This is a request for KimAckermann, hope you like it :)
I sat down on the couch watching everyone do their thing and drinking from my half full bottle of beer, when someone basically fell down on me and sprawled out across the couch.
It didn't take me long to recognise the dumbass.
"Fucking hell Lex, you're heavy as fuck!" I tried to push his legs off of me unsuccessfully.
"You left me there with the Nazi, Y/N! I'm disappointed in you, had more faith in you. But you played me woman, you played me..." He turned around so he was laying with his back on the couch.
"Has anyone ever told you how unbelievably annoying you are before?" I asked him.
"A time or two." He smirked at me.
I only rolled my eyes at his response, knowing damn well that it's near impossible to win an argument against him.Half an hour later and a few beers later I was still sat on the couch with Lex who seemed to be allergic to not talking.
"Nothing about the English language has any sense. Nothing, you got 'womb', 'tomb' and then... 'bomb'." He said while doing weird moments with his hands.
"We should have sex." I said making him stop talking and give me a blank stare.
"If I knew I'd get you horny by talking about English language I would of started with that." He laughed.
"Haha very funny." I replied.
"If we're going to do this we need to set some rules first though." I said.
"Fineeeee, let's make your stupid rules first." He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms across his chest.
"They're not stupid, you're stupid, stupid." I defended the rules.
"Well then you're the one who wants to have sex with stupid, hah!" He laughed.
"You know what, this was a bad idea. Forget I said anything." I took another sip of my beer.
"What? No! You can't just take it back!" He tried to change my mind.
"I just did." I smirked at him.
"No! I'm sorry! Your rules are not stupid, they're great! We obviously need to have boundaries and rules will help with that. Please?" He put his hands in the praying position."Fine. Like I was saying before, we need rules
or else everything will go to shit.
Rule Number 1: This is only a one night stand. Which means that it happens tonight and never again.
Rule Number 2: After tonight neither one of us is allowed to speak or mention anything about it ever again. Like it never happened. Got it?" I said.
"Fine." He shrugged it off.
"Can you repeat what I just said so I know you were actually listening." I asked him.
"You really don't have any faith in me do you Y/N?" He looked offended.
"Not really." I replied.
"I'm offended, just so you know. Rule number 1 was 'It's only a one night stand.'
And rule number 2 was..." He tried to remember.
"After tonight we're not allowed to talk about it?" He asked me confused.
"See, that wasn't so hard was it?" I asked him.
"Oh I can tell you what's hard." He motioned towards his 'friend' down there.
"You're a perv." I told him with an annoyed expression.
"Yeah, no shit. Don't act like you don't like it though." He laughed.
"Whatever, so how do we do this?" I pointed to him and me.
"We go upstairs, get naked and then I put my d-" I slapped him across the head.
"You don't have to explain sex to me, you asshole. I meant us, like without making it awkward, since we're friends." I said."I don't know, it's not like I do this every day. Let's just do it, like we do with others." He replied.
"Right. So we just go upstairs and... Start?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I guess. But we need more alcohol, we're way too sober." He said and walked of to the kitchen.
A couple minutes later he came back with two bottles.
"Shall we?" He smirked at me.
"I guess." I got up from the couch and made my way to the stairs.
"Well don't you sound excited Y/N. Really bruising up my ego." He replied sarcastically."Shut up, Lex." I laughed.
After we finally found an empty room, I locked the door and now we were sat on the bed drinking, not saying anything just sneaking glances at each other.
"Fuck it." I slammed the bottle on the night stand next to the bed making Lex look at me.
I got closer to him and pressed our lips together. He immediately put his hands around my waist and kissed back with the same amount of passion.
He tasted like alcohol and cigarettes, and it made me ache for more.
It was obvious he wasn't making the first move, so I did.
"Take of your shirt." I whispered against his lips.
He looked at me for a second not sure he heard right.
When he figured out I wasn't joking he finally took of his 'Exploited' shirt.
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