After you all finished eating you decided it was time for you to go home. The boys all agreed, so you all four flooded out of the diner. As you stepped out the breeze hit you and you looked around in awe of the city lights. You were used to the city but LA seemed so much brighter than St. Louis and it made you start struck.
"We're just gonna head back from here, unless you need us to walk with you both? I mean Ian is the biggest pussy I know." George made a smug face and chuckled as he hit Ian's shoulder.
"Funny, thanks asshole. But no, I feel safe enough." Ian turned his head to you and raise an eyebrow, "Do you trust to walk home with just me?" Honestly, you wanted nothing more than to walk and talk with just Ian. George and Chad were cool too, but Ian was even better. Looks and conversations.
You let out a small breath of air and nodded your head, "I trust you. Just no funny business okay?" You joked and nudged him with your shoulder. Ian chuckled with you and nodded his head in agreement.
"Awesome, see ya at noon tomorrow Ian?" George pointed at Ian as him and Chad started walking towards a park.
"Noon my dude." Ian pointed back. You studied Ian as he interacted with his friends. Sure he could be an asshole sometimes but he was really nice to have a conversation with. He knew his shit and sometimes would never shut up, which you enjoyed because you were more of a listener than a talker. You eyed him up and down. Damn he was tall. And his arms, again they killed you. And that dumb fucking grin and his huge ass glasses.
"Whoa.." You mumbled to yourself not thinking much of his presence and crossed your arms. You snapped back and noticed Ian was giving you a weird side eye.
"You good?" He chuckled lightly. You just nodded your head and started walking the direction you remembered coming from. Ian was right behind. As you guys walked it was quiet between you two, just the hum of the city. It was peaceful though, you enjoyed the presence of someone. You tended to shy from people but maybe LA would change that for you. It already seemed to be working it magic on your life.
"So, what brought you here? YouTube? Friends? Or a boyfriend?" He raised an eyebrow and gave you a goofy grin as he nudged you.
"Both. Well YouTube and friends, not boyfriend. Sonja, another gaming you tuber, convinced me to move out here and get some interviews to help my career with graphic design." You scoffed at the boyfriend bit, you couldn't remember the last time you had even talked to a boy with the intentions of dating. You focused on your gaming far too much.
Ian grinned and kicked a few rocks as he walked. "So what you're saying is your single?"
"That's literally all you obtained out of that conversation?"
"Not entirely. But I suppose it was the most interesting part." He grinned and glanced at you, his eyes were such a beautiful color and made your stomach sink every time he even glanced in your direction. Jesus Christ. You were in bad if his eyes got you.
You fell silent at his comment not sure how to take it. After he played footsie with you and brought up the boyfriend topic you wondered if he liked you. No way though, you just met. (Y/n) don't be so ridiculous. The walk was silent the rest of the way except for his occasional humming that changed every now and then. It was calming. You both jogged up the steps once you reached your building. He walked with you to your apartment door, your back was to the door and you just gazed at him.
"Well, see ya later I guess. Thanks a lot for inviting me out, even though it was just dinner. Still means a lot." You gave him a warm smile and up your keys out of your bag.
Ian's gaze followed you as you move, making you feel your cheeks flush with heat. "Anytime." As you turned to unlock your door, you thought he had left but as you jiggled the key around you felt hands grab your waist. Your eyes widened and you felt chills. The hands engulfed your sides and wrapped to your stomach with a warm, lingering touch. Your hands fumbled to open the door and you stepped forward as Ian followed behind. Sure come in man. You furrowed your brows and turned around, his hands slid back to your side as he gazed down at you.
"Ian?" Your grabbed his arm with one of your hands and waved the other in front of him. "Remember that funny joke I made about no funny business? Yeah that applies here."
"This isn't funny, I'm not laughing and you clearly aren't either." His voice was low and raspy as his face inched closer to yours. You could feel your heart beat rapidly and pick up the pace as his hands slid to your back and explored. You let out a sigh as his hands found a way under your shirt and his fingertips grazed you skin. You looked to the side and your mind went blank. Fuck it.
Your grabbed both his arms and slid your hands up and then around his neck. Your hands moved across his skin lightly and smoothly as you cupped his face. That jawline, it could cut anything. It was perfect. You both leaned in, lips crashing together. His arms pulled you tighter to you as he picked you up off your feet and started walking fourth into your apartment. He stuck his foot behind him and shut the door.
Remembering you had no couch or real bed you spoke up, mumbling against his lips softly, "I only have a mattress." Your words melted across his lips as he hummed and nodded.
"That's all we need." His words echoed in the Emory apartment and he carried you into the bedroom and lied you down, towering over you. You had abandoned your bag at the front door and you had no clue where your keys went, but at this point who cared. His hands went to your stomach and lifted up your shirt as he leaned down and kissed you, working his way down your neck. His hands roamed freely and you let out soft sighs as he sent chills and tingles all over your body. You arms found their way to his back and you tagged at his shirt. Ian took notice and slid his shirt off for you, then worked on your shirt. He slid it up past your head to reveal your bra as your (h/c) fell down around your face.
"Jesus..." He spoke softly and started kissing your neck again, working down it and leaving small love bites as he did. His teeth grazed your skin and you arched your back as hands rubbed your back lightly. Ian pulled up and unzipped your pants and slid them down. As you looked up and watched you could see his bulge through his jeans. Impressive. Your yes met his and he slid his own pants off and then his boxers. The bulge he had popped out from his boxers and gave you such a sensation and you grabbed his face you leaned up to him, "Make this worth it." You kissed his lips and lied back down as he slid you panties down. You were already so wet.
Ian positioned himself and slid in slowly. You let out a moan and grabbed his shoulders hard with white knuckles. You could have never imagined this happening on your first day in LA but here you were. As he thrusted he placed a hand on each side of you and your hands slid down to grab his. Your fingers interlocked and you looked up at him, his were dark, but in a exciting way. They intrigued you and gave you a sign of lust.
You could feel yourself close to climax and by the look on Ian's face, so was he. "Fuck..." Ian let out a deep moan before pulling out and he came. He towered over you for a few minutes and studied you. Your hands still gripped his arms while you looked up and met his eyes.
Ian leaned down and grazed the skin of your jaw with this lips and spoke gently, "Was it worth it?"
