One-shots

The Bad Fiancé

The Bad Fiancé

There is cheating in this, if you have something against that… Well we all usually have something against it if it happens to us but this is just a fantasy. Also a little girlxgirl in the beginning but not for long.

She smirked at me. She pressed me against the wall of her room and her mouth connected with mine. Her soft lips moved against mine I could taste the cherry from her lip gloss. She hooked her fingers through the loops of my jean short-shorts as I laid my hands on her waist bringing her closer.

She ran her tongue over my bottom lip and I happily let her in.

We heard a deep manly groan from behind us. We slowly stepped apart and turned to see her boyfriend eyeing us. It always amazed me how he never got mad that me and her fool around every once in a while.

“Please keep going” he groaned. She smirked at him and strolled up to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and connected their mouths.

I rolled my eyes and left her room shutting the door. We were best friends with the occasional... sleep over.

I walked down the halls of her white house. Everyone was rushing around getting ready for the wedding in a few hours. Her father’s brother is getting married. I was invited and I will probably go, but I won’t be dressed for it. I was only in jean short-shorts and a large ‘Metallica’ T-shirt. My long wavy brown hair fell to the low of my back and my dark almost black eyes shined my strongest emotion.

I continued walking down the hall as everyone rushed past. I saw tall, dark and handsome out of the corner of my eye and came to a halt.

I looked through the slit of the door to see what I think is the groom because he was trying to tie the tie on his tux. I rolled my eyes and walked in, shutting the door. He turned to face me and raised an eyebrow.

I walked up to him and tied his tie fixing it and making it perfect. He was tall with dark jet black hair. He had full lips and a straight chin. I wanted to run my hands down his covered chest but restrained.

“I could have done that myself” he stated looking down at me. His voice was so deep, it sent a shiver down my spine.

“Yeah, because it looked like you could” I stated laying a hand on my hip.

“And your name is?” he asked.

“Jess, and yours?” I asked.

“Anthony” he stated with a smile “so what’s your relation? Why are you here?” he asked curiously.

“I’m best friends with Missy” I stated.

He nodded “My brother’s daughter, she is nice” he said. That confirmed it, he was the groom.

“Yep” I said popping the ‘p’ and looked around. It looked to be a small bedroom with a big bed but it was pretty messy.

“Excuse the mess” he mumbled as he saw me looking around “wait, you just bargained into my room! What am I apologizing for?” he said as he ran a hand through his hair.

I sighed and walked past him. I pushed myself on top of his dresser and looked at him “you’re nervous aren’t you?” I said with a humorous smile on my deep red lips.

“What gave it away?” he asked nervously chuckling.

“I’m sure grooms are always nervous. Where are the best men?” I asked.

“They’re somewhere. I sent them away because they were only stressing me out more” he stated.

“Really?” I asked amused “do I stress you out?” I asked crossing my legs.