Imagine

We've Got A Dinner To Attend

"I'm taking you home after, so just leave your stuff in the car."

I stepped out of the car, grabbing only my phone, and followed Adriana up to the door of the house.

She walked in as I trailed behind. We were immediately met with the loud chatter of her family and their friends. My anxiety sunk in. I felt my body stiffened.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," I mumbled before heading down the steps to the girls' hallway. Although I didn't see the entire group, I heard plenty of people in both living rooms. There was no way that I was the only one needing to use the bathroom, so using the twin's bathroom was my attempt to avoid any contact at all costs, at least for as long as I could manage.

   I went to the bathroom, and after doing my business, I looked into the mirror at myself. This was my best go at pep talks for myself.

   They're all family and friends of the Grande's. They will be funny and nice. You have nothing to worry about.

   I took a deep breath before forcing a smile on my face and unlocking the door.

   Before I got the chance to walk into the hall, I was pushed back into the bathroom with my butt pressed again the countertop. Without wasting a second, I felt a pair of soft lips against my own.

   I pushed forward, forcing her against the door and locking it. I pulled back and looked into her brown eyes to find them staring back at me.

   "Hi," she mumbled out before biting her bottom lip. She was absolutely adorable when she was nervous, but I immediately felt the need to put her in her place or at least tease her.

   I brought my face down closer to hers. My lips gently brushed against hers as I spoke. "And what exactly do you think you're doing?"

   She moved her head towards mine, trying to make our lips meet again, but I pulled back faster, keeping our lips close enough to touch but too far to actually kiss.

   She huffed and leaned back against the door.

   I looked at her expectantly, waiting for her to continue. She looked back at me with a mischievous grin.

   "Well?" I asked, grabbing her by her wrists and pinning them to the door at her sides.

   "I figured we could finish what we started in the supply closet."

   I was now the one with a mischievous grin taking over my features.

   So it was Ariana earlier.

   The grin on my face was quickly replaced with a cocky smirk as I pulled back slightly, keeping her wrists in place, just enough for her to see my expression. I leaned into her ear and whispered, "And what makes you think I want to?"

   I nibbled lightly on her ear before pulling back and looking into her eyes once again. Her face immediately went a cute shade of pink as she only managed to stutter out something along the lines of 'I was just hoping.'

   I smiled at her struggle before kissing along her neck, maneuvering her against the glass shower door.

One thing that fascinated me about our relationship was my control. I definitely wasn't a bottom, but I didn't usually have this much control. I didn't have much experience to compare this to, but I wasn't sure it was something normal. She made me nervous beyond belief, but my body managed to take the anxiety and turn it into excitement and power. It was such an interesting change to my usually awkward and shy personality, and she was the only one that could bring it out in me.

After I was sure I had left another mark, I pulled back and gave her a quick peck on the lips.

   "Come on love, we've got a dinner to attend," I smiled wickedly before making my way out of the bathroom, leaving her on edge for the second time in one day.