One Shots ; D.H

4th Of July

WARNING: detailed sexual content

"Hey Marvin, pass me a beer." You motion towards Marvin who's sitting across from you in the living room.

"You're already pretty wasted (Y/N)." He says but hands you a drink anyway.

"Oh well."

Usher is blaring around the room which is making it difficult for you to think or talk. More than the alcohol is.

You take a bottle opener and pop off the top. After taking a sip, you stand up and leave the room.

Marvin is a great guy but right now you're in the mood to dance. Marvin can't exactly do that.

You enter the massive kitchen and take a look around. All of your friends who were renting the house out with you were all there.

Your friend Jules thought it would fun to rent out a lake house for two days for Fourth Of July and anyone who wanted to join had to pitch in. So you did.

As you enter the kitchen, you scan each individual face, deciding who would be most willing to dance with you.

Your eyes land on Dan whose back is turned to you as he is snooping in the fridge.

Maybe he'd want to dance.

You stumble over to him  and tap on his shoulder. He turns around and smiles once he sees who it is.

"Hey. How's it going?" He's pretty drunk too. His eyes are a bit red and his balance seems a bit off.

"I'm well, just having a good ole time." You laugh at yourself for saying 'good ole'.

"That's good."

Your stomach feels all fluttery for some reason as his cute little dimples pop out, but it might just be the alcohol.

"I'm trying to get someone to dance with me, would you mind?" You ask politely.

He thinks for a second but then closes the fridge and takes your hand into the other room where loads of other people are dancing.

"I have to warn you, I suck at dancing." He says over the loud music.

"It's alright, me too." You laugh and start moving around.

So dance dance like its the last last night of your life life..

You watch as Dan attempts to move around but he just looks like he has mice crawling up and down his legs. Weird analogy but in your drunken state, that's the best you could come up with.

"SO BABY TONIGHT!" You scream and laugh before you can finish the line.

Dan laughs too and you both look like very messed up human beings. But luckily everyone else does too so you can get away with it.

Eventually the song slows down to a 1975 song and you find yourself wrapping your arms around Dan's neck. He then moves his fingers to your waist.

Something about the way he's touching you is making your body tingle uncontrollably. You can't make eye contact with him because all your body wants to do is move around.

But you start to wonder what he looks like underneath his clothes. What his fringe would look like all messed up. What sounds he would make in bed.

It's the alcohol. It's just the alcohol.

"Dan.." You say to him.

"Yeah?" He replies

"Do you feel that?" If you were sober you definitely wouldn't have just asked him that.

But surprisingly, he nods.

"Can you...show me where the bathroom is?" You twirl a strand of your hair around your finger and smirk at him.

He motions you towards an empty hallway and the moment you enter it, you turn him around but stop.

You're drunk, but you're not drunk enough to know that if he doesn't want this, you wouldn't force it on him.

But suddenly he pushes you up against a wall and connects his lips with yours like a hungry animal.

You kiss back and almost immediately, his tongue claims dominance.

His kisses fall lower and lower on your lips until he reaches your jaw line and neck. He sucks on the skin making you want more. The soothing feeling of his tongue over the area follows before he's back to your lips.

You both slowly start moving towards a bedroom trying not to break the kiss. You slam into a few walls before you decide to jump up and wrap your legs around his torso.

You close the door over Dan's shoulders and giggle as he drops you on the bed.

You tug at his grey t-shirt, wanting him to remove it.

He sits up, tears it off, and then goes back to kissing you.

His fingers move to the hem of your tank top and reach beneath it. You don't stop him from grabbing your breasts. He helps you pull off the fabric and ducks between your cleavage. You throw your head back in satisfaction.

"Mm.." You let out a small moan.

A couple of loud bangs come from outside. It must be the fireworks. The colors light up the room from the window making it look like you're in a dream. But that doesn't either do you.

Dan's face lowers to your belly button as he continues to leave soft kisses along your body.

When he reaches your shorts, he looks up at you with his brown eyes as if asking for permission. You bite your lip to tell him that it's okay. That if is very okay.

He slides your shorts off your legs slowly. You hate the slowness, it kills you.

He then takes off your laced blue under garment. At first you're a little shy, but then he leans down and you're brought to a whole new world of satisfaction.

The sheets beneath you are already warm and muggy as you grip them tightly. Your left hand reaches up to grab Dan's fringe. He moans at the contact..

The room lights up with the color purple.

Eventually he lifts his head back up to look at you. And in one swift motion, he drops his jeans and boxers without looking away.

The room is now yellow.

He kisses you once more before you feel him enter without any warning. You yelp at the sudden impact but slowly ease into it.

The funny part is, you've only known Dan since yesterday.

The room turns blue.

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I GOT THE FEELS WRITING THIS OML

Sorry not sorry :)

Xoxo - sapphy