I walk through the black curtain, squinting slightly because of the red light illuminating the stage. The rest of the room is dark and filled with smoke. I look around and see people watching the performance, not once taking their eyes off of center...
This pic made me horny enough to write a chapter... no you perverts not that horny. Horny to write duhhh
Ariana's POV
Y/N grabs my hand to lead us out of the purple room. "Wait," I say wanting to admire her outfit one more time. I pull her into me whilst hooking my fingers onto her garter clip. I snap them against her skin watching her reaction. She bit her lip turning me on immensely.
"I just wanted to have a look at you." I bring her arm up, still holding her hand, and lightly spin her around. My eyes drift over every curve, every detail, every... tattoo? On her right thigh, there is a beautifully, striking lion. It reminds me of bravery and power. It's a tattoo only someone with confidence can pull off. It's her.
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"Baby! Oh my god this tattoo is..." "Crazy, I know." She giggles as she gazes down at it. Using my finger tip, I lift up her chin so she's looking at me. "Beautiful," I state, finishing my sentence. She blushes at the compliment, whispering a thank you.
When she looks into my eyes it feels like we're trapped inside this bubble. The most perfect bubble that I never want to burst. She's perfect. We're perfect. I want her to be mine.
She smiles, stopping our little moment, "you ready to go?" I nod my head in response. I'm so infatuated with her that I almost forgot why we were leaving.
Her face holds a big goofy grin. She quickly leans down giving me the sweetest peck on my cheek. Y/N leads me back into the dressing rooms to gather her things and her coat. Seeing her in a brighter light really makes me drool.
"Hey, why don't we just go to my place? It's like a five minute walk," I say in somewhat of a needy tone. She smirks at me, flashes of what happened earlier flood my memory. "Okay."
We finally exit the building through the back door. Luckily, there aren't many paparazzi out tonight. I wanted to keep it that way. I can tell it makes Y/N anxious and all I wanna do is protect her.
The walk is silent but I hold her hand the whole way, tightly. I love just being in her presence. We don't need to talk. I know exactly what she's thinking or at least I assume I do. Y/N tends to be very back and forth. I make her nervous and then she makes me nervous. She radiates confidence yet, sometimes it seems like she feels inferior and I want nothing more than for her to be the lion on her thigh around me.
As we reach my building, the doorman begins to open the door but Y/N stops him. She gestures for me to proceed inside. "For you, my love." I don't think I've ever blushed harder. "T-thank you." My mind went back to the time Nicki told me more about Y/N. She was such a mystery to me then. I know it hasn't been long at all but I feel like I know her.
She has another word for people she actually cares about.'' I'm curious to what that word is. "Oh. And what's that?" I ask Nicki. "Love."
My heart is racing for this gorgeous woman before me and we need to get to my apartment ASAP, before I rip off her clothes in the middle of this goddamn building and fuck her against the wall. Sheesh, Ariana... relax.
Y/N and I step into the elevator, our hands no longer together. "Floor?" Y/N's voice deepened. It sounded raspy, almost as if she's frustrated. I smirk knowing exactly why. "Fifteen. The tippy...top...floor." I say seductively, trying to wind her up.
She pushes the button harshly and the doors finally shut. Y/N catches me off guard when she turns her body towards mine pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Her hand wraps around my neck holding me in a choke hold. Her lips find mine hungrily as her other hand scratches roughly up my thigh causing me to groan into her mouth.
My head feels fuzzy from the lack of oxygen but I can't seem to find the will power to pull away. I need her.
The ding of the elevator takes Y/N completely out of the scene, while I'm left there panting, trying my best to not cum on the spot. She composes herself quickly, just as the door opens revealing my penthouse. "Shall we?" She says, my face still flushed.
Y/N reaches for my hand and I gladly take hold. Since I live in the penthouse, there are no other people living here except for... "Myron, hi babyy." I greet my doggy, as does Y/N. God, it melts my heart seeing her play with Myron. She'd be a wonderful mother. I take off my coat throwing it on the chair as Y/N does the same, then head into the kitchen to get a drink.
"So can I get you something? Water... Vodka... Wine?" My voice trails off as I make it to the kitchen. I don't hear a response from Y/N so I assume she doesn't want anything, that is until I turn around to see her right behind me. "AHH! Holy shit!! Baby you almost gave me a fucking heart attack."
She looks at me with apologetic eyes, giggling slightly. "Sorry," she shrugs, not seeming sorry at all. I can't really be mad, I mean her face is just so damn cute. "So you don't want anything?" I repeat chuckling a little. "Oh, I do." She says seductively. I gulp not sure if I should ask what she would like. I think I already know the answer.
Y/N moves closer to me, placing her hand upon my hips. She leans into my ear, biting down softly. "You," she whispers. My breath hitches, when she moves her head down to the crook of my neck. She kisses me gently, so different from what I experienced in the elevator. She begins to incorporate her tongue, sucking lightly on the right side of my neck. My hands wrap around her shoulders.
"Sorry for being rough in the elevator," she says between kisses. She sounds so sincere, so sweet. "I-it's okay l-love. I like it rough," I say out of breath. Instantly, Y/N pulls away. There's a darkness in her lustful eyes, something that I'm not sure I'm ready for. She roughly grabs my wrists pushing me against the kitchen counter so that my back is arched over it. I gasp at the contact made with the cool marble.
Y/N's still in her stripper outfit, which makes me even more wet than I already am. Within seconds, she latches her lips onto mine, lifting me onto the counter, her hands now finding my thighs. She uses her hand to grab my jaw making me open my mouth more. She skillfully uses her tongue, playing with my own, establishing her dominance. I can't help but moan when she pushes her front into mine, the friction causing a cool heat to course through me.
She moves down to my neck again this time heading for the left side, right under my earlobe. "Ohh, f-fuck..." She sucks hard, making sure to leave a hickey. "Y/N... Baby, I-i..." I try to speak but no words seem to come out as she sucked more and more all over my neck. "I-i've never been with a girl." That seems to catch her attention. She regains her balance, staring straight at me. "I-if you wanna stop or if you are uncomfortable, I will stop. I promise. Please tell me, I just wanna make sure you are okay."
I gulp down the intense feelings I have for her. She can't be real. She gazes at me, so lovingly. I've grown to care so much about her in such a short amount of time, I just want to experience something magical, something different with her, and only her. I hold her face staring directly at her, "Don't stop."
A/N I cant even apologize honestly it's been like ....... 3 months but hope u enjoyed which you probably didn't cause they didn't fuck LMAOOO that's rlly messed up of me teeheee. okayyy bye.
