It was the day after, and you still couldn't get rid of the hickeys on your neck. You obviously didn't want (f/n) to find out what happened with you and Ethan last night; it all happened to quickly for you. Although you did enjoy every second of it, you never thought that it would happen to you.
Today was a hard day at the university; tons upon tons of homework piled up in your backpack. "Instead of doing all that homework all alone, you should work with me," (f/n) said, also relating to your homework load.
You slumped a bit at the remark; you were hoping to have a study date with Ethan tonight. Is it worth it to reject (f/n)?
"Uh. Yeah, about that. I'm... I'm a bit busy tonight. Besides all the homework, I have to go to my job," you lied.
"Since when did someone as lazy as you get a job? Come on!" whined (f/n), they're eyes turning into puppy eyes.
"I-I'm really sorry, (f/n).... Maybe tomorrow?" you requested. Yeah right, you hissed to yourself, I'm probably going to be spending the next few weeks with Ethan anyway.
"Fine. But it better be tomorrow!" (f/n) shouted behind her back as they ran off to their next class.
// time skip to the afternoon //
You were at Ethan's house, and your study date turned into another make-out session. Was it going to be like this every time we meet? you asked yourself, but brushed it aside. Ethan was one hell of a good kisser, and you enjoyed every single kiss.
Moments later, Ethan picked you up and took you to his room. You've never seen it before, and it was usually clean. But what surprised you even more was when Ethan started pulling off his shirt.
"Oh," you said quietly, to shocked at the action of it all. Is this what he wanted to try...? Ethan started walking to his bedside drawer, opening up the cabinet. Oh my God, is he going to pull out what I think it is? you panicked.
But no, instead of pulling out what your wildest dreams thought it would be, Ethan pulled out a bar of chocolate. "I hope you don't mind what I'm about to do," he said quietly, and unwrapped the chocolate bar, placed it in his mouth, and hovered above you on the bed. "Grab the other half of the bar," he said, voice muffled by the chocolate in his mouth.
You blushed deeply, and reluctantly took the other half. "Now, eat." Ethan's voice was barely audible over the chocolate he was chewing.
Oh! I get it now. We're supposed to eat until our mouths meet. Like that Pocky game. you thought to yourself, and started eating the chocolate slowly. As you were getting close to the center, mouths about to meet, both of you locked eyes for a moment, and giggled nervously. "I know this is weird, but I just wanted to try something romantic, thanks to the internet," his muffled voice said.
You finally reached the center, and so has Ethan. You two pecked ever so softly, then started kissing roughly. Every few times between kisses, you moaned softly, and Ethan responded with harder, rougher kisses. He broke apart a few seconds later to close his bedroom door and lock it. When he got back to the bed, he took of your shirt slowly and carefully. You were ecstatic; every second you wanted more of Ethan. Lust filled Ethan's eyes. He went around and kissed every part of your top body; your neck, your breasts, your stomach. Until he reached your leggings. "Can I...?" he asked quietly. Blushing, you nodded slowly.
Ethan pulled off your leggings quickly, revealing your underwear, a bit wet. "Oh..! Uh.." you stammered, trying to look for an explanation. He laughed and continued to kiss your legs and thighs. In response, you moaned at how good it felt. You wanted more.
Out of the blue, someone knocked on the living room door. Both of you gasped in unison, quickly trying to get dressed. Ethan was the first to rush to the door; you decided to stay in his room. You recapped everything that happened. It all felt so wonderful. You wanted everything to happen again.
"It was just Tyler, coming to pick up something he left here from the day before," Ethan huffed. "Oh. I, uh, I should probably be on my way. Tonight was nice," you said quickly, blushing at the thought.
"Yeah. It was," Ethan chuckled. "Tomorrow?" he asked.
"Yes," was all you could respond with, too excited with the thought of more seductive moves Ethan probably had in store.
You gave him a quick hug and rushed out of the door, careful and watching out if Tyler was anywhere in sight of what happened today.
// end of chapter four //
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Too Cute Together ❤ (CrankGamePlays x Reader)
FanfictionJust a little fanfiction for my favorite blue boy Ethan! Nothing special, really. I just want those views and likes, my child. - w - code: (y/n) = your name (h/c) = hair color (f/n) = friend's name (e/c) = eye color