Angel Dust's pov:
I'm drunk. Maybe too drunk. So please believe me when I say I'm sorry for my following actions. I know I'll regret them. But the alcohol got the best of me tonight..
I leaned over the table. I grabbed ya hands in mine and started brushin' my lips against yours. As your tongue entered my mouth, I started feeling anxious. I think I finally experienced how it feels to have "fireworks" in your stomach. I would've never believed this was possible if ya didn't come back. Unfortunately, I don't want this. I don't want ya. I don't need ya. I don't deserve ya...
As your body gets filled with hope and passion, mine is about to come up with some revenge plan. Who cares if I'll fuck things up again? Maybe ya're not truly trying to get to know my side of the story. Maybe ya want revenge as well. And if that's true.. I need to be the first one to apply my plan, unless i want to end up depressed again.
But first, I need to stop this sexual tension between us. I got up from my chair and grabbed you by your waist as I started making my way to the bathroom.
Why is everything happening in a bathroom..?
As we made our way inside, I could already hear other people banging. I don't know if I should be glad that we're not the only ones or not, but at this point, I don't even care. All I care about is that I'm here. With ya. I lifted you up in my arms and sat ya down on the counter. The tension between us grew so fast. It was almost impossible to keep my hands off of ya. Ya closed your eyes as I came closer and started kissing your neck all the way up to your lips. My heart was beating so fast, and my breath became heavy as I heard ya whispering my name through gaps of air. I could feel the ecstacy running through my veins. I lifted ya up again and began to make my way into one of the booths. I was surprised to see you got the audacity to push me on the panel. Ya are having an attitude. Hot. Kinky. You pressed me hard against the panel while I was trying my best not to suffocate. Your kisses are burning my skin more than my drinks ever burned my throat. Your hands are running all over my body and mine all over yours. As I reached for your head, your hands grabbed my waist and pants. My heart ached. I haven't done any of this since you left... what if I'm not ready..? I started kissing you as I felt your hand entering my pants. I reached for your tongue as you reached for my dick. I tried holding my breath, but I soon realized I was about to suffocate if I heard you moaning my name one more fucking time. You started touching my dick. At first, I didn't think much of it since I believed it had no way of satisfying me until you squeezed it so strongly. My body remained still as I realized how much strength you have. Ya were grinning as ya took a dominant position and sat me on top of ya. I wasn't holding back much either, sending aromatic looks to keep ya aroused as ya unzipped your pants.
"I don't usually do this, but baby, you're in for a treat." He whispered in my ear
"Kitty~ ah, you're quite the big one, aren't ya ? I just can't keep myself together when you do me so dirty~" I replied while trying so bad not to sound like I'm breathless.
I chuckled before getting on top of him, kissing him with full passion as my body went up and down on his hot body.
With the same fastened movement, we kept the intercourse going for another hour as someone banged on the door.
"Ugh, I gotta pee. What's taking so long asshole?!" The voice screamed seemingly agitated.
We both gave each other a quick look as we started whipping up and putting our chlotes on.
Gosh, it was so good. So fucking good. But now that I've gotten rid of the tension between us, it's time I put my revenge plan in application.
"You're quite a monster at this baby~ Consider we'll do this again some time" He said while slapping my ass. Damn where did this confidence come from ?

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