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😍🔞Parties | Kevin Keller🔞😍

By: lovingdelusions

Fuck parties. They sucked. It was too hot and too noisy to have an enjoyable evening with a bunch of hormonal teenagers grinding on each other every where. And why was there always that one guy that got dangerously and idiotically drunk and ended up passing out in someone’s car?

“Please,” Kevin begged. He pressed a kiss to your cheek. “Just this one party. It’s Jughead’s birthday.”

“Jughead doesn’t like parties,” you pointed out. Your boyfriend pouted. Your hard exterior broke a little as you gave a tiny smile and gave him a soft kiss.

Kevin pushed himself further into the kiss, holding your face in his hands. You were still leaning back on the counter, arms folded.

“Fine,” you sighed, breaking away from Kevin. “Only for a couple hours. I’ve got studying to do.”

Kevin rolled his eyes but grinned nonetheless. “Promise.” He winked at you. Oh dear God. He was never up to any good when he winked.

You moussed your hair up in the mirror and tapped your foot impatiently. The concept of fashionably late never stuck with you. Your leather jacket tightened around your shoulders while your stretched, rolling your tattooed neck. What could Kevin still possibly be doing?

“Hey, babe,” your love called. Your eyes flicked to the top of the stairs, and your breath was taken away once you saw him.

Kevin was absolutely delicious, no doubt about it. He wore a sweater that cut off mid stomach, a dull, deep yellow with tight black jeans that hugged the curved of his ass so nicely. It was simple, but he took away your breath nonetheless.

“Are you really wearing that?” He asked. It wasn’t that you looked bad (God forbid anybody ever say that to Kevin’s face), it was that you looked too hot.

“What?” you asked innocently. “I thought you had a thing for leather jackets and no shirts.”

You subtly teased him, moving your jacket so it was almost off your shoulders and revealed your best and stomach.

“You’re not going out in that outfit,” Kevin flared up. You raised your eyebrow, challenging him before sighing.

“Fine.” You took the stairs two at a time to put on a shirt that wasn’t really a shirt, more of a netting around your torso.

“That’s not funny.” You arrived downstairs with your nipples hard and your hair slightly tousled.

“I never said it was. We have a party to attend.” You took Kevin’s hand and raced to the car. Kevin’s grumbling could be heard throughout the car ride, but he still held your hand while you drove while tracing tiny patterns.

“Interesting outfit choice,” Toni commented as Kevin was pulled away by his friends. You looked down at yourself and shrugged.

“It’s hot outside, and this makes me look hotter.” You winked. “What? It’s not my worst idea.”

Toni sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, snatching the cup out of a nearby stranger’s hand and chugging it. “We’ve been over this. Just because something isn’t your worst idea doesn’t mean it’s a good idea!”

“In my defense,” you said, raising your hands in surrender. “I never have good ideas.”

“Would you care to dance?” Sweet Pea smirked. Fangs stood across the room, straight faced and stoic, but watching Sweet Pea’s every move. You laughed deviously and took his hand.

“Hell yes.” You and Sweet Pea ground your hips together to the beat. Opening your mouths slightly in fake pleasure.

A string of unexplained noises left Kevin’s mouth as he stood beside Fangs. His mouth opened and closed in disbelief, confused as hell. “So this is happening. We’re just going to let this happen. Okay, cool.”

Kevin couldn’t see the sexual appeal of having your significant other openly flirt with someone else, but the way you moved made his gaze darken. You laughed, smirking and Sweet Pea. “Now, for the grand finale.” You held Sweet Pea’s waist in your hands and placed a small kiss on his neck. “Thank you, love.”

You strutted your way to Kevin, holding his eyes to yours in a sultry and smooth way. Kevin rolled his eyes playfully and said, “No. Just, no words. Kiss me. For the love of everything, kiss me.”

You smashed his lips onto yours in a ferocious and very sloppy kiss. He slipped his tongue into your mouth, tasting every inch of your mouth and tilted your head back.

Your hand snaked into his hair, gripping it tightly. His lips were soft, addicting, drawing you in with each movement of his mouth.

“Upstairs,” Kevin gasped. You grabbed his hand and sprinted upstairs, both tripping a little bit over your own feet. Neither of you were drunk, just giddy.

You pushed Kevin onto the bed and tugged his pants off. You could drool at the sight in front of you. Kevin had his head laid back onto the covers, his boxer briefs leaving nothing to your imagination.

“So handsome, baby,” you growled. He whimpered taking your hand and resting it where his underwear began. You mouthed at his cock, tasting his pre-cum through the cloth. You painted above him and looked up. He wasn’t looking at you, and you couldn’t stand for that, could you? “Look at me.”

He glanced down at you, barely paying attention. Your gaze darkened and you squeezed his cock. He moaned and lifted his head to give you his full attention.

“How can you be so perfect?” you breathed.

“I should say the same about you,” Kevin laughed. He sighed when you pulled his cock out. You kissed along his length, paying particular mind to the head. You left a lingering kiss on the tip before engulfing his entire length.

Kevin tangled his fingers into your hair, bucking his hips up. You let him ride your face, swirling your tongue to cause more pleasure. You pulled off right before he could come, feeling the cock switch in your mouth.

Your hungry gaze wandered to his hole, and your breath hitched. “I’m ready for you, babe. Let me ride you. You. Are. Mine.”

You sat on the bed and watched as Kevin took off his shirt. You smiled contently; it was cute.

“Gonna let me sink on your cock? Ride it like it’s the only dick I’ll ride again?”

“It will be.”

He sat on your lap, your cock sliding inch by delicious inch into him. He was warm and tight, clenching around you and whimpering every time your cocked twitch inside him.

Kevin held onto your shoulder and jumped straight to it, slamming his hips up and down. Your balls slapped against his backside as he scratched his fingernails down your back. The burn was delicious, and it felt absolutely euphoric as he dragged his tongue down your throat.

“Fuck, fuck,” you groaned, gripping his ass. The globes of beautiful, beautiful muscle and forced him to move and a faster pace.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Kevin cried out. Your cum shot inside him and he rode out both your orgasms.

He laid on your chest, choking and panting. “Round two, my love?”