~ You pulled out a pen ~
- "huh?" You muttered out.
- "that w-would be m-mine." Bill said as he snatched it from your hands.
- Richie shoves you both towards the closet. "7 minutes you dorks!" He says as he slams the door.
- You and Bill sit in the dark awkwardly. He reaches his hand over to yours and locks your fingers together.
-you smiled like an idiot as he held your hand.
-"T-This is n-nice isn't it, y/n?"
-you could tell he was smiling by the tone of his voice. This only made your smile bigger.
-you manage to place your other hand on his cheek, and leaned in. You kissed him, softly.
-this started a make out session. In the middle of it, Bill pushes you against the wall.
-it was getting heated, as Bill placed his hand on your thigh. He slowly rubbed it up and down.
-you unlocked fingers to tug at his shirt. He got the hint and took it off right then.
-he kissed down your cheek and onto your neck. Dangerously close to your breasts, he sucked a spot of skin leaving a hickey.
-You were both gasping for air by the time the door flung open, spreading You two apart. (Not before Richie snapped a photo on his Polaroid of course)
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FanfictionPreferences may be short or long. I'll take requests but not personalized, I'll keep the reader under (y/n) All sexual/smutty preferences WILL be aged up 🚫 CHARACTERS ONLY, NOT THE ACTORS🚫 I hope you enjoy 🎈