g!p; billie; dom
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-your pov-
"mm, bil.." i slur as i make my way through the club, trying to find my best friend.
it's 2am, i'm drunk as fuck, horny as fuck and i honestly just wanna get home.
i finally spot her neon green roots glowing in the middle of the club, her highlighter ass.
"billieee" i whine as i grab her shoulder, pushing a million drunk men off of me as they offer to dance.
"i wanna go home." i say and she turns to me and grabs my face.
"okay, love, i'll call us a cab." i could tell she was drunk but she's also really caring when it comes to me. it doesn't matter how drunk or high she may be, she'll sober up in seconds if i really need her to.
we push through the crowd and get outside, the cold air filling my lungs.
all i've inhaled since 10pm is the strong smell of alcohol and occasionally the smell of a cigarette coming from some old man who was sitting next to me at the bar.
our cab comes and we get in. i sit in the middle, billie at the window and i lean my head on her shoulder. she adjusts herself, resting her hand on my thigh.
now, i can't tell if it's the alcohol or what but she was doing something to me right now.
i cross my legs a bit and and i hear billie chuckle.
was she doing this on purpose?
after an agonizingly long car ride, billie's hand only teasing higher on my thigh, we finally get to my house where i struggle to find my keys and struggle even harder to unlock the door.
she laughs at my frustration when i throw my keys down as soon as we step inside and i flip her off.
"you staying tonight?" i ask and she nods her head.
"of course i am. we're drunk, we gotta have fun together now." she smiles and i giggle.
"okay bet. let's watch a movie." i suggest and she jumps.
"yessss! lemme get the snacks." she runs into the kitchen grabbing about a million snacks knowing good and well we'd only eat like two things.
we find some random movie and though we already weren't paying attention, i'm easily distracted by her hand on my thigh once again.
drunken visions of her lips on mine, her hands on my body flood my thoughts, only turning me on more.
though, i'm starting to be convinced these thoughts aren't drunken..
i glare at her and her stare holds pure lust and want.
i roll my eyes and look away, whining.
"you okay?" she asks in a teasing tone.
"mhmm." i nod my head slowly. i was lying.
