aeipathy | one shot collection

we danced.

*Willow's POV*

"I don't like being in this dumb dress," I whine, messing with my hair in the bathroom.

"I know babe, but the party is almost over. Just a few more hours," Aubree murmurs, sweeping my hair off my neck and lightly kissing my skin.

We're at Hailey's friend's house, who threw this big ass party and Hailey just had to force party dresses on our bodies and drag us here, despite our various protests. Parties are so not our thing, but rudeness isn't either so we just sucked it up and went along with it.

Although this dress looks hideous and is rubbing all the wrong places and just ew.

"What do you say," Aubree whispers against my skin, "we go outside for a while?"

I feel myself nod as she takes my hand and drags me out of the bathroom, past a bunch of drunk and horny teenagers, to the door and out of the house. I involuntarily take a deep breath of the non-toxic air that is totally free of alcohol pollution, relieved that I can see stars instead of dizzying strobe lights.

"I hate parties," I groan as she leads me around the back of the house. She makes a delighted little sound when we see a little white gazebo in the middle of the backyard, lights threaded around everywhere. It almost looked like it should have been from a movie.

"Dance with me," Aubree murmurs, tugging on my hands and backing up closer to the gazebo.

"Isn't that what the party is for?" I ask, raising my eyebrow.

"No, like slow dance with me babe." She pulls my hands some more until I sigh and give in, following her into the gazebo.

"We need music," I state as I wrap my arms around Aubree's neck, her arms resting around my waist. She grins at me, resting her forehead against mine.

"You sing," she whispers. "Sing to me."

"Babe-"

"Pleeeease?" She gives me puppy dog eyes and pouts, and I sigh.

"Fine," I mutter, taking a shaky breath. I sing the first song that comes to mind, Favorite Record by Fall Out Boy.

"Do you do, do you remember
when we drove, we drove,
drove through the night
and we danced, we danced
to Rancid and we danced, we danced..."

As I sing, quietly at first but more confidently as time progressed, Aubree lets her eyes slip closed and starts swaying from side to side, her forehead still pressed lightly against mine. I can feel her even breath hit my nose as I sing the words from her favorite band, following her movements.

When I finish singing she smiles, lacing her fingers through mine and kissing my lips softly.

"Beautiful," she whispers, looking me in the eyes. I just look down and blush.

After we went back inside and told Hailey and her friend goodbye, Aubree and I headed back to the car, swinging our intertwined hands back and forth happily.

We get in and I put the car in drive, dragging my thumb over Aubree's knuckles. As I continue driving, I let go of her hand, resting my own on her leg, squeezing her knee lightly. Slowly I drag my fingers up her thigh, feeling her breathing get uneven the higher I get. Then I go back to her knee, repeating what I did before.

It's driving her crazy, I can tell, so I rest my hand on her thigh and just leave it there, looking nonchalantly at the road. She sighs in frustration, murmuring, "Park the car."

"What was that, babe?" I ask, grinning slyly.

"Park the damn car, Willow, park the stupid ass-"

I start laughing, finding a good place to pull over that's semi-secluded and out of the way. Before I can even blink she's out of her seat and on top of me, attacking my lips and sticking her tongue in my mouth.

Her hands are all over me, tangling themselves in my hair, cupping my face, gripping my hips. I place my hands on her ass as she starts to buck her hips against mine, slowly and easily.

"Not today babe," I mutter against her lips. "Harder."

She obliges, going down on me harder and harder until I'm gasping for breath around her kisses, suppressing moans that are trying to find themselves out of my throat.

"Moan for me, baby," she murmurs as she starts kissing my neck, sending me over the edge. A moan escapes my lips as Aubree grinds against me harder, nipping the lobe of my ear.

My hands start to claw at her back, trying to push her against me even more, wanting more friction. I get what I want when she changes her angle slightly, bucking against me and hitting the place every time that knocks the breath out of me and makes me see stars.

"Please, please," I whisper repeatedly, breathing heavily as Aubree comes back up to kiss me hard, biting my lip.

"Please what, baby, what do you want?" she whispers, hot breath against my skin, making me shiver.

"Y-you, I want you," I plead, tangling my fingers in her hair. She grins, grinding against me even harder, kissing me on the lips passionately.

We both come off our highs a couple minutes later, kissing each other on the lips once more. Then Aubree jumps back into her seat, grabbing my hand.

"Now you may drive," she says innocently. I roll my eyes and turn the engine back on, turning back onto the road.