Temptation

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"Does it make sense now?" Andy smiled, and, despite what he was talking about, the sight still set off butterflies in my stomach.

            "Oh, I certainly feel enlightened," I groaned, resting my head in my hands. I'd sort of forgotten about Andy's taunt that we'd need a clean toilet for one of the dares, what with everything that had happened, but now it was all coming back to me. "This is disgusting. You do realize that, like, Brooklyn's butt has been on this, right?"

            "Hey!" Brooklyn piped up from where he and the others were crowded in, front row seats to my suffering. "All of our asses have been on there. Don't be bias against mine."

            "You're not making this any easier," I sulked.

            "I believe in you." Andy grinned, and, fuck it, even though he was the reason that I had to do this in the first place, I would jump inside a burning building for him, so I leaned down and licked the toilet seat with my eyes closed, trying not to think too deeply about it, and finished dare #22 just like that. The bathroom broke out into whoops and hollers while I pawed at my tongue, as if I could wipe off all of the awful stuff that was probably breeding on it.

            "When was the last time we even cleaned that?" I asked, pushing past them to get into the kitchen.

            "I can't remember. Have we ever?" Mikey asked, while Brooklyn was nearly bent in half with laughter.

            "Shut up, or one day I'll trade your glass of water for one from that very toilet," I muttered, leaning into the sink to spray my mouth with clean water.

            "You're cute when you're pissed," Andy cooed, pinching my cheeks.

            "I'd have to say that you're, like, considerably less attractive when you're making fun of me," I lied.

            "What a shame," He pouted. Quickly, I leaned over and kissed him, before whispering "Remember that I just licked a toilet," into his ear.

            "You're disgusting," He laughed, gently pushing me away. In the corner of my eye, I could see Mikey rolling his eyes and leaving the kitchen. I could hear him telling Brook and Jack that it was about time that they left for the gym, leaving me and Andy alone in the flat.

            "See how nice it is now that you're out?" Andy asked. "They leave us alone any time they sense us getting lovey-dovey."

            "Yeah?" I stepped closer to him, suddenly feeling the full pressure of it being just the two of us. The opportunities seemed endless. Instead of answering me, Andy simply leaned over and gave me a real kiss this time. As it grew deeper, his hands traveled over my body, and I shivered at his touch.

            "Is...this okay?" He asked, leaning back just a little bit.

            "Yes," I breathed out, already unable to stand the distance between us. I pulled him back to me, buzzing where our bodies connected. Now that we were here, I couldn't imagine how I'd been able to stay away for so long.

            Now that I was being honest with myself, when we first started the dares wasn't the first time that I'd pictured the two of us together. On the day that we met, when I first moved into the flat, there was just this way that he looked at me that sent goosebumps up and down my spine. We were a bit of a touchy-feely band, and whenever we kisses, despite it just being for fun, I always found myself wishing that it had lasted for just a little bit longer. In fact, Sophie used to joke that Andy and I were the real couple...

            And now, finally, he was here, and he was mine, and there was so much of his body left for me to explore that I got a hard-on just thinking about it. Lightly, I picked him up, never once separating my lips from his, and curve my palms over his ass, setting him down on the kitchen counter. He smiled down at me, running his hands through my hair. My heart clenched up as I saw him there – His breathing uneven, his eyes lit up, his body so, so perfect, shaped just to fit into mine...I leaned my forehead against his, slipping my hands under his shirt and tracing shapes on his back.

            "What? What is it?" He gasped. I titled my head up to his, slowly running my tongue across his lips before pulling back again, but never separating from him entirely.

            "I'm just so happy that you're mine."
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