Rated X Imagines

Deception Feels So Good

Diggy's POV

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"Another shot please?" I slurred, rolling my head on the cold glass countertop. Fuck love. Who needs it? When all it does is cause big ass headache and heartache.

"Rough night?" A different bartender slid me a drink, propping her elbows on the mirrored barrier and placing her chin in both of her hands. It was her. She smells just like my soon to be ex-wife, trouble. "Leave." I growled lowly, chugging the burning alcohol. It palliates the other pain for a certain period of time, which I am fine with. I'd rather wake up with a hangover than have problems with a stuck up bitch that thinks I'm cheating on her twenty-four seven.

"I was trying to help. Seeing as though this is your twelfth shot. I just want you take it easy."

"You.... You know w..what I don't like a...about you?" I hiccuped. An absentminded chuckle ran clear through my teeth, laughing at absolutely nothing. Her eyebrows scrunched together, waiting for me to finish my statement. "You..... You won't leave. W..what the fuck do you want Taren? Just s...s..suck my dick and go to th..that oth..ther nigga you have."

The little glimmer of anger in her eyes made me ecstatic. Feel my pain, bitch. Feel whatever I have been through for the past two years of my fucking life! "My name is, Y/n. Not Taren. And I'm just trying to help." And yet she's still here. I thought the purpose of helping was to figure out what I wanted. I asked her to leave about ten years ago, however she's still here. "T..try and help by leaving m..me the fuck alone, and getting m..me another sh...shot. Got it? I don't n..need your symp...pathy, I need s..something to drink."

"I think you've had too much to drink." She got up from her original spot, standing up and taking away the glass that was in my hand. There was this careless smile on my face that wouldn't go away no matter how I tried to get it off. I liked talking to this girl that is making me upset, and that's making me even more upset. "And I....I think you t...talk too m..much."

"You know what I don't like about you?" She asked, placing another drink next to my hand. I just smiled cheekily, downing another liver killing beverage. "I don't like that you think you're something special. Like your a fucking exception to the rules. I see dudes like you all the time, coming up in here and spending every damn dime they have just to get this unworthy bitch out of their system. You're exactly like them. Get that stick out your ass and move the fuck on, because the world don't stop for one heartache. This is reality."

Bitter feelings coursed through my veins and it wasn't even directed towards her. Well, in a sense it is. I'm mad because she's right. I'm getting wasted over something petty. I'm becoming part of that statistic of drunk douches at the bar. I'm a wreck.

"Y...your point?" I slurred, laughing some more. I stopped, feeling a jolt of queasiness punch my stomach. All of the liquor that I had consumed in the last hour lurched forward in my body, spitting out of my mouth and onto her. Shit! My mind wanted to help, but the drunk side of me was laughing my ass off.

I laughed even more when she took off into the bathroom. Maybe I should see if she's okay. Well, of course she's okay, it's just throw-up. But still, I feel bad. She was only trying to help; which I told her not to do, now look at her. She's probably crying in there for something that I did. This fucking bickering back and forth in my mind isn't helping me much either conscience. Fine, I'll just go in there and say sorry. And hopefully I can sober up in five minutes to drive home.

Curious eyes looked my way, following the drunk man going to the ladies room. "What the hell are you doing in here? This is the ladies room."

"D...does it look l..like I give two sh....shits about the gender o..orientated bathr....room situation? I c...came in h..here to see if you....you were okay." My stuttering isn't really helping my case. Damn, I have no way to get home. Maybe Y/n can give me a ride, then I'll come back and get my car in the morning.

"I'll be fine. Just keep your distance. I don't need anymore puke on me tonight." I chuckled, gripping onto the nearest sink for balance. She took off her shirt, revealing a burgundy lace bra and three silhouettes of birds running up her side. Shit I'm getting hard.

The tattoos set me off. She's already fine to begin with, now she has fucking sexy ass tattoos. "You're staring." She whispered, blocking my view of her beautiful body by wrapping her arms around her frame. I whimpered, looking down at the ground and stalking my way over to her. "What are you doing now?" All of my thoughts veered to one purpose, getting closer to her. This isn't rape right? I'm not going to do anything with her, I just want to look at her.

"Daniel..."

"Don't s..speak." My slur somewhat went away, trying to help me out in this moment.

"Daniel-." She froze when I gripped lightly on to both of her wrists, tugging them away from her body. Her breath quickened as I took another step closer. "I'm not g..gonna hurt y...you if th...that's what y..you're afraid of." I growled, taking another even step. She moved back, softly yanking her wrists out of my grasp. Her teeth gnawed at her bottom lip, hands wrapping around her once again. "This isn't right."

"Forget what's r..right. Let me sh.show you what's wrong." Before she had a chance to escape, I pulled her all the way to me and gently kissed on her neck. Mmm, strawberries. My tongue slid down the base of her skin, rounding back up to her chin, then sliding back down. I couldn't tell if she was repulsed or not by my intoxicated breath, but it seems like she's taking it pretty well. Carefully, my hands went to her backside, unhooking the barrier that stood from me looking at her fully unclothed chest.

She moaned, picking at the curls on top of my head. "This is wrong. So wrong. I can't keep doing this."

"Doing what? B...being with me while my wife and k...kids are at home waiting for me? Or f..fucking with me on Ch....christmas Eve. You already knew my situation, and yet you still c..caved in to me. You still f..fuck me every w...weekend." We both know we can't resist each other, I don't know why she tries to stop me. I sucked on her plump lips, tugging maliciously on her tongue with my teeth from time to time. She gave me something my wife never could give me, real love. No matter how much she hated me, or loathed me, she would still be with me. Through anything. Taren has been cheating and mooching off of me ever since we got married. The only reason I stay with the bitch is because of our two children.

"B....believe it or not, I'm in love with you Babygirl. Soooo in love that I'm g...getting a divorce." She gasped, rubbing her hands down my stomach.

"Why did you do that? Daniel we promised no real feelings."

"So you're t...telling me you f..feel nothing! After b..being together for two years, you s...still don't feel a thing for me." I shook my head, pushing her off of me. She sighed and came back to me, knowing I wouldn't turn her down. "You know I have feelings. I can't deny that. It's just, you have kids and a wife. That's too much baggage for me." My head throbbed from my yelling, so I calmed down, bundling my arms back around her.

"Then s...stop m...messing with my emotions. Quit fucking me or making love to me like you c...care."

"I can't."

"And I...I can't either."

She crushed her lips back on mine, ripping my button up shirt so that we were both shirtless. "I love you too Daniel. I love you so much." Her lustful groans filled up the entire bathroom, but was muted by the screams and hollers of the crowd. "Merry Christmas!"

"M...merry Christmas, babygirl."

She smiled, tugging my at my belt and successfully pulling my pants down. "Merry Christmas, Daniel."

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Author's Message || Tis the season to be naughty fa lalalalala lalala! Sorry that this imagine sucks ass! I'm having extreme writers block, and I'm writing on TPATF and Diner Boy, so yeah! I just wanted to give you guys a holiday imagine. All of my TPATF fans, I will be updating by the end of this week, and same goes for Diner Boy fans! 😊☺️. Hope you guys have an awesome Christmas tomorrow!

~Merry Christmas, Digxstopher 😘