Warning; Smut
(g/n= girlfriend name)=====
He bit my lip seductively,
"You won't be able to walk for the next day." He chuckled darkly and gripped my waist tighter. His hazel eyes darkened to deep brown. I gripped his shoulders, digging my nails deep into his flesh as he pushed into me,
"Ethan! Oh, right there!" I dropped my head into the crook of his neck as he thrusted harder,
"Quiet down baby girl. No one needs to hear what goes on behind closed doors." He pressed my back against the locker room wall, the cold from the tile finding its way through my shirt. I bit his neck and he moaned,
"Keep doing that." He fucked me harder and I clenched around him. He gasped, followed by another moan,
"Fuck, just like that baby girl." He switched his hands' position slightly, now gripping my ass. He squeezed and I moaned loudly,
"Oh yes! E-Ethan, I'm close!" My hips bucked against his, the friction too much for my body. He sped up, pushing me closer to my high,
"ETHAN!" I came all over him. He pulled out, letting my feet drop to the floor before he let go and finished the quick business himself. He wiped his hand with toilet paper, dropping it in the trash can as we found our clothes. I turned to him,
"What if your girlfriend-" He shushed me, kissing my lips quickly,
"She won't. I promise. And if she does, what's she gonna do? Tell your boyfriend?" A smirk was plastered on his face. I hit him lightly,
"Yes, she could do that." I started freaking out,
"I told you this was wrong, I should've never agreed to this and-" He covered my mouth and yanked me backwards. I talked against his hand, my words muffled. He pressed his hand against my mouth a little harder, whispering,
"Someone just walked in." I immediately stopped talking. I heard footsteps and Ethan's girlfriend's voice echoed through the tiled area,
"Ethan?! Ethan, babe? Your coach is looking for you." I heard a groan, followed by the door closing. I bit his hand softly and he let me go,
"You walk out first and tell her I went home." He pushed me lightly and hit my ass. I turned and flashed him an annoyed look. He laughed,
"You know you love me." I flipped him off. When I walked out of the locker room, his girlfriend glanced at me. Her face contorted in disgust, yet she asked me where he was anyway,
"You wouldn't happen to know where Ethan is, do you?" She upped her innocent act and batted her eyelashes. I shook my head,
"He went home." I shrugged and sauntered off.
~Y/N's house~
I collapsed on my bed and checked my messages. I had 3 from Ethan,
E: Where'd u go?
E: Hello?
E: Answer me please
Me: what's up with u? I went home
E: where did g/n go?
Me: idk nor do ic
E: hey
Me: what
E: don't talk like that
Me: like what
E: ur being dismissive again
Me: idc douche
E: when did become a douche
Me: since a while... goodnight
I cut my phone off and got up to answer the incessant knocking on the front door. When I opened it, my boyfriend was standing there. I rolled my eyes,
"Can you go? I just need to be alone right now." I went to close the door, but he blocked it,
"Babe, you tell me everything. What's wrong?" He hugged me. I slid out of his grip,
"There are some things I don't tell you. There are some things that I don't plan on telling you. Please leave so I can think." I pushed him out of the house and slammed the door,
"Fuck."
~Next Day~
I walked to my locker, avoiding all contact with anyone. I grabbed what I needed and raced to class. I was stopped by Ethan. He stared down at me,
"Why are you avoiding everyone?" He crossed his arms. I looked away,
"I can't do it anymore Ethan." I tried to leave again, but he blocked me again,
"Can't do what?" His eyes flared. I clenched my fists,
"This! This. It- It's wrong. We both aren't single and it's not healthy in any type of way to have sex as often as we do." I tried as best I could to keep my voice down. He turned red,
"I know it is, but-" He groaned and rolled his eyes,
"I did it for a reason. I could've asked anyone, but I had my reasons for asking you." He poked my chest gently. I crossed my arms,
"What's that reason then?" I uncrossed them as he reached forward. He grabbed my hand, dragging me into the nearby janitor's closet,
"You just can't take a hint can you? You think I don't know that this is wrong?! I know good and well that it is, but I did anyway because I have no other fucking idea how to even start to say that I like you!" He took a deep exhale and gripped his hair furiously. He turned around and I touched his back lightly. He tensed up. I tickled him slightly and hugged his waist from behind,
"You have a crush." I giggled like a little kid. He turned and faced me,
"Yeah. What are you gonna do about it?" He looked down at me with faux seriousness. I laced our fingers,
"Go out with you if you just ask." I smiled. He blushed profusely and cleared his throat,
"Well, um. Y/N, do you wanna go out with me?" He squeezed my hand slightly. I nodded, faking a look of serious consideration,
"Sure." Realization dawned on me,
"What about-" He stopped me,
"I can break up with G/N. Like that." He snapped his fingers. I rolled my eyes,
"What about my boyfriend?" I went through different potential breakup scenarios. Ethan brought me out of my thoughts,
"You're overthinking it. Get him to break up with you." He smirked evilly. I sighed,
"This feels so wrong. Ethan, I-I don't know." I looked at the ground. His voice cracked,
"N-No. You- I. Please." I looked up at him. His eyes were watering. I shook my head,
"No. Not like that. I'm not breaking up with you. I just feel like there's a better way of approaching this matter." I poked his face playfully. He laughed and slapped my hand away,
"Got any better ideas?" He gave me a look that said 'I know you don't'. I groaned,
"Fine. Is is not weird that this all just happened in a janitor's closet?" I laughed and Ethan shrugged,
"I mean, I don't care. We should go now though."
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i wanna write a second part, but, no me importan. if you guys want a second part, lmk in some way. -KudosDolan
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