SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN (The Breakfast Club x Teen Reader)

Claire Standish (The PrincessxReader)

...the tip of the switchblade then pointed straight at the cherryhead that sat next to Andrew. She stares right at you with her chocolate brown eyes.

"Nice!" Bender said with a salacious grin. "Looks like Cherry is going to get popped by (your name)."

"Bender, SHUT UP!" she said, her fiery temper flaring up.

"Yea, SHUT UP!" you agree. "You've been spreading enough sexual tension around like an STD since the game started!"

The princess stood up and smoothed out her brown wrap around skirt with her hands, walking towards the enclosed room with you following behind. Once inside, Bender stuck his head in.

"Have fun, lo-vers!" he taunted, then proceeded to make kissing and sex noises.

"Fuck off!" you said, shoving his face out, then slammed the door.

You look at Claire who had flush in her cheeks due to her annoyance from Bender.

"Sorry about that," you apologize.

"God! He's such an asshole!" she said disgusted, shaking her head.

You nod lightly. The two of you stand in the room, looking at each other. You study the princess: her fiery, short hair is a match to her temper, her cheeks are a pink blush, her chocolate brown eyes are decorated with mascara and eyeliner. Her lips shine with a sheen of pink lipstick that she probably reapplied for the umpteenth time today. Her attire speaks of expensive taste: a silk pink top, a wraparound skirt, a brown leather belt that gave her waist an hourglass shape, and leather boots. She has two sets of earrings in her lobes: both are diamond studs. Probably a Christmas gift. She wears a diamond ring on her right hand along with a very expensive watch made of gold and real leather.

"Have you ever played this game?" you asked her.

"Once or twice," she said, looking at her pink manicured fingernails. "I've played at a few parties and at camp...but I didn't do the whole open mouthed thing."

She cringes as she says the last sentence. You smile to yourself as you realize the princess is not as quite pristine as you'd imagine. You try to think of what else to ask Claire.

"Have you dated anyone?"

"A few," she said. "Sometimes my parents would set me up for dates with their friends' kids. They were kind of boring or gross."

"Anyone from school?"

"Not really. My parents don't like me dating anyone from school...unless they're popular or rich."

"Sounds like an arranged marriage if they're having you date very specific people."

Claire laughed. "That's exactly what it is. It's so stupid."

"Who would you like to date?"

"Honestly," she said. "I'd like to date someone my parents DIDN'T approve of."

"Like Bender?" you quip sarcastically.

She made a disgusted face. "Hell, NO!"

"Sounds like he'd be the perfect match if he's someone your parents didn't approve of," you said joking.

Claire thinks this over for a moment. "I'd consider it if he'd quit being such a perverted asshole."

After a beat, you two look at each other.

"You wanna get on with the game?" you asked. "We don't have a lot of time."

"Sure," she said smiling. 

She fluffs her red hair a bit and smooths out her clothes like she's getting ready or something. She spritzes on an expensive perfume from her leather purse. You resist the urge to roll your eyes. She steps up to you, standing at 5'8", maybe on account of the heel in her boots. She gazes into your (eye color) with her brown ones.

You see she's definitely ready, but slightly nervous. You reach for her waist, but stop because you're worried she won't like it if you touch her.

"May I?" you asked.

She chuckles, shaking her head.

"You may," she said. "You don't have to treat me like I'm some delicate flower. I can handle it."

"I just thought I'd be polite," you said.

"I appreciate the sentiment though," she said with a smile.

You wrap your hands around her waist. You gaze into her eyes. You lean in and kiss her lips. Her lips are a bit wet from her lipstick; they're plump and sweet; you could've sworn you tasted something rich with a hint of strawberries. Her expensive perfume envelops you. Her lips part teasingly and let's you in.

She pulls away momentarily, then leans towards the base of your neck and plants a kiss right there. She does it a few more times.

"You've done this before?" you ask.

"Mm-hmm," she said with a coy smile.

She kisses your neck with her lips, going along your jaw line until she's back at your lips. She opens them, allowing you to come inside and dance with her tongue. She gets more into it, her fingers in your hair.

Looks like the princess isn't so pristine after all, you think smirking.

You thread her fiery hair; it feels a bit stiff due to the hairspray and mousse she probably used to style it. How it was now was completely destroyed. You press her into you, feeling her soft breasts beneath you. The feeling of her silk shirt under your fingers as you run her hands up her back is exquisite.

You decide to give her some necking. You kiss along her jawline and nip her ear. She lets out a gasp; her fingernails dig into your back feeling like tiny little knives. You continue down her throat, her perfume lingering beneath your nose. You pause to give it some sucks, which send shivers up her body and little moans.

You plant worshipful kisses on her collarbones until you reach the hollow of her neck. She throws her head back, allowing you. Your hands have gone to her shoulders now and her hands are around your waist.

You hand trails from the back of her shoulders to a soft breast. She pulls away briefly. You realize what was going on and pull it away immediately for fear of pissing her off.

"Sorry," you said.

"It's OK..." she said panting. "Just don't do it again."

You nod. The two of you decide to continue where you left off. The kisses got more and more passionate as time went by. Given it was getting heated, you did touch her breast again. But she didn't say anything this time. You fondle it and squeeze it, which made her arch into you.

"WOOHOOO!!!!" cheered Bender as he opened the door. "Looks like Queenie's not so pristine after all!"

Claire and you turn to see a salacious grin on the criminal's face as he had been watching you this whole time and didn't bother to announce the time was up. She stormed up to Bender with a fiery look in her eye and slapped him a few times.

"Hey, it was an accident!" he said.

"You're an asshole!" she seethed.