Oh lordt it's been a while
"Hey dude, do you mind if I get could, um, get on your shoulders?" you shout. At first he doesn't hear you, so you say it again, and a smile crosses his lips.
"Sure, yeah, why not?" He shouts back, crouching down. You climb on top of his shoulders, shouting during the process.
"Sorry if I'm like, fucking fat."
Don't worry about it, you're fine!" he shouts, smiling up at you. You sit on top of this random mans shoulders, steadying yourself. You see the blonde girl a few feet away from you look at the man holding you up, giving him a smile while the brunette flashes him a thumb up. You don't pay attention to it, and continue to enjoy the music. You lean down to his eye level and shout, "What's your name?"
"I'm Josh," he shouts.
"Cool, I'm Y/N," you respond, sitting back up.
You dance to the music, enjoying the amazing view you had of the artists.
When the set ends, you hop off Josh's shoulders.
"Do you want me to buy you a drink?" he asks, walking towards the bar with you in tow.
"Sure," you shrug. Josh hands you your beer, holding his own in his other hand. You clink the two beverages together before you each take a swig. The blonde girl approaches you two, holding the brunettes hand.
"Josh, how sick was that show!" the brown-haired boy exclaims. The blonde girl smiles at you before looking at Josh.
"Who's this?" she asks, smirking at you.
"This is Y/N, she needed help seeing during the show so I helped her out."
"Well, bring her with you because we're finishing the night out with Beyonce," the girl excitedly comments. "Oh, by the way, I'm Jenna, and this is Tyler."
You smile at them and Josh slips his hand into yours. You blush and Josh awkwardly comments, "So we don't loose each other y- y'know?"
You giggle and nod as he leads you through the crowd of people towards the next venue. You are a few feet away from the barricade, so you don't have to sit on Josh's shoulders this time. As soon as the show starts and Beyonce walks out, you loose Tyler and Jenna due to the crazy crowd, but you shrug it off, still holding Josh's hand.
You sway your body to the music and maybe the alcohol finally sets into both you and Josh's brains, because before you know it, your hips move to the beat of Drunk in Love and Josh's hands rest on your hips. You scoot back to press your backside against his front.
Then XO starts to blare from the sound system and the heavy smell of weed and alcohol and various other drugs hang in the air around you and Josh, but it only intensifies the ambience. You don't really know what you're doing and neither does Josh, but the next thing you know Josh lips are sloppily working themselves on your neck and you breathe heavily, the alcohol in your system flowing in your veins like your blood. You run your hands up Josh's back, and you don't care people are near, you run your hands up and down his tattooed arms.
Josh's arms come up to palm your breasts and you let out a slight moan. His hands travel up, cupping your face while his lips connect to yours finally, with Beyonce's heavenly voice repeating the words, "You love me like XO."
When the song ends, Josh's half-lidded eyes gaze into your bloodshot ones and give you a sloppy, goofy smile with his swollen lips. You give the same giddy smile, laughter bubbling from your throat.
When the set finally ends, you and Josh stagger from the stage. You clutch onto his arm and smile up at him in the night air.
A large light reflects on his face while his eyes transfix on the big lit up ferris-wheel. Barely anyone is on it because most of the people are making their way out for the day. You and Josh run (the best you can) towards the big circle, clambering into one of the carts. The alcohol, still present but slowly fading, acts up again as the cart goes up slowly. You grab Josh's face, kissing his lips again.
His hands travel your body again, exploring the nooks and crannies like it was his job. You detach his lips from yours and move your hands to the obvious bulge in his pants. You palm him, and his mouth opens, spilling the most beautiful moan you have ever heard in your entire life.
You quickly undo his pants as the cart comes to a halt at the very top. You pull out Josh's erection and waste no time putting your lips to the tip, swirling your tongue around the head, tasting him. He moans again, running his hands through your hair, slightly pulling it, making you moan this time. You take him deeper, working your hand where your mouth couldn't reach around his considerable length. You hollowed your cheeks, taking him deeper until he hit the back of your throat. You gagged around his length, making him moan out again.
"I'm almost there," he threw his head back, moaning deeply.
You work your mouth around him faster, bobbing up and down until you felt him twitch. The cart started moving downwards and you run your tongue up his shaft. You take him completely in your mouth again, letting your teeth graze lightly on him. That's all he needs to clench onto your hair, his length spurting and exploding warm liquids into the back of your throat.
You sit up as he quickly shoves himself back into his pants, buttoning and zipping them as you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. You sloppily climb out of the cart when the cart reaches the end and Josh gives you a peck on the cheek, now mostly sober enough to drive. Slipping his hand in yours again, he leads you to the parking lot. Josh offers to give you a ride to your place, which you gracefully accept, and you climb into his car.
You would've tried to get him to take you to his place to finish off, but you were feeling tired so you insisted he drop you off at your apartment.
When he pulls up at your apartment, you lean over and kiss him on the lips, running your hand against his stubbled cheek.
"Thanks for today," you smile.
"This better not be the last time I see you," he gazes into your eyes.
"Give me your phone then, if you want to get a part two to tonight that is," you wink. He hands you his phone and you type your number into his contacts, saving it under your name. You kiss him goodbye again as you get out of the car.
When you reach your apartment, you immediately head to the shower, washing your body from the sweat and grime you collected throughout the day. When you got dressed in pajamas and laid down to get some rest, you received a text from Josh. You smiled as you read it.
