Under The Lights

Eighteen- Titan Pierce

We finish eating dinner and i roll up my sleeves to do the dishes while Record goes upstairs.

She kept saying how she was excited to go to the haunted house while we were eating and id lying if i said I wasn't nervous. I hate scary things but no way am i going to tell her that. If she wants to go then we'll go. She said there was a hayride there too maybe i can convince her to just go on that but i doubt it.

I hear Record coming down the steps before i see her walk to the couch, Kora following after her and lying by her feet. Her hair in black braids flowing all the way down her back and shes in this cute matching set i really wanna touch again. It was soft. I haven't touched her since her friend walked in on us and i want to. She looks good in everything but she looks really good right now. I wanna touch her boobs again, they were so soft and squishy. I sigh, i sound like a stupid teenager.

Record turns on the tv and scrolls through netflix as i finish up the dishes and wipe my hands on my jeans.

I go over to take a seat next to Record and she immediately turns towards me which makes me a little nervous but still hopeful.

"Hey do you drink?"

I furrow my eyebrows. "Sometimes."

She grins and gets up and i watch as she goes to the kitchen, staring at her ass as I see her open a cabinet, grabbing a bottle and two small glasses. "Are you sure you should be drinking with your injuries."

"Stop worrying." She waves me off as she walks back to me and puts the bottle in front of us.

"Tequila?"

She nods and grins. "Let's play a drinking game. Im gonna put on a movie and every time they say a specific word we're gonna take a shot."

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It's about an hour later and I'm definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol. Even with my glasses the tv looks a little blurry. I think i drank too much. I sit up and lean my head on my hand trying to clear my thoughts when I catch sight of Record laughing at the tv and its a pretty sound which makes me smile. The tv lighting up her features making her beautiful in my blurry haze. She looks like a goddess.

Record catches me looking at her but I'm too drunk to look away or care.

She holds out her hand and pets my cheek and i lean into it. "Aw your all flushed."

"You don't look drunk." I notice, maybe just a little happier than usual.

"Oh i definitely am, maybe not as drunk as you though."

I frown. "But we drank the same amount."

She smiles. "You never told me you're a lightweight. You're slightly slurring your words."

"No I'm not." I tell her.

She nods and lightly laughs. "You are, and it's adorable."

"Im not adorable you are." I murmur grabbing her hand off my face and holding it.

She cheeses. "Thank you."

"You are so pretty, do you know that?" My mind decides to keep going.

She pulls a braid behind her ear."Well i do now."

How can someone be so beautiful? I sit up and lean back, gently pulling her towards me for a kiss. Her eyes flutter close as i graze my lips against hers, there so soft, it starts out with just a few pecks, her plump lips kissing mine before i grab her by the waist. I pull her on top of me and she makes a small noise of surprise. I feel her boobs push up against my chest and it makes me feel all warm inside as i tilt my head and open my mouth taking the kiss deeper as i palm the back of her head.