꒰ ° 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨𝐦 ꒱ (Velvet and Veneer x Reader)

𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 - 𝟏𝟐

our secret moments in a crowded room,
they got no idea about you and me.
-Taylor Swift

Warnings: NSFW, alcohol, mean Velvet, and my shitty sex writing

Playing, Dress by Taylor Swift

꒰ঌ ໒꒱

"Velvet?" You called from your room, hoping she'd hear you. "Yes [Y/N]? What do you need?" Standing in your closet, you were lost on what to wear.

Veneer had just left for the airport and you were more than nervous. You could feel Velvet lurking at every corner you turned, waiting for you. Her comment earlier made you aware what was probably going to happen tonight, and if you were going to do it, you might as well have a little fun before hand?

Velvet had been the more mean one to you from the start, so if she wanted you you'd make her work for it a bit. Even if that meant you were going to deal an angry Velvet, it was would be worth it.

Snapping out of your thoughts, you heard Velvet enter the room. "What do you... oh my god-" She stood there wide eyed. Standing before her was you in some short shorts and a bra, turning to face her you asked confused.

This was going to be a fun night.

"What should I wear tonight?" A small smirk formed on her face as you turned your back to her.

Sneaking up behind you, her tall figure stood right behind you. Her presence was overwhelming in every aspect, how was she able to distract you so fast?

"Well," she started, her voice dangerously low. "I personally think that I have way better clothes in my closet hmm?" Her hands snaked around your waist and danced along the hem of your shorts.

Velvet's skilled fingers traced up your side, wiggling their way into the side of your bra. Fuck this is gonna be a long night you thought, whining at her actions.

"What do you think cutie? Wanna come try on some of my clothes?" She prodded you again, wanting an answer. "Mhm, I-I'd love too!" You responded, trying your best to hide the shake in your voice.

Sliding farther into your bra, you could felt Velvet's warm breath on your neck. "If you want me to stop then say it now." No response. Feeling her lips on your neck, she continued moving forward until her hands were completely cupping your breasts. You hissed at her cold hands, not used to the feeling.

"What?" She playfully teased, "Are my hands cold? Sorry I'm warming them up!" Rolling your eyes, you giggled at her sassy remark.

Velvet's hands shifted more, feeling her fingers move. "I felt that eye roll from back here missy." She warned in a low voice. Pinching your nipple, you yelped in response. "Behave now." Rolling it in her finger tips.

"D-don't we have clothes to t-try on?" Your voice trembled now, you were leaning into Velvet, melting into her touch.

"Indeed we do! Follow me cutie, I'll show you to my room." Withdrawing her hands from your bra, you whined at the lack of contact. Hearing a giggle from Velvet, she grabbed your hand (rather harshly, not that you minded) and started dragging you through the house to her bedroom.