Sweet Naivety

Chapter 28: Buzzed

Chapter 28: Buzzed

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I had grabbed my phone and keys and pulled on the pair of tennis shoes that I kept by the door. And then I crept as quietly as I could back out of my house. I forced myself not to run the distance from my front door to his. I had never been inside of his house before, and it was a severe understatement to say that I was nervous. I stepped onto his porch, glancing around into the night like some kind of paranoid weirdo. Just as I was about to knock on the door, it opened, leaving me with my hand just hanging in midair.

Grimmjow stood there in the doorway, grinning his handsome grin at me. "Hey, babe." He was wearing those black, silk pants and nothing else... as usual... but I had never gotten a view this up close, before.

I slowly pulled my hand back down, trying not to fidget... or blush... or follow my instincts, which were screaming at me to just run away... "Hey."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me inside, shutting the door behind us. "Come on, let's head to bed."

I tried not to drool as he led me through his house. But I couldn't help but stare. Honestly, I didn't even notice what his house looked like, because I was too busy looking at him. Those pants hung so low on his hips... that protrusive "V" clearly led down to something that I had felt through clothes but never seen... his abs were so tight and well packed... his chest was so broad and perfectly sculpted... and his arms were so enticingly muscled... I watched his muscles move in his back as he walked. Why was everything about him so damn appealing?

"Cute PJ's, by the way." He commented, breaking me out of my trance.

I had almost forgotten that I wasn't dressed properly, myself. I glanced down, checking to see what I was wearing... my purple pajama bottoms with the fuzzy bunnies and a matching tank top. I blushed immediately.

He chuckled as he pulled me into a bedroom... his bedroom. It was a little cluttered with various clothes thrown in random places, but for the most part, it was nice. There was a fancy rug... a desk stacked with papers next to an expensive looking laptop... a messy dresser... and other furnishings pertaining to a bedroom. He pulled me over to the bed, which was quite large and did look comfier than the couch.

He stepped over to his nightstand, picking up a bottle of whiskey and taking a swig before holding it out to me. "Want some?"

I wrinkled my nose at the smell. "No, thank you."

He chuckled at my reaction. "Aw, come on, babe... it's not that bad."

I watched the dark, amber colored liquid swirl around in the bottle. "It doesn't smell good."

"Well that shouldn't stop you from trying it." He smirked, coming closer to me again.

My green eyes narrowed skeptically as I tried to keep my focus on his face, rather than his bare, muscular torso. "I don't know..." I had already had quite a few drinks at the bar, and they made me feel all warm and fuzzy... Rangiku had informed me that I was buzzed, but I still wasn't sure.

"Here..." He mumbled, taking another gulp of the whiskey and then leaning in to press his lips to mine.

His hand tangled into my hair to pull me closer and I was overwhelmed by the taste of alcohol on his lips. His other hand came up to press on my jaw, still holding the bottle as his thumb pressed to my skin, and I opened my mouth for him in response. Then the warm liquid poured from his mouth into mine. I should have been expecting it... but I wasn't. And I choked on the damn fire that was now burning its way down my throat. Grimmjow chuckled as he pulled away, rubbing my back to help me swallow the unwelcomed whiskey. I coughed and spluttered, my eyes watering and cheeks blushing with embarrassment. I lifted a hand to wipe the liquid that was dripping from my chin, but Grimmjow caught my fingers in his, stopping me. I looked up into his mesmerizing, blue eyes to see him coming in closer. And then he licked the whiskey all the way from my chin and up to my lips. And I blushed even more heatedly.