tainted kisses || pcy

stop quoting hannah montana!

Rosalie

I woke up to the blinding lights shining right in front of my face, and I groaned turning to the other side of my bed. Instead of hitting the wall like I always did I fell jolting up my head began to spin.

"Oh shit what happened?" I mumble to myself scratching my head, and the blanket falls my chest exposed.

and I oop--

Why am I naked? 

Normally I sleep yeah without a bra, but not without a shirt or something. After my head finishes doing summersaults with my brain I look around and realize this isn't my room. 

Good God Rosalie! What did you do now? 

I tried to think back to what happened, but I couldn't remember anything!

I heard someone groan on the other side of the bed, "Shit." I whisper to myself quickly standing up I try and look for my clothes, but it's very hard to do when you're hungover. 

Don't fall. Don't fall. I chant to myself as I look around for my underwear, bra, and dress. Which are of course scattered all over the floor what the hell? This monster ripped my dress in half! What was I going to wear now? 

I groan way too loud and my ears begin to ring from the loud noises, "Are you already leaving?" A voice asks, but there's only one person in here Rosie! Come on Rosie play it cool~

"Well I was, but--" I sigh before holding up my dress, "Someone ripped it." 

He holds his sexy arms up in defense, and fuck I needed to get out of here before it escalated. 

"I think you're better without it," he smirked, and my imaginary panties dropped. Good God, I needed to leave this was illegal, and I was severely drunk when this entire thing happened. We all make mistakes though! Everybody has those days...

Stop quoting Miley Cyrus most greatest role of all time -- Hannah Montana -- this isn't the time Rosie!

"Stay for breakfast?" He asks out of the blue, but there's no confidence in his voice. Is he nervous?

"W-what?" I stutter, and he smirks as if his confidence was restored before he can tell he has some type of power over me which does, but I know how this game works. 

I'm pretty good at it myself, "Stay for breakfast." he asks again his voice completely different it's more filled with confidence, and it sounded more like an order than a question.

Two can play at this game.

"Thanks, but no thanks," I reply, "I actually have plans today could I borrow one of your shirts? I don't want to get arrested for public indecency today." 

And his smirk falls.

Rosalie:: 1

Sexy Stranger:: 0

"Sure it's the least I can do since I ripped yours up." He sighs and for some reason, I feel bad, but let's just say he will thank me if I stay he could be labeled a sex offender or a pervert.

Rosie what if he is though?

OH shit, did I just have sex with a pedo?

"Here is one of my shirts, but I think you'd need pants right? These are my little sisters, but she's barely ever here so it's fine if you wear these." He says, "The bathroom is on the right." 

I turn to him to say 'Thank you' but he's already walking away with his shoulders slumped in defeat. He can't be a pervert, can he?

Rosie, stop get out here!

Rushing toward the bathroom ignoring the slight guilt I am feeling I sigh as I put my bra on, I sigh again as I put my underwear on, I sigh some more putting this guys sister pants on, and I once again sigh putting his really nice white collared shirt on which smells very manly.

No Rosie! No perverted thoughts he's too old for you. Well, I think he is anyways. From what I saw this guy has a whole floor to himself, he is clearly--

1.) Successful

2.) Loaded

3.) Not a high schooler at that.

So hands off Rosie don't ruin his career and your reputation because you're horny.

After I take a look at myself I realize how much of a mess I look. My makeup is smeared, my hair is just a wild mess, but at least I'm still fucking beautiful ayyye~

After having a small pep talk I finally come out to see sexy stranger making breakfast for himself, "Well I'm going to go now." I announce, "Sorry for uh not having breakfast with you, but great sex!" 

His entire face contours from sad to happy in seconds -- his eye crinkle, his nose wrinkles, and his pearly whites are shining so bright I think I'm going blind, "Y-you really are something different!" He chortles, "I thought if I played the sad puppy role you'd stay, but you really do have to leave don't cha?"

I nod, "Sorry about that.." I mumble scratching the back of my neck, why am I doing this? Stop it!

"Alright, but can I get your name?" He asks, and I shake my head, "That is a secret~" 

Leaving him at a loss for word that's for your little trick that almost worked!

Plus I cannot let this guy know who I am -- Park Rosalie of the heir of JYP Entertainment and his dumb cartel.

"Hey!" He calls out and I turn around, "Great sex!"