18 - Pervert

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THE TITLE SAYS IT ALL

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The tip of the bottle stopped at you, making you rolling your eyes.

"Y/N, truth or dare?" Patrick said as a lascivious smile plastered on his lips.

The two of you have been drinking to celebrate the success of your lives--the success of his band's concert and of your career.

You just finished playing 'Cards against Humanity' and you find it inappropriate.

"Dare, I've been taking fucking questions about my life." You said, slurping your bottle of beer.
You let your really-drunk husband think about the dare you're asking for. Secretly, you crossed your fingers, hoping it wouldn't turn as smutty as the last time he asked you.

Because the last time you did ask for a dare, it ended up into a drunk sex and your chest was showered with hickeys, making you wear your so despised turtle-neck blouses.

"Ah!" He snaps his fingers in the air and looked at you. "Baby, can you do this?" He presses his elbows together without any effort.

"Just that?" You asked, setting down your bottle.

"Yeah, just this." He says, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Okay," you attempted to do it so, but whenever your breasts get in the way, you'll start over again and again.

On the other hand, Patrick was enjoying the whole show he has initiated.

"Patrick...I think I wouldn't be able to--" despite of your breasts getting in the way, your elbow met the each other and you felt proud about it. When you looked at him, his eyes were fixated on a certain spot on your body.

Your breasts.

"You pervert twat!" You said, throwing one of the throw pillows next to you.

He flashes you his you-me-couch-and-drunk-sex look.

"Oh damn." You whispered before he sat next to you and let him hypnotize you with his magic.

And soon, the giggles coming from your mouth became moans of pleasure and his name echoed in the four sides of the room.

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A/N:

I'm really sorry for not writing for weeks...school's here and schedule became a little bit tighter. This is the only fic I could muster...by now.

Thanks for reading. :)))))

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