The Brightside ~ A Lil Peep Fan Fiction

~eight~

~a/n: just so we're clear incase it loses me readers, i don't hate layla (too poor) i actually adore her, but every story needs an antagonist and she was the easiest option for me right now y'know? just wanted to put that out there!~

Gus' hands traced over Vee's body and she trembled in anticipation, each light touch of his fingers feeling more seductive than the last as she squirmed beneath it.

"Tell me what you want baby girl?" He whispered sensually in her ear, a small moan erupting from her lips before she spoke, he was teasing her and she loved it.

"Mmmph, I want you, please." She groaned as his fingers dipped slowly beneath the upper hem of her black lace panties and began to tease the soft, hot, mound of skin beneath them, at that point she bit her lip in pleasure.

"Call me daddy." He commanded as he moved from where he'd been laying beside her on the bed and ducked his head under the covers, his fingers still working their magic all the while as his teeth found her nipple and bit it with unexpectedly sharp force, and this time her moan couldn't even be controlled...

"D-daddy." I woke myself up, and covered my mouth in shock at the sound of the word tumbling from my lips in such a needy tone, I looked beside me, and thankfully though slightly disappointingly I was alone, I then looked down at myself and realised, much like my dream moments earlier I was naked aside from my underwear. "Fuck!" I gritted my teeth, if Gus and I had done anything more than kiss last night, I sure as hell couldn't remember it.

"Morning gorgeous." I looked up to see him stood there, shirtless, hair messed up and a pair of baby pink sweats hanging dangerously low on his thighs.

"Morning, uh, what happened last night?" I asked, trying with everything in me not to let on how attractive I found him it that moment as he proceeded to lean against the door frame admiring my half naked form for a second.

"Well, what do you remember?" He said as he pushed himself off it at made his way towards me, 'causing me to subconsciously squeeze my thighs together as he did.

"Everything, up until we did the lines.. oh, oh fuck oh my god, you didn't did you?!" I exclaimed at the sudden vivid memory, looking for any trace of powder left on my breasts.

"Nah, you made me delete the video before I could hit her with it, we did make out though, a lot, I think the risk of it turned you on." He grinned cheekily as he dropped down beside me on top of the covers.

"I can't believe I let you do that." I groaned, hiding my face in my hands as I did.

"What, make out with you? Or snort coke of you? Or both?" He wondered this time sounding a little less proud of his antics of the the night before and a little more concerned that I might be upset.

"Film me!" I explained, lifting my head up to see he was smiling again.

"You suggested it, you were all for me getting my revenge on Layla, I didn't even press it, you just took your top off and demanded it of me, it was cute honestly." He chuckled, I didn't have a clue how he could remember all this if I didn't, but I'm thankful he was able to fill in the blanks, it had been a long time since I'd gotten completely black out fucked up, usually my memories post substance were just a little broken up, but then I hadn't experienced a never ending supply of narcotics until now.

"Oh yeah sure, of course you found if cute." I shoved him, though a little harder than I'd planned and he tumbled sideways off the bed, and let out a groan when he hit the hard wood floor with a resounding crash.

"Oh so you want to play rough?" He threatened playfully, as his face appeared beside me over the edge of the bed, before jumping onto me and straddling me in one swift movement and grabbing my wrists.