"Y/N, are you almost ready?? The party already started!" screamed Ashleigh from downstairs. Her foot tapped impatiently as she looked through snapchats of the party from friends who are already there, her lips forming into a pout.
"Literally two seconds and ill be down," you screamed back down, adjusting the black corset top in the mirror. You raked your hands through your long black hair as your eyes scanned your face over, going over every detail of the makeup you had just completed. Your eyes were donned with red eyeshadow, a thick winged eyeliner painted over top and a hint of mascara to blend in your lashes with the fake ones.
Your devil horns peaked out from behind your bright red hair, which was an ombre into black once it hit your shoulders. You decided to try a slutty devil costume after finding new confidence to show off your body... more so hoping he'd see you. Tyler, linebacker of your college football team- asshole, but extremely attractive and who just so happened to invite you personally. The mini skirt gripped your waist tight, the fabric only long enough to dangle over the edge of the bottom of your ass. It would be longer but you were blessed with an absolute dump truck back there, and your girls nearly spilled out of your corset, making you feel so unbelievably sexy tonight. You also had slipped on some distressed fishnets and your favorite pair of boots - they came up to your calves, matte black with a stiletto heel and chains all across.
After double checking yourself out in the mirror, you ran down the stairs to meet up with your best friend. Despite the differences in your looks, you two were as close as could be. Ashleigh looked up at you with a big smile, giving you a little shoulder dance to indicate she thought it was sexy. She was dressed up as your polar opposite - an angel. Her long blonde hair was curled and laid nicely atop the white corset. Her blue eyes were covered in a white, sparkly eyeshadow with a golden eyeliner which made her features pop even more. Damn did she have a face card. Her skirt left next to nothing to the imagination, her stockings tying in nicely with only a simple white bow above the knee. She had on a set of high heels, white to match with a fuzzy toe.
"Lets roll, bitch" you grabbed your keys and ran out to your car, Ashleigh squealing in excitement to get there to not only get plastered, but for the boys. You decided what better way to make an entrance than in your favorite, fastest car? You started your Subaru WRX STI and she roared to life, her idling engine purring and waiting to go. Most people dismissed her, thinking she was slow or "just another Subaru," but oh were they wrong. She had been your baby ever since your dad got you into cars and you decided to make it your passion. Nothing but the best for Stacy - yes, i named my car... fight me - utilizing a fully built EJ25 engine, 6870 turbocharger, IAG dual fuel rails and twin TGV injections, upgraded axles, driveshafts, and triple-disk clutches, large FMIC, custom front-facing manifolds, and professional ECU tuning... giving her just over 1000 horsepower.
Your engine roared from the down the street of the party, catching a lot of people's attention as you pulled up and shut off the car. You gave them a moment of anticipation before opening the driver's door and stepping out, immediately making half the men who came out practically faint or drool. You walked over to your passenger side and opened the door, Ashleigh emerging and of course struck a pose which put the nail in the coffin for most of the men. You locked your car, shoving your keys in your pocket before you both tried to walk inside, the group of people mobbing you made it hard to do so.
You walked in to the party and immediately spotted another one of your friends, telling Ashleigh where you're going before she was whisked away by a bunch of guys. You strutted over, nudging Allie playfully as you sat down making her aware of your presence.
"Oh my god!! Y/N!! You are so hot, what the fuck girl?!" She hugged you and squealed in excitement, looking you up and down multiple times.
You hugged her back tightly, her cute cat costume really fit her personality. "Thank you as always cutie," you giggled, your eyes darting around before training back onto her. "Do you know... where Tyler is?"
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Sam & Colby x Reader [smut]
FanfictionFemale Reader x Sam x Colby Do you prefer just one of the boys or both... and can you handle them?
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