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THE WHOLE CHAPTER IS BASICALLY SMUT, (it's a long chapter)
also, the 'jake' guy that she's going on a date with is completely fictional
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i was putting on a little bit of makeup in the bathroom for my date with a guy i met the other night at the club, he was cute, and asked to go on a date with him. i haven't had much action recently, i was bored so i said yes to his offer. ( we'll call the guy 'jake' )
he walked in, "hurry up," he said, i turned and smirked at him, "how do i look?" i asked, adding emphasis on the 'look'. "i'll be in the car", then just rolled his eyes and walked downstairs. i sighed, quickly adjusting the straps on my dark dress, making my hair look nice, and finishing my makeup. "hurry up!" he yelled from outside. i put my boots on and walked out of the bathroom door and into my bedroom.
i smiled, grabbed my perfume, and started spraying myself with it, spraying myself in certain areas i heard someone say are best to spray. as i was about to walk downstairs, a finger wrapped around my dress hook. i squealed knowing the only one home was chris. i live with the triplets, and they're my best friends and always have been, ive lived with them ever since my mother passed away.
fucking chris, the really hot one, "hold on" he said as i tried squirming from his grip. he bit his bottom lip and pulled me closer, "don't listen to him, he's an ungrateful little shitbag who'd do anything for drugs and whores. but you. you aren't a a whore, at all, are you?" i shook my head desperately trying to get away. i know chris, this was so unlike him, he was practically flirting with me and we've never seriously flirted, i mean, we've kissed when we were like 14 as a dare but it was never serious.
he yanked me close and put a hand onto my neck, forcing me to look up at him. i squealed, focusing on the lust in his light blue eyes. his hair was a disheveled brown. "my god y/n, we met him at the club together, haven't you considered how many girls he probably brings home every night?"
jake came inside, "fucking hurry up, i don't have all day! i have to get home" chris bent me over the banister, "yeah about that, i'm just gonna stay here" chris pushed himself against me, and i rushed to say it. chris pulled me up to him, "see how fast he changed his mind? first date? now it's 'i need to get home'?" i gulped. "in all seriousness," chris got closer to my ear and pushed me against the wall, "you are fucking stunning in that dress, sweetheart. oh, and don't let that lil dude touch you, i want what i made wet to be mine for later."
then and only then i realized that his hand had been on my clit, playing with spare juices that leaked. he smirked and walked into his room. i frowned as jake walked towards my room, not taking the hint that i wanted him to leave. i didn't wanna be mean though, "can we watch a movie then?" i asked jake. jake groaned and nodded, "yeah, yeah, i start my work at 9 pm though" i checked the time, '8:23pm'
