Witchy Ways (Antisepticeye x reader)

Heating Up

I walked into the living room, candles lit everywhere. The only light to see by was candle light. Anti was standing there, waiting for me. He was shirtless, I looked at him for a few moments, studying his chest. Then his eyes. Anti was full of lust.

I walked up to him and touched his neck, I pulled him down to me and our lips crashed together with such passion. Instantly it was like we were inseperable. The feelings of lust in the room were overwhelming.

He grabbed me and layed me down in my bed, the scene around us changed in an instant to my room. I tugged at the hem of his pants, then undid his belt. He ripped off my shirt and pants, removing his in the process. We were only in our underwear.

Anti started kissing my neck, and sucking on it, leaving hickies. He took off my bra, and left a trail of kisses to my breasts.

"Anti~" I moaned as he began playing with them.

He wrapped his lips around one of my nipples and took the other one between his thumb and forefinger. I was a moaning mess. He trailed his hands down my sides, finding my panties at my hips which he proceeded to take off. Anti basically tore off his own boxers and jumped back on top of me.

I turned, and opened my eyes. It was sunny out, the light coming through the window. Anti still had his arm around me. I looked up at him, to my surprise, he was awake.

"It sounds like you were having a wonderful dream." He smirked then blushed.

We both looked into each other's eyes for a moment, tension between us.

Lust, a static feeling.

He looked down at my lips and I at his.

In this moment I'm not sure if I should kiss him or not, I'm positive he feels the same.

I feel him tense, and ever so slightly tighten his fist on my back, tightening my shirt slightly with it. As if asking me permission, or asking if I'll do it. If I'll kiss him. Trying to get some reaction from me as an ok.

I reached my hand up and cupped the side of his face. There was a split second of unknowing from Anti, he wasn't sure what to do.

But that split second of unknowing was soon turned into reassurance when I kissed him. Our lips met lustfully and passionately.