If You Think I'm Pretty [Sal FisherxFem!Reader]

The Lunch Break.

Though your nerves were still very much still there, throughout the day you felt yourself relax. Your classmates were really nice to you and none of your tutors thus far had seemed unkind.

After thanking a nearby classmate for helping you with some coursework, you follow Maple outside, waiting by Sals- Well, Larrys truck. "Are we going off campus to eat?"

Maple nods, tucking some of her short silver hair behind her ear. "Well Sal prefers not to be gawked at by people while his trying to eat so we usually just head to a drive-thru then park somewhere quiet to eat." She smiles softly. "I think I prefer it too."

You nod. Of course that was going to be the case. Sometimes you forgot how insecure Sal was about his face due to him barely ever wearing his prosthetic whenever the two of you were alone. His scarred face was the most beautiful work of art in your mind. It made him so unique. Well, a lot about Sal made him unique you supposed. Being a naturally blue haired, alternative, androgynous looking man wearing what most people percieved as a white halloween mask meant he pretty much couldn't help but stand out.

You're snapped from you thoughts when a familiar shade of blue catches your eye and you smile brightly as Sal, Ash, Todd and Neil make their way over to the two of you.

"Maple, Todd and Neil are gonna follow in Neils car." Sal says, unlocking the truck as Neil, Todd and Maple split off to a much nicer looking car a few spaces down.

You nod, moving to open the passenger side door and sitting in the truck. You watch through the rearview mirror as Ash climbs into the the back of the old pickup truck, sitting down in the bed of it. "Is that safe?" You ask Sal as he gets into the drivers seat and starts the engine.

Sal glances at the rearview mirror before shrugging. "Probably not but Larry, Ash and I have been sitting in the back pretty often since Lar got this thing back in highschool so she'll be fine."

You hum in response, settling into your seat though you weren't fully convinced to let go of your worry as Sal began to drive.

After ordering your food, Sal parks in a pretty empty parking lot by a closed up store. Ash hops from the bed of the truck and walks around to climb into one of the back seats of the truck, tossing her bag in before shuffling to the middle of the seats. "Gimme." She says, making grabby hands as Sal picks the the bag of food from where it had been sitting on his lap.

The bluenette rolls his eyes, allowing her to grab it and he glances out of the window when he notices a car pull up beside his. He visibly relaxes when he sees its Neils car and shifts his body slightly to face you. "You... I'm gonna take off my mask."

You nodd and move your gaze to Ash as she hands you your fries. By her lack of reaction to Sal saying that, you assume him feeling able to remove his mask to eat is probably the reason they choose to do lunch this way.

Sal reaches back, unclipping his prosthetic and places it ontop of the dashboard before taking his own fries from Ash.

Ash passed out the rest of the food, Sal handing you and Ash your drinks. You ate pretty much in silence other than Ash asking you questions about how college was going.

After finishing your food, you watched Sal for a moment as you sipped your soda. "You're so pretty, you know." You murmur as you reach out, brushing his pretty blue hair from his eyes, which were framed by long dark blue eyelashes you thought were absolutely breath taking. You smile as you see a faint pink paint his pale cheek and move your hand to cup his scarred cheek. "So handsome. Right, Ash?" You say, turning your gaze to her with a smirk.

She returns your energy immediately and nods. "Oh yeah, he's hot alright." Ash giggles, pushing some of her short chestnut brown hair behind her ear. "Actually I wanted to talk to you two about something." She shifts to lean inbetween the two front seats. "You guys. I want in."

You raise a brow, allowing the penny to drop in your mind for a second and now it was your turn to blush. Quickly turning to face Sal, he seems to mirror your behaviour. "Uh..." You shift your gaze back to Ash. "Could you elaborate?"

The green eyed girl smiled, giving a small laugh. "Well... I could just show you what I mean. If that's alright with Sally."

"...Yeah, sure." You hear Sal say beside you after a moment and Ash shifts slightly and beckons you to join her in the back. And who were you to deny such a beauty?

Climbing into the back of the truck, you sit beside the girl and wait with baited breath for Ash to move. She reaches her hand forward, her fingers running just below your jawline to beneath your chin. Ash tilts your head up so your gazes meet and she leans in.

You allow your eyes to flutter shut as you feel soft lips close over yours. Her lips are soft and warm, she waits a moment before slowly moving her lips against yours. Her hand shifts from beneath your chin to thread her fingers into your hair.

You let off a soft moan into the kiss and she takes the opportunity to slide her tongue into your mouth. You lean further into the kiss, sliding your tongue against hers rhythmically. There was none of the usual roughness to the kiss that you enjoyed but Ash was merly testing the waters right now.

Ash pulls away after a little while for breath and she smirks, gently brushing some of your hair behind your hair. "I wasn't lying beautiful, I wanna fuck you." You feel your face flush at her dirty words. "And I'm always happy to fuck your boyfriend again."

You move your gaze back to the bluenette, he was watching the two of you with a deep blush on his face. "I don't know if she could handle you," He manages out with a laugh.

"My strap is pretty huge." Ash replies with a grin before looking back at you. "Think about it, gorgeous." She winks before grabbing her bag and hopping back out of the truck.

You don't move for a moment before reaching your hand up to touch your lips. "Did that really just happen..?"

You're snapped out of your thoughts by the sound of Sal clipping his prosthetic back on his face. "It sure did."

Climbing back into the passenger seat, you move your gaze over to Sal when he doesn't immediately start the truck. "Uh, I could actually do with your help." He says, shifting awkwardly and you allow your gaze to drift, not really understand what he meant until your eyesight aligns with the large tent in the crotch of his skinny jeans.

"Oh."

A/N: I don't think I'm gonna do a pregnancy storyline guys, please stop asking. Thank you for the support though!