The Brightside ~ A Lil Peep Fan Fiction

~ten~

~a/n: 200+ reads! thanks everyone, it means so much to me even though it's nothing, much love! have some smut as a reward ;)~

"Oh god, I've forgotten how to be a girl." I stood there and face palmed, as I spoke aloud to myself, it really didn't help that I had no one to turn to either, most women had female friends, I didn't have that luxury. "C'mon Venus, you managed to go shopping you can put together a semblance of femininity from everything you have here." I didn't really know why, but talking aloud to myself had become quite a habit over the years, mostly because for a long time it was my only option.
I dropped onto my knees and began rummaging though several plastic carrier bags I had an idea of what I was going to wear I just didn't know what it would look cute with, I didn't really roll with conventional fashion, I had no interest in looking like a clone, but that didn't make it any easier for me to put something together and it was even harder considering Gus had bought me pretty much everything I'd so much as touched. "Found you!" I pulled out a dusty pink slip style dress from one of the bags with a smile.

"Found who?" Gus chuckled from behind me, I swear these guys were looking to kill me from the amount they made me jump.

"This." I held out the dress in my hands to him and he grinned, at which point I noticed his top teeth sparkling in a similar pink hue.

"Is that a grill?" I questioned him, I didn't realise those were really a thing, actually, when I rolled my eyes over his body I noticed he seemed to be suddenly dripping in diamonds.

"Damn right." He crouched beside me and started rummaging through the bags himself, handing me back the cool silky fabric of the dress and I watched him fascinated.

"What are you doing?" I chuckled at the concentrated look on his face.

"Dressing your fine ass, that's what." He pulled out a pair of fishnet tights, a fluffy pink cropped jacket, a spiked collar and some chunky black boots, after a couple of minutes searching. "Wear that for me baby." He insisted, laying it all out on the bed next to us, and he was going to get up and leave when I grabbed his hand, my actions painting confusion across his face.

"Then undress me first." I whispered seductively in his ear, and he looked at me with a hunger in his eyes that I couldn't explain.

"For real?" He seemed hesitant at my request if not slightly excited by the offer.

"Mmhm" I nodded slowly at bit my lip to play with him, just because I could. Maybe we haven't completely forgotten how to be a girl then? The voice in my head sassed me as I watched him stand up and go to lock the door, before turning his eyes burning with the darkness of desire.

"Stand up baby girl." His demeanour shifted from goofy and playful to strong and commanding, in-fact it was almost intimidating but it pulled a heat straight into my lower abdomen as I responded to his voice without question and got straight to my feet. "Lift your arms up." I followed his instruction and as I did he walked around me slowly, looking me up and down as he circled me like a lion might it's prey.

"G-gus..." I stuttered out, nervous, as I watched him watch me.

"Shh baby." He stopped before me bringing his thumb to my mouth and this time I opened it immediately, and sucked on it lightly. "Good girl." He smiled admiration filling his voice, before removing his thumb from where I held it between my lips and running his down my body slowly until they reached the lower hem of my t-shirt lifting it up ever so slightly and brushing his fingers across my exposed skin, igniting goosebumps all over my body, he was being deliberately, painstakingly slow with his movements, and I dropped my arms down to hold his face in my hands as he continued to admire my body.
My movement brought his concentration back to me, his head which had be bowed the second before now lifted up and before I could even think of anything else to do, his lips found mine, rough and needy, and his hands ripped my t-shirt swiftly off.
His body forced mine backwards until the back of my legs hit the bed and we fell in a heated mess, him on top of me, tongues searching once another's mouths frantically as though if they didn't something would rip us apart.