fantasies// number five

family dinner (3)

"please," Five whines. He has been continuously asking you to go to his family dinner.
"y/n, it's not even too much to ask," he says.
"fine," you say finally giving in.
"i'll pick you up around 6:30. it's a formal event," he says and leaves.

you start getting ready. you wear a red dress and do your hair and makeup.

*text message*
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Five
Five: we're here.
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you grab your purse and walk outside to Diego's car. Diego in the drivers seat, Klaus in the passenger seat, and five in the back. you sit in the back next to five.

he takes a second and looks you up and down.

"that dress is pretty short," he whispers.
you let out a quiet scoff and look away.
not even a minute goes by and you see five scooting closer to you from the corner of your eye.

"wh- what?" you say softly.

he doesn't say anything and just smirks. once again you look away in annoyance.

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after a 15 minute drive the car finally comes to a stop. you follow diego, klaus, and five to the dinning room where the others were sitting.

you sit down and five sits next to you. you look over at him and see him talking to klaus.

well this is awkward you thought to yourself. i don't have anything to do.

as soon as you start zoning out you feel five's warm hand on your bare thigh. letting out a small gasp you look at him to see him acting as if he did nothing.

"move your hand," you whisper to him.

"you want me to move it? alright, princess," he smirks and moves his hand up your dress to you panties. you take in a loud gasp and everyone's eyes were on you.

"are you alright?" klaus asks.

"yeah, y/n. are you alright?" five asked trying to hide his cheeky smirk.

you glare at him and say, "fine- perfectly fine."

everyone went back to eating and occasionally talking. five's hand was still on your thigh. you take your hand and push his hand off.

he looks at you and chuckles, "it goes right back, princes."

as soon as he says that he puts his hand back. this time he tightly grips onto your upper thigh.

you try ignoring him and continue eating.

"not fighting back, eh?" he whispers, "then i'll just-"

he sticks two fingers in. you almost choke on your food and look at him.

"what the-" before you can finish he starts moving his fingers back and forth.

you bite your tongue trying to keep your composure.

"s-stop," you barely say.

"no," he lowly whispers, "and don't think about moving it."

you roll your eyes and go to move his hand. he uses his other hand and pushes your hand away.

"i thought i told you not to try to move my hand," he whispers.

he smirks and moves his fingers as fast as he can. you do everything you can to keep your composure.

when you finally can't take it you quietly say, "i- i have to u-use the bathroom."

"i'll show you the way," five smirks and moves his hand away.

the both of you stand up and you follow five. he leads you up the steps and into his room.

"th-this isn't the bathroom," you slowly say.

"you're observations are on point," he chuckles.

he gestures for you to walk and and you do thinking that his bathroom was connected with his bedroom.

he walks in after you and shuts the door.

you look around trying to find a door leading to the bathroom.

you feel five's arms snaking around your waist. you close your eyes and slightly drop your head back causing it to fall on his shoulder.

he brushes his lips on your neck. you open your eyes and the both of you take a moment and look at each other.

"you look really pretty tonight," five smiles.

"th-thanks," you blush.

he gently turns you around and pulls you close.

his smile turns into a smirk, "you look too pretty."

"what do you mean?"

"it means that i'm going to that your dress is about to end up on the ground."

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🤷🏻‍♀️ wanted to publish this. i've been writing it for a while now.

published 6/12/18

-scarlet