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Featuring Cench only
Trigger warning: sex in a bathroom
"You a bad girl and friends bad too!" Y/N could hear the sounds of Beyonce floating through the house party.
She followed her friends nodding her head to the song. The house was dimly lit. Neon lights flashed through the house, it looked like something you'd see on television. Y/N was dressed in flared jeans and a cute top.
"Where the drinks at?" Her best friend Monique was eager, too eager, to get fucked up.
Y/N looked around the room before noticing the kitchen. Monique followed her gaze before turning to her, "Kitchen immediately."
The girls pushed past the sweaty bodies and found themselves in the kitchen aka the makeshift bar for the night. Monique found her drink of choice, "Y/N, what you drinking?"
Y/N eyed the bottle, "Can you do a Cuba libre?"
She nodded, "I'll go easy on the liquor for you."
Y/N laughed noticing that they weren't alone. Cench was too busy searching for water for his drunk friend. He noticed the cooler right by Y/N. His gaze flickered to her and then back to the cooler.
"Do you mind?" He motioned to the cooler.
Y/N backed up to open the cooler. She grabbed water and handed it to him, "Here you go."
"Thanks." Oakley was slow to take the bottle as his eyes flickered down her body.
As quick as he came he left. Monique snickered, "He wants to fuck you."
Y/N laughed taking her drink from her friend, "Sure he does."
The night continued in a blur. Y/N downed her shots enjoying the afro-beats and hip-hop music playing. There was nothing that could stop her. Oakley watched her from afar. He liked her. He liked how she laughed every time Monique said something. He liked how her eyes lit up in the darkroom when her favorite song played.
"Don't turn around but Mr. Water Cooler is looking at you," Monique whispered into Y/N's ear as they danced together.
She giggled turning Monique around so she could see him, "He sure is."
Y/N ignored his stares. If he wanted to approach her he would. Y/N turned to stare back at him some more.
She grinded her hips to the song before stopping, "I need to use the bathroom!"
Monique nodded taking view of the stairs, "Come on."
The girls hiked up the steps trying not to show their drunken states. Y/N was tipsy as she unlatched her bottoms and squatted down. A knock on the door made her hurry up and wash her hands, "Hold up a second!"
After her hands were dry she opened the door gasping, "You're not Monique."
Oakley leaned against the door frame quietly, "Sorry, did you want to see her instead?"
Y/N crossed her arms over her chest pouting, "You stare at me all night and then you corner me in the bathroom?"
Oakley looked down the crowded hallway, "Your right about that."
Y/N was tired of playing the waiting game. She pulled him into the bathroom and backed him up against the door. Oakley was surprised at her behavior. She kissed his lips locking the door behind them.
She moaned when his hands gripped her butt moving them towards the counter. With ease, she slid her jeans off. Oakley unbuttoned his belt breaking the kiss, "What's your name?"
Y/N laughed slipping off her lace panties, "Y/N. You?"
"Oakley."
Her mouth watered seeing him erect. Oakley's breathing was heavy as he kissed her again. Her arms locked around his neck as he lifted her onto the counter. She was dripping wet. Y/N moaned louder as his tip touched her opening.
"Fuck you're so wet."
With swollen lips, she bit his neck, "Don't tease me, baby."
Oakley pushed himself inside her moaning at how warm she felt. Y/N moved her hips trying to get him closer. His pace quickened making her legs shake, "Mmm, keep going."
He pounded into her even harder. She gripped the sink trying to steady her body. In seconds she was cumming on his dick, "Oh!"
Oakley pulled out pumping his dick and ejaculating on her bare thighs. She licked her lips feeling her chest get heavy, "I cannot believe we just did that."
Oakley laughed grabbing paper towels to wipe her off, "We did."
Y/N pulled on her clothes glowing from her recent orgasm. Oakley thought she was so pretty. She thought he just wanted to fuck.
He pulled on her arm before kissing her lips quickly, "Let me take you out on a date."
