Love Is Like A Videogame (A SSOHPKC fanfic)

Chapter 7

After spending the rest of my afternoon with James, and unfortunately Seamus, we went back to my apartment in the evening to get some take away. I didn't want to invite Seamus but James suggested it I just wanted to spend time with James alone but that seemed to be very hard with Seamus in the picture. Of course we stopped off at the store to get some alcohol. I told James he could stay over but him being such a hard worker he told me he had to record.

"I'll call you tomorrow, I promise!" He laughed, me throwing my self at him not wanting him to go. Alcohol always had that effect on me, I forget the situation I'm in so when I straddled James in an attempt to make him say he got all flustered.

"But we can play our own games here..." I whispered to him, causing his eyes to widen. I wasn't thinking about what I was saying, I was drunk. I wouldn't usually talk that way to a guy I'd been with for a day. I wasn't a slut, well not when sober. He managed to lift me off his lap and set me down on the sofa.

"Sorry babe," He planted a kiss on my lips, which I instantly deepened but he pulled away quickly looked to the other side of the room, "Seamus, look after my girl!" I had been so obsessed with James that I'd forgotten about Seamus.

"Whatever man. Have fun recording." He didn't even look up from the game he was playing, only offering a sarcastic comment. James waved goodbye to a drunk and pouting me, before leaving. After watching Seamus intensely for a while, admiring his golden curls and intent facial expression, he noticed and paused the game.

"What?" He questioned. I shrugged. For some reason I didn't feel angry any more, I know I should of but all the drinking made me forget the reasoning for it.

"Noooooothing! I just like watching you." A smirk appeared on his face. Oh no.

"Is that so?" He placed the xbox controller on the ground and began to get closer to me, "And why's that?" My face was getting hotter and hotter as he walked closer. Soon he was stood less than half a metre in front of me, my head in line with his hips and his...uh...crotch. I felt my eyes stare a little to long at what was in front of me and it was only when he lifted my chin up that I actually looked at his face. His perfect face.

"Per...perfect." I let it slip. He had my heart racing, mostly because I was drunk and couldn't control my actions and emotions. I think the fact that James left me feeling rejected led me to my next move. I stood up so that we were almost face to face, me being a few inches smaller.

"You're so fucking perfect Sea." Next thing I was pressing my lips against his, the taste of the cocktail of alcohols we'd both been drinking infusing on our lips. He wasted no time in lifting me up, his hands firming squeezing my ass, as my legs wrapped around his torso.

"I want you." He muttered into my lips. I wanted him too, desperately. Our kisses were deep and fierce, his lips giving me ultimate pleasure. He decided that he couldn't wait any longer, not even long enough to get to my bedroom, and I could certainly tell by the tightness of his pants. He laid me back on to the sofa, him body instantly climbing on top of mine. Then his lips collided with my neck to fulfil the feeling I'd been craving for weeks.

"Fuck." I moaned at he sucked more, knowing that he would only make the faded hickies, that he previously gave me, bright and visible again. You can probably tell what ended up happening. We had sex on my sofa...twice.

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Sorry that it's only short, I have revision to be doing, but I thought I'd give you a little bit of action.

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