(16+!!) Ian Lightfoot x Reader- A Shot in the Dark (Onward)

Chapter 5

Hey guys!
Idk what you consider racy in your homes, but I'm feeling adventurous tonight and might make the story a tiny bit racy ;) just for fair warning!
Also there are a few points where the character your name substitutes in for's personality might not match your own (I.e. Ian mentions she's extroverted and you may be the complete opposite). Just roll with it! Hope you enjoy.

IAN's POV
God, I wish I weren't so awkward.
(Y/n) and I sat there, on the couch, about 2 feet between us.
What do I do now? None of the articles I read online prepared me for this.
While I was busy over-analyzing, she cleared her throat.
"So... do you still have the staff you used in your wizard battle?"
I looked up at her and smiled. I was surprised and excited she was interested in my wizardry. Although it was one of the only things people talked to me about, it was the one thing I was confident about-the one thing I felt good talking about.
"Yeah! Do you want to come upstairs and see it?"
She nodded and smiled, the corners of her mouth almost reaching her ears.
I got up and took a deep breath, and without even thinking I reached my hand out to help her up off the couch.
Real gentlemanly, I instantly regretted.
But she looked at my hand and smiled before placing her delicate hand in mine. Her hands were a bit smaller than mine and were really soft.
Like saying that isn't weird.
I led her up the stairs, keeping her hand in mine. I could feel my face reddening.
We passed the bathroom, where Barley was blasting rock ballads and singing along with them in the shower. (Y/n) let out a laugh upon hearing it.
We reached my room and (y/n) sat on the bed, then looked up at me.
"Okay.. show me!!" She looked up with excitement. I smiled and walked over to my closet, grabbing the staff from behind the hangers of clothes. Upon the sight of it, (y/n) let out a little gasp and covered her mouth.
"Ian.. you're actually showing me a real wizard staff!!" She squealed and tapped her Mary-Jane toed feet on the floor. A wide smile spread on my face from her enthusiasm; it made me feel confident and safe around her.
I took a wizard stance and pointed to the history textbook on my desk.
"Aloft Elevar!"
The book lifted itself up from the desk and followed my direction as I brought it closer to (y/n).
Her wide eyes filled with delight as the magic got closer. She tapped the book and it spun, still in the air. She let out a tiny gasp before looking at me, her jaw dropped to the floor.
"Ian Lightfoot you're a magic man," she smiled, and we both laughed a little. I put the book back before showing her a few other spells.
"Magnora Gantuan!"
She was now standing next to me, watching from a different angle, and she yelped as my high-top grew twice it's size. She grabbed my shoulder to hide behind.
We both realized what she did and turned bright pink. She cleared her throat with a fist to her mouth before stepping away a little.
We both laughed at the awkward tension, and I felt a whole lot better. It was weird-I felt comfortable with her, something I haven't felt with a person in a long time.
"Do you want to try?" I asked, passing the staff toward her. She looked at it as if it were a unicorn wearing rubber boots.
"Uhhh..." she smiled and looked up at me, her (e/c) eyes showing worry. "Are you sure I won't break it?"
"No! Absolutely not. If you're not a wizard it doesn't even work. But we'll never know if you don't try.." I shrugged, and she nodded, carefully taking the staff. As she did our fingers touched for a second, sending a bolt through my blood.
"Let's see if my wizardly ancestry pays off!"
She gripped the staff, mimicking how I did, and furrowed her brow in concentration.
"Okay, try to lift the spell book over there," I directed her, looking over her shoulder and helping her position her arms in the right way. She took a deep breath and nodded, then chanted;
"Aloft Elevar!!"
The book started to float, and with her focus she gasped and turned to me, excited. Unfortunately the book followed her movements and whipped my face.
(Y/n) gasped and placed the staff next to the bed stand before cupping my cheeks in her hands.
"Oh my gosh Ian, I'm so sorry!" She said, letting out a little giggle when she saw I wasn't hurt.
"How could you, (y/n)?" I joked, cupping her face the same way. "Now I'm dying!!"
We doubled over on the bed laughing and lay there. Soon enough laughter died down and we stared deep into each other's eyes.
"So... if you don't mind me asking," I brought up, not sure how to continue the conversation.
"How is it that you're so... wonderful, extroverted, kind to everyone.. and you decided you wanted to hang here tonight with me? I'm not exactly what you'd call social."
She blinked as her expression changed from a deep stare to a shy smile.
"Well, I guess you bring out a side of me that I feel.. comfortable.. having." She responded.
A strand of hair fell in her face and I instinctively tucked it behind her ear.
Ian what the HELL are you doing? What is this girl doing to you??
The voices inside my head were yelling at me, but I didn't listen because I found a new reason to be worried: the fact that (y/n) and I were only inches apart.
Upon moving her hair our eyes had met again, and my hand rested on her cheek. We stayed there for a second, and I could feel her face getting closer.
"Uh... (y/n)?"
"Yeah?"
"M-may I kiss you?"
She was now so close I could feel her smile.
"Go for it."
And our lips met.
This was everything I had dreamed of since the moment I laid eyes on her, and it couldn't have worked out better.
My eyes closed and her hand rested on my shoulder as I instinctively deepened the kiss, pulling her body close so there was no space between us.
This rush of adrenaline that coursed through my body told me to climb on top, so I did, (y/n) below me and making sure the kiss didn't break. My cheeks filled with warm blood and I could feel her heat up, too as I slid my hand up her shirt.
I couldn't believe I had gotten this far in such a short amount of time. I gave myself a mental high five for all the confidence and risk-taking it took for me to get here.
(Y/n)'s body shivered ever so slightly as her shirt started to lift from her stomach.
My body was numb with this sudden realization that I was not only as close to (y/n) as I could possibly get, but the fact that we were making out, on my bed, in my own house, with no one else here.
Except of course, Barley.
Suddenly I realized that I hadn't heard the shower running in a while.
"Ian!! (Y/n)!! Where are you?? The Quests of Yore await us!!"
As much as I didn't want to, I broke our kiss and looked down at (y/n).
Even frazzled like this she looked beautiful. She blinked and stared into my eyes before smiling.
"Heh... we should uh... probably head down before..." she trailed off.
"B-Before he gets suspicious?" I finished for her. She nodded and we both laughed. I got off of her and stood, holding out my hand once again to assist her. She smiled before fixing her shirt and repeating her previous action of taking it, standing and curtsying before we both laughed.
Grabbing my staff with my other hand, I lead (y/n) back down the stairs to begin the game that would change everything.

Hey guys!
Hope you enjoyed :)
If you have any suggestions leave them in the comments! I'm trying to think of a way the two/three could take on a quest in the next chapter.
ALSO- serious question
WOULD YOU GUYS be interested in racier scenes in the future, or was this chapter too much?
PLEASE let me know in the comments!!
Love you all!!