*BEWARE EXTREME EROTIC/SEX SCENE*
That night everyone was thrilled with their destinations, except Lucifer. I had Afghanistan. He had Korea. Everyone was drinking, flirting and playing ping pong. Several times our captains had to come in to tell us all to shut up every once in a while, but after giving them a few shots they became nicer. Not by much but it was still an improvement. A couple of the well-known friendships were rumoured to be having sex in various parts of the building. A game was devised amongst the women. Points for ranking. The higher the rank the more points you won at the end of the night. I didn’t want to play. I had no boyfriend, nor a current sex life. After a few drinks Lucifer became much merrier.
We danced to the music playing from the stereo, songs we would scream, and then other songs we would mumble along to, due to having no clue as to what they were but the urge to never stop dancing in each other’s company. As the night drew on I could feel Lu getting closer to me, feeling his hands on my waist, or in my hair. Swaying me to the music at the same pace as his body.
I could bet that most our dancing must have looked erotic or sexual but at that point I didn’t care. I was enjoying the alcohol rushing through my veins and the buzz of excitement fluttering before my eyes. The music started to speed up and couples were starting to grind together, I smiled. Everyone looked so happy.
“Fancy somewhere more quiet?” Lucifer whispered into my hair, tickling my ear. I nodded without knowing what was happening. We walked up the stairs to the roof, music could still be heard up here and I still wanted to dance. The door shut and I broke away, moving my hips, with my hands above my head, my hair trailing down my back and my skirt lifting slightly to show more of my thighs. I could feel Lucifer’s watchful and hungry gaze as I turned around, swaying my hips as I walked to him in the beat of the music.
“So! You’ve got me up here, what are you going to do with me?” I rested one hand on my hip, the other playing with the end of my slightly curled hair. He said no words but walked swiftly towards me. Smelling a fist full of my hair before holding my ass tight and pulling me towards him. I could feel him, hard, digging into my sensitive woman area. So long without contact didn’t take me much to respond in my alcohol fuelled state. We kissed, our tongues mingling. Gently at first and then becoming speedy, sharp and breathless.
Lu lifted me up so I was straddling his waist before I was forced into a wall, a moan escaping my mouth as he fisted my hair, tugging. I bit his lip, letting the coppery taste slide over my tongue, he didn’t care about the pain and neither did I. He tried to unbutton his trousers, nearly dropping me in the process. We both giggled before I let my hands wander. Finding his belt, slipping it out of the loop and letting his trousers fall to the floor, somehow my underwear had come off in the same time. We were so close…
“Do you have a condom?” Lu asked breathless, his eyes looked beautiful in the starlit sky and moonlight. I shook my head “I’m on the pill.” He smiled before thrusting into me. I screamed out as he filled me. He was so warm, my body shook with lust and I could hear him moaning into my neck. That’s when it happened, we both screamed, he’d hit me in the right place. His legs buckled and we slid down the wall. He was still inside me as we laid on the concrete. I breathed heavily, it was the most exhilarating feeling I had ever felt from a man. He slid out of my then, another warm buzz floated through my body. I kissed him on the cheek as he gave me his jumper to lay on. We stayed like that, staring at the stars in each others embrace.
“Lucifer?”
he turned to me, looking into my eyes. “yes?”
“I think I’m in love with my best friend…”
He smiled then, leaning towards me, before planting a soft kiss on my lips he said “I’ve always been in love with my best friend.”
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Never Let Me Go
RomanceWhen Anita is about to be sent to Afghanistan, her best friend pronounces his undying love for her and vows to follow her through the raging war in which she is thrust into. Feelings of despair and the news Anita's death rocks Lucifer to his core...