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Closet romantic

That night went passed in a blur. After getting the door slammed in his face, Renton stood there for a moment, shocked on what just happened, but soon found himself slugged back to the club and on arrival had his mates ignored him and didn't bother asking on where the hell he had been. He was torn between calling them all over and telling them everything that he had just happened or pretend like nothing happened and if anyone asked lie to them to protect sick boys reputation and secret. He also didn't want anyone of his friends to find out about Charlotte, as he didn't want her falling into the wrong crowd; he knew her for a while and didn't want the innocent girl to go off the rails. She wasn't exactly as innocent as he thought though.

'Just had to take sick boy and some girl home, he was gonna drive himself but couldn't even see straight.' Renton explained to Tommy who had came up to him, asking after Sickboy. It wasn't a lie exactly, he just wasn't telling them the whole truth; more of a shorter version of the truth. kind of. Surprisingly enough though, Tommy seemed to take it; He shrugged his shoulders backed off towards his girlfriend knowing enough to feed his curiosity. He made his way outside to the smoking area and was starring into space for a good couple of minutes; Renton was still confused with what the hell happened back at charlottes flat, left only to his imagination to guess what was up. He didn't seem to see what was going on around him, so when a girl came up to him to nick a fag off of him, he didn't register what she had said till the third time of repeating herself. He had to shake himself back to reality and as he started walking back in, he decided to give up thinking about the two of them and what they were doing and just enjoy his night.

Back at the flat however, well the usual routine was going on. After sick boy slammed the door, after a couple words were exchanged, they soon got into a heated kiss, which soon lead on to more. The dog was kicked out of the bedroom and left in the living room as the two of them were getting it on behind closed doors.

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Sick boy was lost in her. He moved his arm to tilt her neck back, so he could get a full view of her sweet spot and moved from her lips, to underneath her ear. He started with light peaks that turned into full blown drunk kisses. No doubt he would leave hickeys there for all to see. As one hand brought her closer to him, his other hand began wondering down her body closing in on her thighs. With one swift movement sick boy had slammed charlie into the back of the door, throwing his whole weight onto her and her body. Dragging his hands along her body, he picked up her wrists and lifted them so they were above her head. She was helplessly pinned to the back of the door and she was complaining. Sick boy slowly grinned himself into her, knowing fully that she would be able to feel the tight bulge in his pants. He was leaving little to the imagination as his attacked her lips making sure she could feel all of him even with there clothes on. Unknowingly to charlie, she grinned against his lips and let out a involuntary soft moan. This was all that he needed to give him the get go to start kissing her sweet spot again. He left gentle kisses all the way done her neck, leaving more light hickeys that would no doubt turn into larger, darker ones in the morning. With her hands still stuck above her head, she was helpless as to what was going on, and when he starting kissing closer and closer to her boobs, she let out a involuntary whimper,  causing sick boys eye to shoot up to her face, and give her that all to familiar smirk she found to be a massive turn on.

'sound like somebodies already ready for the bed' he cockily stated, knowing full well from the looks on her face that she was all rowed up for the bed. She went to go move her hands for the position they were stuck in, but he slapped them back into position.

'Ah no you don't, I'm in charge tonight.' And with that he took off his belt with one hand and tied it around her wrist, restraining them in a matter of moments. Charlie had never seen sick boy like this, but honestly it turned her on massively. She slightly rubbed her legs together in the hopes that the friction would keep her going till they got to the bed.