I write imagines... It's kinda whatever, you know? Smut, cute, clean, whatever I'm feeling. I'm pretty chill, I like getting credit for what I create. I post on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. I do take requests, though it's not quite popular. Pre...
Ethan and I've been dating for about 3 years now. We've never really 'popped the cherry' if you know what I mean. He was having a party today and, I mean, isn't that the cliche setting where people have sex in movies?
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I dropped my towel, blasting music and turning the shower on. The hot water stung against my skin, but it was satisfying. I scrubbed my body, the harsh rubbing eventually causing me immense pain. I finally got out, going into my bedroom and rubbing myself down with lotion. I slid on a matching set of Victoria's Secret underwear, wine red with black accents, and put my outfit on over it.
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I felt happy with my outfit, for once. I grabbed my phone, keys, shoved them into my bag and left. My mom stopped me,
"Where do you think you're going dressed like that?" She surveyed my outfit. I sighed,
"I'm going to the Ethan's party mom." I smiled and walked out of the house to avoid further protest. My heels clicked against the sidewalk, echoing through the empty night.
~Party (Full Swing) [11 p.m]~
I grabbed a red solo cup, walking over to the punch dispenser. I filled my cup, expecting innocent Hawaiian Punch, but the red liquid reeked of Vodka. I took a sip, the smooth feeling pleasurable as it went down my throat. Two hands gripped my waist from behind,
"What are you doing babygirl?" The gruff voice in my ears aroused me. I bit my lip, turning around slowly. Ethan looked back at me,
"Hey Y/N." He licked his lips, making them glisten. I caught myself staring at them, returning my focus to his eyes. I grinned, the hazel looking darker than usual,
"Hi, um, sick party. Why the alcohol though?" I swirled my cup. He shrugged,
"Sometimes, we all have to get a little loose." He let his eyes flicker to my drink. I rolled my eyes, downing the rest of the drink. The liquid mellowed out, tasting more like fruit punch. I felt dizzy for a split second, colors warping together and the room doing somersaults. I gripped the edge of the marble kitchen counter, straightening myself out before I collapsed. Ethan came into focus, his voice static- like in my head,
"Y/N are you okay?" He grabbed my waist. I covered my face with my hands,
"I-I'm fine. I just... need a second." I put my arms around his neck, hugging against him for a moment. A slower song boomed through the speakers, calming the whole vibe of the party down. Ethan pressed his lips against my shoulder,
"Are you good now?" He tightened his arms around me protectively. I nodded,
"You know, I like this song. Let's go dance." I slurred awkwardly, standing up on my own. Ethan laced our fingers,
