=Smut=
If you feel uncomfortable, feel free to skip the chapter xo
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You hear you doorbell ring as you place your second earring in. You run downstairs and open the door to see Ian standing there.
"Are you ready? I don't mind waiting if not. It doesn't start till 8 and it is only 7:30. I just wanted to make sure we were there on time." He smiles, leaning against your door frame.
"I'll be done soon. There's a small glass of wine that I don't think I'll finish off if you want it?" You say, letting him in. He walks past you, not breaking eye contact. He licks his bottom lip which then follows by his teeth gripping it. He walks to the kitchen and takes the glass, walking back over to you.
You feel yourself slightly weak in the knees. You clear your throat, snapping yourself out of your thoughts.
He places his keys on the desk beside the front door, gulping the remaining wine. He closes his eyes for a couple seconds for them to be opened and staring at you.
You feel yourself freeze. You can't help but start to feel uncomfortable as his stare still lingers. You pulls your dress down quickly and start to turn away and walk back upstairs.
You quickly feel a hand grasp yours and turn you around to face them.
"I-I'm sorry for staring. It's just that you look so damn stunning. I genuinely can't take my eyes off you." He apologizes, moving his hand to your cheek. You stay a step above him flickering your eyes to his lips and back to his eyes.
"Don't hesitate, Y/N. I want this as much as you do." He whispers, edging his face closer towards yours.
"We- we need to leave in a minute Ian." You whisper back, running yours fingers down his chest.
"If this proceeds, I don't think I'll be going on this 'night out'. I'd much rather have a night in with you." His face touches yours but not enough to kiss.
You feel this sudden urge to make a move.
Nothings holding you back.
You wrap your arms around his neck as your lips connect with his. Softly.
Your lips mold perfectly. Your hands run to the back of his head and you tug gently at his hair, making him part his lips more.
"I'm sure they won't mind if we are a couple minutes late." He says, picking you up as you wrap your legs around his waist. Pressing you against the wall, he kisses from your lips, to your jaw, to your neck and lower as a little moan escapes your lips.
"Ian- we need to hurry." You manage to say as he reconnects your lips.
"Not a problem Y/N. It's better faster." You hear him growl as you both begin to undress each other, Ian still using the wall to hold you to.
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