the next step au's

flight risk pt. 2 (trittany)

Within a matter of seconds, Brittany wasn't sure how exactly everything happened; or how she let him talk her into doing something like that, especially since she was actually still mad at him, but he managed to make her forget that with a matter of exactly three kisses placed on the skin of her neck; the two found themselves in the plane's way too small restroom.

After locking the door behind themself, and of course checking if no one saw that the two of them went into the restroom together, Trevor pinned Brittany against the tiny counter that was on one side of the room.

His arms were on either side of her body, and now she was the one taking more initiation in this whole situation. She was basically making him melt into the kiss, yet somehow she was about to melt into it as well.

Normally, they would be scared that someone would catch them, but everyone from their team was asleep; like they checked before they went inside here, and the other passengers seemed to be more interested in their own business than to question why a couple was walking into the restroom together.

All of that benefitted them.

Trevor's hands sneaked onto her body now, one of them moving to her back, under her shirt; the other one lower down, until it was just above the back of her knee, pulling her up to sit on the small counter.

As soon as she was sitting up there, Brittany's legs wrapped around his torso, pulling him closer to herself, neither of them breaking the kiss at any point.

Trevor's hands were both now under Britt's shirt, making their way up to her back.

"Trevor.." She mumbled against his lips, before she pulled a little away from the kiss.

He knew what that meant.

They came up with something like a signal.. well, they didn't really come up with it, but it happened everytime, so they both knew what the other one wanted when they would randomly pull away from a kiss; just like Britt did now.

It meant that they wanted to go all the way.

"Here? But I don't have a condom." Trevor whispered, while his face dug into the crook of her neck, placing a few kisses onto the skin, which caused Brittany to groan lightly; though it seemed to be more out of frustration.

"It's okay. I'm on the pill." She reminded him, talking a little louder now, that she was getting impatient.

"You sure?" He asked, raising both of his eyebrows, as he pulled away from her neck.

Brittany nodded, a smirk appeared on her face now, as she pulled him closer again; gaining a smirk of his'.

A few seconds later both of them were heavily breathing, as Trevor picked up his pace, thrusting faster. The two of them tried to keep quiet, due to the other passengers sitting only a few feet away from where they were right now.

But as both reached their high; you could cut the sexual tension in the small restroom right now; they couldn't help but let out rather loud moans.

Trevor's face was buried in Brittany's neck, grunting quietly, as he gave one last thrust before both of them came at the same time.

"Oh.. shit.." Brittany tried her hardest to whisper, but it didn't succeed this time.

The volume of her voice caused Trevor to chuckle slightly, before he pulled out of her, placing a kiss on her cheek.

A few moments later, both of them were dressed again, and Brittany was adjusting her hair and makeup, trying her best to get the My boyfriend just fucked me look out of her features, but it didn't really work out.

Trevor wasn't any help either; as he was pressing himself into her back, his chin resting on her shoulder, as he looked at her reflection in the mirror, a cheeky smile on his face.

"You still mad at me?" He asked, all of a sudden, which caused Brittany to look into his reflection in the mirror, as he was smiling widely at her.

She wasn't, but she knew that if she would let him off the hook, it wouldn't be half as fun.

You see, the thing with Trevor is that he takes it way too seriously whenever Brittany says that she's mad at him. It's like he wants to do everything in his power to make things right between them. Which is actually really cute, in Brittany's mind.

And most of the time she isn't even that mad at him, but keeps the act up, just because he tries to do everything to make her stop being mad.

A smirk appeared on her face, as she shrugged, freeing herself from his grip, as she opened the door, that leads one outside into the hallway.

"Yeah." She said, still smirking, as she went out of the restroom, making her way back to her seat.

She could hear Trevor slightly groaning behind her, and drop down onto his seat only a few seconds after she sat down into hers.

A few minutes later, she heard him chuckle quietly.

"What's so funny again?" Brittany asked, looking at him, furrowing her eyebrows a little.

His hand shot up to her neck, his index fingers softly ran over a part of her skin. "At least I marked my territory." He whispered, before he removed his hand, a smirk appeared on his face, and he put his headphones back in, leaning into his seat, while Brittany was staring at him, wide-eyed.

//i suck at smut but yaaaaaaaa