Chp. 11

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Matt pov

I walked into the bar, to the back where I saw her, with an outfit i would NEVER approve her to wear with how much cleavage it shows but that's not important right now. She was sitting in a chair, her head slung back and I could tell she was panting. I rushed over to her and saw Adam kneeling beside her, brushing her hair out of her face. I went over to her, kneeling on the other side of her and taking her hand. Her cheeks were a crimson red and her body was burning up.

"Matty..." she panted out.

"What happened?"

"I don't know. I came in here and she was sweating, panting. Then she collapsed on me, begging me to...fuck her." My eyes went wide, but then i settled down in realization.

"Has she had anything to drink?"

"She has a wine glass, there is still some in it."

"Give it to me." I demanded so he went on the counter, picking up a wine glass with just a bit of white wine in it. He handed it to me and I took a quick sniff, but then winced and brought it away from my face. I knew it.

"Flibanserin. She was drugged. I need to get her out of here." I picked her up into my arms, carrying her bridal style as she put an arm around my neck, the other going down my chest. Adam followed me out to my car as I strapped her into the passenger seat.

"I-Is she going to be alright?" Adam asked nervously.

"Yes...flibanserin is a drug that makes someone sexually aroused. It's a small pink pill that dissolves in drinks. Don't worry Adam I'll take care of her." I smile at him then got in the drivers side, driving back to my place.

Arriving at my place, I go in and put her on the bed, then I go into the kitchen and got her a glass of water. Going back into the bedroom, I had to take a deep breath. She had her legs clenched together, her button up crop top was barely hanging on to her chest, exposing a lot, and i mean A LOT of cleavage.

I slip behind her, getting her to sit up against my chest and holding the glass between her lips. I tipped it upwards, letting the cold drink fall down her throat. As much as she wants it, i definitely am not going to take advantage of her. I know she would be really upset and regretful in the morning so all i can do now is help her. When she stops drinking, and starts to lean in more, i realize she must've passed out.

I go over to my closet, pulling out a black Nirvana shirt. I go over to her, slipping it on her before reach into the shirt and unbuttoning the shirt she was wearing. I slip it off her, and out the bottom of the shirt before putting her arms through the sleeves. I lay her shirt on the desk, and then go down to her pants, raising my shirt on her some, since she has such a small body compared to mine, and then slipping off her pants, folding them, and laying them with her shirt.

Before heading to bed with her, I go into the kitchen and made sure Buddy has enough food and water, before heading back into the bedroom where Buddy follows me. He jumps up and lays beside Blaire at her feet as where I get on my usual side, grabbing her waist and spooning her.

I heard a loud groan, causing me to wake up. I look up to see Blaire sat up and rubbing her temples.

"You okay?" I asked tiredly as I sat up as well. But then she staryed to freak out when she looked down at herself.

"Oh fuck Matt we didn't did we?! You know how I feel about that!" She says as she holds her head in her hands.

"Woah woah woah calm down. We didn't do anything. I got you some water and then when you passed out i took off your clothes to get you a bit more comfortable." Say as I rub my hand up and down her back. She sighs in relief.

"What did happen last night though?"

"Well you called me, saying you weren't feeling good so i came and picked you up. Adam was with you trying to get you to calm down. You were drugged last night and it caused you to be turned on. Like, a lot." She nodded.

"Thank you Matty. You're so respectful of me." She said as she leans over into my chest, me wrapping my arms around her.

"It's no problem baby. But you worried me a lot last night. Who would want to drug you?" I muttered the last part to myself.

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