The Creatures One-shots Smut

Drunk Night Out | Koova

*Jordan's POV*

I opened the door to the club, the music shaking the bones in my body. The place smelled of weed, and other things. I sat at the bar, and started taking shot after shot-already feeling drunk. I closed my eyes, listening to the pulsing music. I inhaled deeply, smelling a strong cologne and feeling a presence next to me. I clumsily downed another shot as I turned towards the unknown presence next to me. There sat a man with dark hair and facial hair, a small smirk plastered on his face.

"Hey there." He spoke, the smile not leaving his lips.

"Hey.. whats your name?" I said back, slurring my words. I hope I don't sound like an idiot.

"James." He said. My heart fluttered in my chest. God he was sexy.

"I'm Jordan." I say, shaking his hand.

"Jordan.." He whispered. I felt my cheeks growing red. The way he said my name sent chills up my spine. I turned my head away, hoping he wouldn't see me in such a flustered, drunken state.

"So what's a guy like you doing at a place like this alone?" He questioned, keeping his hand on mine and placing his other over it. His thumb lightly grazed over my knuckles, almost making me forget about his question.

"Huh? Oh I uh.. I don't know.." He looked at me, confused.

"Oh cmon..everyone has a reason to be here." He said, stepping closer.

"I just..wanted to get out for a while." I shrugged, trying to stay as calm as possible.

"Well Jordan..wanna come back to my place after we have a couple drinks or two?" He smirked, leaning in closer. Fuck. What do I say? I swallowed.

"Y-yeah sure." I managed. His lips ghosted over mine for a short period before his smile increased.

"Great." he whispered. He waved the bartender over, asking for another round of shots. The blond male nodded, getting a small glass for James aswell before pouring the alcohol. We both took about 5 or so shots, making me even drunker. James already looked intoxicated the first time I saw him. I looked over at James, his shirt unbuttoned a bit- revealing his chest.

"C'mon..lets go." James said, holding my hand in his. I looked down. This was going to be a fun night. We stumbled out of the club, flagging down a cab on our way out since we both knew it wouldn't be the best idea to drive. The man pulled up and we clumsily stumbled into the back seat. James spouted something out, probably his address, and quickly attached his lips to mine. I hungrily kissed him back, gripping onto the bottom of his shirt. I heard an annoyed groan from the front but shrugged it off, too lost in the heated kiss. James's tongue swiped across my bottom lip, begging for entrance.

"Can you guys do this in your house?" The man on the wheel said as the cab came to a stop. Me and James looked at each other and laughed. James paid the cab driver, and then we went into his house.

"So wh-" Before I could finish James shut the door and pushed me up against the wall, taking me by surprise. I looked at him with lust. I wanted him, and I was sure that he wanted me. He began licking and nipping at my neck, searching for my weak spot as we slid off our shoes.

"A-ah... James.." I moaned softly, turning my neck to give him easier access. I felt him smirk before connecting his lips back with mine. He lifted my legs up - my back still pressed against the wall- and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. "J-James..." I managed. I tugged at his shirt as he laughed quietly. James took me upstairs to his room and put me on the bed, desperate for more.