"Oh my sweet angel, did you really think I was going to give it to you so easily? Anyways, when I let you cum, it's going to be from my cock, not my fingers."
Willow never expected to escape from her own personal hell, but now shes experiencing her...
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Cillian and Rocko sit and chat in the locker rooms as Cillian begins to get changed after his post-fight recovery, have I been drooling over his body? Yes, absolutely yes.
I thought he was ripped before, but whatever Wesley made him do at camp was next level.
"Come on man, we need to go out a celebrate!" Rocko smiles widely, excitement beaming in his eyes, "No" Cillian grunts as he shoves a white linen dress shirt over his body, I pout as I don't get to drool over his bare skin anymore.
I notice he doesn't button up the shirt leaving his chest and abs open for me to continue to drool over, good man, he's a good man. "Come on bro" Rocko pouts trying to do puppy eyes at him, "No" Cillian repeats shoving cream Kahki shorts on, damn he looks good.
I think for a second, maybe Rocko's onto something... We go out, drink, dance, have fun, and have some amazing drunk sex afterwards, yeah, yeahhhhhhhhh.
"I think it's a good idea" I shrug finally speaking up, Cillian gives me a confused look but Rocko jumps up from his seat and rushes over to me "I knew I liked you for a reason" He beams placing a hand on my shoulder "Don't touch her" Cillian grunts, I try my hardest to stop the small smirk on my face, should I push his buttons tonight?
Drunk angry sex? Oh fuck yes.
"Come on handsome, we deserve some fun don't we?" I ask standing up and pouting at him, "And I'm wearing such a pretty dress too, it deserves to have some fun hmm?" I ask batting my eyelashes at him, he looks between Rocko and I multiple times before sighing "Fine".
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As we walk into the club I hold onto Cillian's hand, he squeezes mine with an iron grip, shit do that around my throat-
Being ripped out of my dirty thoughts Rocko drags us to the VIP area, I don't bother looking at all the fancy décor and shit, my eyes are trained on one thing and one thing only, my man.
Cillian sits as I'm about to sit next to him he grabs onto my hips and drags me onto his lap, "Where do you think you were going?" He asks as his hands trail up and down the sides of my waist, "To sit?" I smirk, the shit-stirring starts now. Operation angry drunk sex is a go.
"You really think I'd let you sit next to me after not having you for a week?" He questions, "You're already on three strikes angel, wouldn't want it to go further would you?" He hums, I bite back a shit-eating grin, oh you just wait baby, you just wait.
"Yes sir" I hum leaning my face into his, I kiss him softly, and as he goes to deepen the kiss I pull back and wiggle my ass as if I'm dancing to the music in the background "Such a fucking tease" he groans quietly, you have no idea.
