You Should Be Mine (JuAri)

You're Invited to the After Party

Hey you guys :) there was a previous chapter with sex.

Recap of previous chapter for those who missed it: Justin throws a wild party and invites Ariana. Ariana is scared of the loud noises and people so she hides. Justin finds her and tells her to stay in his room while he wraps up the party. Justin returns to the room drunk and Ariana willingly has sex with him.

This is the following chapter (still going to be a bit racy, though no sex), continuing from her waking up in Justin's bed.

Ariana woke up at 5, her hand on Justin's chest, muscular and covered with scattered tattoos. He was breathing in and out so peacefully.

She shook her head... this wasn't all a dream? She was completely sure she'd wake in her bed, underwear just soaked.

But she was completely naked- and so was Justin, who was right beside her. She felt another wave of excitement that shot right down her body to in between her legs- but tried to surpress it.

A red seeped across her cheeks. Ariana looked to the clock- 5:02 AM. Wow. Well, she should leave now, before he wakes up. Yet... this was just such a feeling right here. As if they'd been a couple for years now, and this was just another routine wakening.

Just 5 more minutes, she convinced herself. She should just be with him for 5 more minutes. Then this charade is over.

Her hands gripped the blanket covering Justin and her and Ariana tried to think everything through. What just happened and what will she do?

Ariana laid her head in the crook of Justin's neck and thought, trying to savor the moment of togetherness with Justin because she knew whatever was happening or going to happen, this moment, right here, is one she better enjoy before every complication starts running in.

So, Ariana knew for sure she just lost her virginity to Justin Bieber. She knew that he was drunk when they made love. She knew that he might not even remember what happened.

He was snoring slightly and he turned to face her, instead of up at the ceiling, where he was formerly turned toward, and Ariana froze. Justin threw his arm over her and continued his deep breathing.

She sighed. Thank God. But now, how would she get out?

Ariana looked at his features, a tiny nose, long eyelashes, and... oh those lips. She just couldn't help it. She leaned in and kissed. Her hands went on his neck and she gave him a long kiss, 5 seconds of just pressing onto each other. 

When she came back up to breath again, he smiled. Just a tiny upturn of his mouth, but a smile all the same, one that was geninuely enjoyed by Ariana.

She suddenly recognized, actually acknowledged her nakedness. Her breasts were pressed against the side of his shoulder, her legs were on his, and... well his manhood was hard and she could... feel it on her thigh. 

Ariana sat up immediately, it was 5:05. 

She stumbled out of bed, away from Justin's warmth and began the search for her lost clothing. 

The rap music from downstairs seemed to have died down. 

She looked around, naked. Ariana knew Justin was asleep, but she felt so self-conscious. And the fact that they had intercourse didn't help, even though it seemed that it should have. She felt just every bit as shy as she'd ever been.

Ariana found her tossed bra and panties, top and skirt.

She threw them on and checked herself out in front of his mirror.

Her face look the same, her body was the same. But she felt different. She felt like property now. Like Justin owned her. And maybe she liked it.

She moved her head to the side, and at an angle she could see Justin's face, so sweet and sleepy.

She ripped a sheet of toliet paper from the bathroom and got a pen.

She wrote: Hey Justin, sorry I didn't stay for clean up. Had to leave early- Ariana

Ariana placed it on his dresser and gave him a kiss on his forehead.

"Bye, Justin," she whispered.

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A sweet angel was making love to him. 

She looked so beautiful, bright red lips.

"Ariana?" Justin frowned, it looked so much like his friend.

"Sh..." the angel whispered and kissed right on his...

"Ngh," Justin woke up, from his dream, a hang over pounding. That was one of that best sex dreams he's ever had. Justin wasn't really surprised at all it was Ariana. They were supposedly just buddies, but he'd always had this attraction. His head suddenly felt like it was being yanked. He was usually pretty good with hang overs- but this one? He must've drank something really strong. He looked to the right at his clock, 9:00.

Justin laid his neck back down. What happened last night? Well... there was a party. 

 He groaned. It hurt too much to try to remember. He tried to think about right now.

Well, he was naked. He usually slept with boxers... but not tonight huh? The door was closed. Music was calm. There was... an undeniable smell of sex. It was a sweet one though... Who was it he slept with? 

Justin frowned, "Fuck." Now he'd really need to remember. 

He grabbed a pair of boxers, pants, and a random shirt on the dresser. A piece of toliet paper fell down. Justin picked it up and read it... Ariana? Oh yea! Ariana was in his room? 

Oh Fuck! What if he brought a random dooze upstairs and she cried and left or...?

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The 2nd floor was a wreck. Glitter, ketchup, and barf of course.

"Twist-" Justin groaned when he saw his unmistakably high or drunk or both "buddy" lying on the couch, "What the fuck happened?"

His friend laughed, "Oh damn man! Props to you! You finally fucked that girl- I was going to because I thought you were pussing out but- DAMN! Some people said they heard some real loud shit coming from up there.

"What?" Justin frowned, "Who?"

"Ariana Grande- that 'lil chick. She went home a long time ago- but we talked first."

"What the hell did you tell her?"

"To enjoy the after-party. 'Cause it's going to be a fucking mess."

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Picture is Sleeping Bieber (Sleeping Beauty- get it? :p)