He walked Into the living room as you closed the door. You looked up at him and forced your lips onto his Without even thinking. he kissed back, and it was forceful and powerful. Y'all made your way into the couch and continued to vigorously swap spit. He stopped.
"(Y/n).." He searched your face for some sign of approval to continue, which apparently he found the look he was looking for.
He picked you up bridal style and carried you to the bedroom.
He pulled his shirt off and helped you out of yours. He undid he's belt and stripped off his pants just as you did. You on top of him, aggressively making out, his hands reached for the clasp on the back of your bra.
"Avi...."
There was no sex. But you both lay there in your underwear, aggressively making out. When it was over and done with, you just looked at each other.
"I'm sorry," you said.
"As am I. I just..I don't know." He said
"We shouldn't have done that. We're both to blame."
"Yea I know we are. I...I've just wanted to do that for a long time."
You sit up. "Avi, don't."
"I have to go. I'm sorry. But let's not make things awkward. Okay?" He said as you both began to get dressed.
"Okay." You responded and walked him to the door.
"Bye (y/n). Love you."
"See you tomorrow?"
"Of course," he replied. And with a small peck on the cheek, he was gone.
