Lisa's POV
The ice clinked against the glass as I sat it down on the bar. The whiskey was gone, and I wanted more. I needed more.
Because the woman I was in love with, had been in love with for God knows how long now, was getting married next week. To my brother. And if now wasn't the perfect time to get drunk, I don't know when it was.
So, I gestured for the bartender to fill me up another, and hoped that her flirtatious smiles would do something, anything, to make me forget why I was here tonight. Blondes had once been my type, that is until I'd met a certain brunette that had haunted my dreams ever since.
"Lisa, buddy!" Kyungsoo exclaimed while clapping a hand on my shoulder. "Drrrrunk yet?" I rolled my eyes at my brother's best friend as he slid onto the barstool next to me.
"Not drunk enough," I confessed, nodding to the chick who slid me another whiskey on the rocks before tipping it back and downing it in one fell swoop. It burned as it went down, but didn't dull, not nearly enough.
"Come join us, I'm buying Kai a Lap dance," he encouraged.
"Um... this isn't a strip club," I said slowly, hoping he'd catch on easier somehow. Kyungsoo's blue eyes were a little sleepy looking, he was more than definitely drunk by now. He was a decent guy, and I'd known him since we were kids, but there was nothing more frustrating than a wasted Kyungsoo. It's like he had temporary memory loss or something, and absolutely no filter whatsoever.
"Oh. Right. I need another beer," he slurred slightly, leaning over the counter to flag the bartender down. Just as he was leaning over, Kai came up behind and said, "Me too!" I didn't even try to conceal my snort of laughter as they both maniacally waved down the poor girl. "More beers!" they called out. "More beers for the Married Man!" Kyungsoo shouted. He'd been calling Kai that all night, much to my chagrin.
When Kai turned to me, his eyes were getting slightly bloodshot, and his hair was standing on end even more than usual. "I'm almost married, Lisa," he said, but he didn't seem so happy about it. He sounded... sad. It was almost enough to give me hope. Just for a split second. "I'll only ever get to fuck her. Wow. That's fucking depressing."
Kai almost never swore, so this was something. Staying calm, I prodded gently. "Are you sure you're ready then?"
By now Kai had a beer in his hand, passed over from Kyungsoo, who'd finally been successful in his flagging techniques. "I dunno." He took a long drink, and all I could do was pray he really meant it, and it wasn't his drunken thoughts guiding him.
"Dude, quit thinking about pussies," Kyungsoo shouted, wrapping his arm around Kai's neck. "Or how many you'll get or won't get. It's your last night of freedom!" He took a long swig of his beer, downing nearly half in those few seconds. "Maybe we should find you some tail tonight."
Kai shoved him hard in the shoulder, and I was just drunk enough to start playing Devil's Advocate by now. "I mean that bartender's hot, man, she's been staring at you all night." It was a blatant lie, she'd actually been staring at me, but hell, I was just desperate enough. "You'll never be with a blonde ever again."
"I like blondes," Kai said frankly. He was staring at the girl now, and she was actively ignoring him. "She has good lips."
"Yeah, didn't you say Roseanne won't suck you off?" Kyungsoo chortled. "Man, you gotta get her to try, if you've never gotten head from her before... why the hell would you marry her?"
I nearly choked on my own tongue. My thoughts instantly went to if Roseanne were mine, if she would suck my cock, and then that started a chain of thoughts going from getting head to taking her from behind, to eating her pussy... I groaned, but luckily the club was too loud for the guys to hear it.
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Chaelisa One-Shots Smuts
FanfictionThis is pretty much a bunch of smut one-shots from a bunch of different fandoms converted to Chaelisa. WARNING some are g!p not many but just a disclaimer *I just converted these it is not my own all credits go to the original owners