had a massive crush on him. But of course, I was in my awkward phase of life and I don't think at that time he ever really liked me back. As we grew older, we became close friends, riding to high school together sharing somewhat the same friend group. After graduation, he became famous and left Washington for opportunities in California. 

Before he left. though we became super close. And by super close, I mean we started having sex. We started calling each other affectionate names and making out whenever we could, we just never really put a title on anything. I mean it was kind of bound to happen, two teenagers with raging hormones riding home together in senior year in his truck. Yes, it happened in his truck.

He came back home every three months or so, but sometimes I didn't see him because of my work schedule. This time we promised we'd make an effort to see each other.

A knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. Knowing who it was, I ran downstairs to see my sister about to open the door.

"It's Vin, I got it." I quickly say, rushing to get her out the way.

"Relax y/n/n," she rolls her eyes, letting go of the door handle and heading back to the living room.

After she's out of sight, I open the door. There he is with his adorable blonde curls and his tattoos poking through his thin white tee. His eyes light up when he locks eyes with mine. He steps forward, grabbing my face with his hand and pulling it towards him.

"Hey baby," he smiles, connecting our lips, making sure to take my bottom lip in his teeth and he pulls away.

"My sister is here," I warn as his hand moves toward my neck. Someone's getting handsy already.

"Let's go upstairs then, yea?" he questions and I nod. I allow him to walk in, shutting the door behind him.

I lead him up the stairs, feeling his eyes on my ass as we walk up. It's not soon before his hands are on my hips as we enter my room.

"Chill Vin," I giggle, closing the door and locking it behind us.

He takes this as his opportunity to pin me against it, his hands wrapped around my neck. I look down at his arms, his biceps flexing and his veins popping. It's enough to make a puddle of wetness form in my underwear.

"I missed you," he scans my face, staring at my lips for a few seconds before letting his eyes meet mine.

"I saw you yesterday," I chuckle, trying to play off the fact that he was making me incredibly horny. 

His hand eases up on my neck and I'm able to break from his grasp. I make my way over to my bed, picking up the remote and turning on the TV to a random channel.

"Cuddle?" I ask as I lay down, patting the space next to me. He playfully rolls his eyes, joining me on the bed and wrapping his arms around my waist to spoon me.

We're laying down staring mindlessly at the TV for about ten minutes before Vinnie tries again. I feel his soft kisses on my neck, making the hairs spike up from the pleasure. I can't help but let out a soft moan in response and Vinnie senses this. He wraps his arm around my neck from behind, pressing himself against me so that his growing bulge is pressed onto my ass.