Red-eye flights are almost impossible to find these days. Airlines are slowly but surely getting rid of them, mainly because they're not so cost effective anymore. Whenever I fly, I prefer red-eye flights so I can sleep. I was so relieved to find one that left LAX at close to midnight and landed at somewhere around 4am. I never fly alone, I'm afraid to. Why I don't know, but I doubt I'll ever be able to fly alone. I always fly with my best friend, Dark. He's a comfort to me, and he's just strange enough to keep annoying passengers off my back.
There were only about 10 people at the gate. To me, that meant the plane was going to be empty, but people do show up late. Fortunately, no one else showed up. I was glad for that. I immediately took Dark by the hand and dragged him all the way to the back, my favorite place to be. "Why in the back?" he asked. "Because it's fun back here." I said, tossing my bag overhead. "If you say so." he said, slipping in beside me. I looked to the front of the plane. Everyone was sitting up there. "Good." I whispered. I liked being alone. I leaned back as far as I could in my seat and unfolded my blanket. Dark just watched me curiously. "What? It's cold in here." I said. He shrugged, watching me bundle myself in my favorite blanket. "Wanna join?" I asked, offering a portion of my blanket. "Why not?" Dark said, sitting close to me, wrapping himself up too. I felt his cold hand on my thigh. I shivered a bit. "Sorry." he said, moving his hand. "No, don't worry. I like being close to you." He gave me an almost smug look before putting his hand back on my thigh. I shivered again, but felt warm inside. I closed my eyes during takeoff, I always do. Something about taking off makes me uncomfortable. Once we got up high enough, I opened my eyes and realized I had been clawing at Dark's leg. "Are you okay?" I asked, noting the bits of black blood under my fingernails. "Now I am." he said, brushing his leg. I giggled. "Oh you think it's funny now (y/n), but you won't later." I raised my eyebrow at him and he just winked. Uh oh. If Dark winks at you, it means he has something up his sleeve. Something...questionable. He trailed his hand up my thigh delicately. I shivered as a chill went down my spine. He rested his hand over my tightening core and my breath hitched a bit. He looked at me playfully. "I need to renew my membership to the mile high club." he said, softly. I laughed a bit. "I don't even have one." I admitted. "Do you want one?" he asked. I was nervous. I'd never done anything on a plane outside of fly. I blushed deeply and nodded. We maneuvered around the arm rests and checked for flight attendants. Nobody. Dark firmly placed me on his lap, and we both hid under the blankets, most likely making it obvious that something was going on. Not everything is as easy as the movies made it look. I wondered how the millions of mile high club members had gotten away with joining without getting busted as I detangled myself from the blanket. I brought my face close to Dark's, still straddling him. "How did Mark do this again? He said it wasn't obvious that he was doing something?" Dark just chuckled. "I'm not exactly Mark...and I have no idea. Who cares if some flight attendant sees us?" "I don't really want to get arrested." I said, nervously. "You can get arrested for this? Humans are weird...come on, (y/n), make up your mind. I'm getting a bit impatient." he said, giving me a wry grin. I snickered. I really did want to go through with it. I gave Dark the go ahead and he chomped down on my neck. I felt both of his hands under my ass, squeezing me tight. Between breaths, he told me to act fast, trying to console me...he knew I was nervous. I slipped out of my shorts easily and eased myself into his lap. He gave me a smirk. "There ya go." he said, filling me up. I attacked his neck with love bites and he grabbed my hips. "Look at you. You're so bad." he said, winking again. I blushed deeply and looked away. "Don't worry about what's behind you, worry about me and you. I have eyes...I'll watch behind you, you watch behind me. Deal?" That was an offer I couldn't refuse. Dark dragged his nails down my back and I breathed out a little moan. I kept myself bent down a bit to 'hide' from any passengers who might've turned around and looked at their surroundings. I bit the blanket as Dark bit his lip, tossing his head back every no and then, mouthing 'fuck me' as he did.Oh god, he is so hot when he does that. I thought. I could feel Dark reading my mind, through the stifled moaning he shot me a sly look. "You heard that, didn't you?" I asked, breathing heavily. He nodded. "Bastard." I growled. "I love it when you talk dirty to me, (y/n)." he said, thrusting his hips into me. My breath hitched several times in a row. "Fuck." I whispered. "Let me finish you, (y/n)." Dark said, adjusting himself under me. "Grab my shoulders, girl." he said. For some reason, it always turned me on, being ordered around by him. Especially in situations like the one we were in then. He turned me around and forced me into an awkward position before slamming into me. If there was one thing I loved about Dark it was that he could bring on a climax like nobody's business. I gagged myself with the blanket to reduce the noise and hit a white-hot release. Dark gave me a moment to collect myself. "My turn." he said, turning me around and forcing my head into his lap. He wrapped my long (h/c) hair around his fist and held my head in position, forcing himself down my throat. I looked up at him, he looked relaxed and amused. For some reason, that turned me on. He bucked his hips ever so slightly in rhythm with my movements. His breaths hitched and I felt him throb in my mouth before coating my throat in his fluids. I choked a bit before managing to swallow. I weakly climbed back into my seat and fixed the tangled blanket over both of our laps. That's when it occurred to me that I wasn't wearing any pants. "Where are my shorts?" I whispered. Dark picked them up, looked at me, and then tossed them into the row behind us. I punched his shoulder. "You dick." I said. He just laughed. "Have fun." he said, looking behind him. I crossed my legs, blushing and looking around. "The coast is clear." he said, suggestively. I wished he had fully removed his sweatpants so I could toss them behind us. I sighed, wrapping up in the blanket. "You are such an ass." I muttered. I jumped behind us and put my shorts on quickly, returning to my seat unnoticed. Dark put an arm around me and licked my face. I wanted to stay irritated,but who could? I snuggled up to him. "This should prove to be an interesting flight." I said.
