ENG - My best friend's sister ᵐᶦᵏᵉʸ ˣ ᵒᶜ

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I've been sitting in this place for about two hours, sipping my fourth blue drink by now. I don't know what it is, but it tastes so good that I just have to order more. Mikey doesn't judge me for it, he even asks if I wanted another one.
As I enjoy my mystery drink, I watch as the people around us become more and more engrossed in the music. A few people start dancing while others laugh and chat with each other. I remain silent, however, only half-heartedly listening to the conversations in our circle. Besides, I'm already far too woozy from the blue drink, and I can almost claim to be drunk.
My body responds to the music - my legs bob in time with the music, my head tilts in unison with the beat. Even though this music is not my taste, it's fun. I can literally feel the alcohol in my blood loosening up every muscle in my body.

As the next song booms from the speakers, my bobbing leg slows, and I set my nearly empty glass down on the table in front of me. I rise with a slight sway.
"Mikeeeey~," I slur happily and grab his hands, playfully pulling him towards me. "I want to dance! I love this song!" Mikey starts laughing as I pout a little and rush him a bit, pulling on his hands to help him up.
"You heard it, I have to go, my girlfriend wants to dance," he announces with a wink directed at the others in the round and finally rises from his seat. Immediately I pull him to the door, where the music immediately booms in full volume into my ears again, but I don't care about that in the slightest.

I lead him down the stairs and directly onto the dance floor, where I wrap my arms around his neck. His hands rest firmly on my waist, and as he pulls me to him, he takes the lead with a naturalness that makes me weak.
A tingling sensation runs through my entire body at his touch. My hips begin to sway in unison with the music as I surrender to Mikey's guidance. The bass booms in my ears as we move in close embrace. His lips graze my neck, creating a tingling sensation that travels throughout my body. Our eyes meet in an instant and I can see greed in his eyes. His hands begin to explore my body, each touch and kiss igniting a desire within me.

Every move we make, every twist, every touch feels intoxicating. His hand slides from my hip to my back, pulling me even closer as if he never wanted to let me go. My hands slide over his shoulders as his lips brush seductively along my ear. The music around us becomes background noise as we lose ourselves in our own world. Our movements become more and more passionate, our bodies nestle closer together.

I feel his lips slowly approaching mine until they finally find mine. In a moment of ecstasy, our tongues perform a dance just as passionate as the one we are performing on the dance floor.

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Mikey POV


"Mikey, I look terrible when I chew gum. Please make sure I never eat gum again!" she pleads as she clings to me desperately. Her body feels light and fragile as I carry her outside. My hands rest on her thighs so I can hold her as she nearly chokes me with her arms around my neck.
"And if I do, please don't look!" she continues to sob. A soft laugh escapes me as I laboriously open the door to the outside, not really having much room to move.
"Okay, seems like emotional Mei just got the upper hand," I remark with a laugh. Her eyes fill with tears as she continues, "Don't laugh at me, I'm serious! You don't take me seriously!" Her voice whimpers, and she buries her face even deeper into my shoulders. "It makes me look like a cow. I'm an ugly cow," she mumbles tearfully.

I have a hard time suppressing a laugh, so I just grin. When we finally arrive outside, I set her down on my motorcycle. I take her face in my hands and wipe away her tears. "You're not an ugly cow," I begin, almost laughing again at the choice of words. "You're beautiful, Mei, so don't say things like that."
In response, she starts crying even harder and shakes her head. "No, I'm not! You're just saying that because you have to say that as my friend," she continues sniffling.
"You're drunk, so everything you say isn't right, and only what I say is right," I try to cheer her up as I keep wiping away her rising tears with my thumbs.
"I'm not drunk, I'm just in an extended state of my emotions!" she suddenly protests. I can no longer suppress my laughter. However, this only makes her cry even more than she already is. My laughter dies down, but the grin on my face doesn't disappear. One minute she was completely letting herself go and dancing with me, and the next she's crying. Strange creature.
"No matter what you think, you're beautiful, okay?", I try to cheer her up. But she just shakes her head and continues sobbing quietly.

Smiling, I watch her for a while. My eyes follow her every movement until she gradually calms down again. Her breathing, which was restless before, now becomes calmer. She breathes in and out deeply, and I see her chest rise and fall. Her gaze finally moves to me.
Her arms wrap around my neck again, her nails gently caress the back of my neck, and she gently, but firmly, pulls me closer to her. Our lips meet in a kiss that is imbued with an indescribable feeling. It's as if the world around us falls silent, and it's just the two of us. A soft sigh escapes her as our lips touch.
Between our kisses, I whisper with a cheeky grin, "Oh, so now we're that Mei, huh?" There's a fleeting twinkle in her eyes, and she replies between kisses, "Shut up," before pulling me into another kiss and pressing me even tighter against her.
My hand moves to the back of her neck as if of its own accord, where my fingers get caught in her hair, and I tug lightly to tilt her head back a bit, coaxing a soft moan from her. At the same time, my other hand grips her slender waist and I can feel the curve of her body under my fingers, a real treat for my senses.

Our kiss becomes more intense and passionate with each passing moment. My hand glides exploratory over her neck. A soft sigh escapes her lips as my fingers gently stroke along her neck and I feel the goose bumps on her skin. Meanwhile, my lips continue to greedily explore hers, playing a game with her tongue, playing around it agonizingly slowly.
My fingers, which previously lingered at her waist, slowly slide down the tantalizing curves of her body until they finally encounter and embrace her shapely buttocks. As our kiss grows in passion, my fingers knead her buttocks, sometimes gently and then more firmly. Her soft moans excite me even more, my desire for her grows inexorably at this moment.
Her hands run over my back, her nails lightly clawing into my skin, which only excites me more. The heat between us becomes almost palpable, and we can barely pull away from each other. Mei's lips move from the corner of my mouth to my neck, where she leaves soft kisses that make my skin burn.

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