The club music is loud, you can hardly hear one another. It vibrates the floor and the tequila in your veins has you excited.
You start off with Kirishima, who whoops and hollers and catches your hips while you grind. You roll your hips in a circle, too tiny skirt coming up a little and flashing panties. Sweat beads on the back of your neck and you flip your hair to the side. Ignoring your massive hoop earrings getting stuck in your hair, you look back over your shoulder with a grin.
His hands are thick and large, where they lightly rest over the curve of your hips. He avoids touching too much. You thank him for that, but wish he'd be a little rougher.
Mina jumps in front of you and starts throwing it in a circle. Her ass presses into you and she bounces. Skimpy shorts show off pink ass cheeks and fishnets. She giggles loud enough you can hear it over the music. It's hot, she's hot, he's hot. But you know what's hotter? Katsuki.
And then you're thirsty, horny, and on a mission. Everything seems amazing, the world feels like this is what life is about. One of those moments that makes you feel higher on life than just about anything else.
Mina takes over and Eijirou takes it upon himself to pull your skirt down enough to cover more of your ass. He gives a light tap to the fat there and gets close to your face, giving you a toothy smile.
He says something over the music and you don't know what anything was. Except "good luck".
Your beautiful, tall and strong boyfriend stands off to the side with Kaminari. They chat idly and you make your way to him, weaving through the crowds of people. Thank fuck you wore flat shoes and not heels today.
When you arrive he's giving you a quick kiss, asking if you had fun, and you nod feverishly. Wordlessly you point to the drink in his hand and take a sip.
"Yuck! Wha's this?" You whine, confused. Your features scrunch as if you've sucked on a lemon.
"Henny n' coke baby." Katsuki laughs and Kaminari raises his matching drink.
Katsuki looks edible- all tanned muscle and winks. You don't blame all the women that have come up and attempted to dance with him. Comfortable black slacks and half unbuttoned, see through, Lacey top. You picked this for him, knew you wanted to see his body whenever you could. And the chain around his neck shines a little brighter against the club lights.
The song changes, less EDM and more so rap. You squeal, taking another sip of his drink and handing the rest to Kaminari.
Katsuki cocks a brow and Kaminari let's out a laugh, knowing what's coming. You grab at his wrist and leave a wet kiss to his lips. Throwing a wink to him, you stick your tongue out.
You push him toward an open chair, one of the few sitting in a corner and he falls back with a 'oomph. He looks at you with wild, cherry eyes and Kaminari watches from the distance with a grin.
Katsuki's on cloud nine, alcohol making him braver than he's ever been and ridding him of his nerves. His cock stirs in his pants at the sight of you.
You plop your ass onto his crotch and grind, bouncing your hips up and down in rhythm. Something comes over you and you bounce on his lap like you're riding his cock, making a kissy face toward Denki.
Katsuki throws his head back and grips on the fat of your hips, watching your mini skirt ride up and put your thong back on display. You turn to face him, rubbing his chest with your hands and rolling your body. Your knees are situated on either side of him, and you bounce your tits.
He wills himself not to fuck you in the club. Begs himself to show restraint, despite seeing the wet spot on your panties.
Your tongue slides over the seam of your lips, proving yourself back so that the back of your knees hangs over the chair. He watches you, steadying your excited movements with firm hands.
