¡Amor!

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You left Ryan to his own devices in the downstairs of your apartment, you grabbed a black lace cocktail dress from your wardrobe and you decided to throw on that choker that Ryan had bought you. You curled your hair and made it full of volume. You were about to do your eye makeup but then you had an idea.
"Ry!! Come here please!" You called out to him. You heard the tapping noise of his feet on the stairs. Ryan opened your bedroom door and walked in, he smiled.
"What's up?" He enquired, his voice full of concern. He moved your make up bag to the side and sat next to you on your bed, due to his weight the mattress sunk down a little.
"Could you do my eye make up? Because you do yours really well" your teeth showed as you grinned at him. One of your hidden talents had always been manipulation but you swore that you'd never use it on Ryan, you may of used it a little there but why wouldn't you? Ryan raised an eyebrow and chuckled,"Sure why not?" He grabbed the make up bag and accidentally spilt the contents, he had a goofy looking expression. The eye shadow pallet was next to him and so was the eyeliner or shall I say Ryliner...that was a bad joke I'm sorry! 😂 the make up brush, however was by your leg. He reached over to nab it but his arms were too short so he decided to lean over you slightly. Whilst he was trying to reach the brush you looked down at him, thinking about the irony of the position you two were in. 😏 Ryan's body hovered over you he held himself up firmly although he unfortunately lost his balance he started to totter, you grabbed hold of his torso and tried to steady him but he clumsily fell on top of you. Severe pain tore through your body, you breathed heavily and moaned softly. When you looked up you realised that he had his hand held firmly on your breast and his other was on your arm. Ryan was shocked when he realised what he was clutching and decreased the amount of pressure he was putting on you. Your heart was beating rapidly. Your cheeks flushed. He leant down lower and slowly kissed you. His lips were smooth and warm and you kissed him back. Your tongues intruded and prodded each others mouths curiously. You pulled at his shirt and ripped it off him. His stomach was toned and his arms were extremely muscular, your hands traveled up and down his back. His skin was warm and soft. You could make out the shape of his abs, since they were almost rock hard and you could feel them on your stomach. He pulled away giving you a chance to gasp for air, you could feel his lips linger and travel up your neck. You could sense his breath  on your shoulders, you wanted Ryan, you wanted him so bad. However, before you latched back onto him, he rolled over and grabbed the brush, your heart ached you really needed him to do nasty things to you, you needed him to scream your name, you needed his fingertips to trace along your body. He pulled you up and you sat next to eachother now you had a good 'view' of his 6 pack, he had the build of an athlete well that was kind of expected since guitars are quite heavy and him having to hold and play one for hours would be very tiring. His hair was extremely un neat which made him look sweet and innocent, well he wasn't so innocent any more...