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(She - Harry Styles)
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[I was pretty hesitant writing this request myself, but I think I like it?]
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TW: smut, mentions of alcohol, swearing (of course)
please do not read if you get uncomfortable, I went descriptive as hell.
WC: 751 words
please please please don't read if you get ✨uncomfy✨ I don't enjoy when my viewers get upset by my work :/ 💜 -
Your eyes awoke, immediately squinting at the exposure of the golden, crisp sun that shone through an unfamiliar pair of curtains. Your body still intoxicated from the alcohol you guzzled. Your mind was focused on one thing, where the fuck were you? I could answer that. You were out at a fancy yet casual bar, celebrating the last day of junior year. Your body devoured the liquor like there was no tomorrow, your throat aching at the burning substance. Your frame soon killed all energy, though you didn't mind. You still drank, danced. Even seduced a few men. but, you weren't quite done. The night was still young, so you hooked up with several men. Who cares right? you're a twenty-year-old junior in the finest college, who's going to stop you? no one. You kept the same routine, making out with some horny men in the bathroom, teasing them slightly and leaving them hooked, a boner sticking out of their jeans like a third fucking leg. Though, something when it came to this mysterious man. He was different. He wasn't eager, nor desperate for head. He was patient and praised your skills, which happened rarely with your usual hookups. He carried you to his quite luxurious, quite expensive car, laying you gently in the backseat. His face inched toward you slowly, his perfectly shaped lips attached to yours, your lips moving in sync. His fingers removed your clothing slowly, unbuttoning your blouse slowly, teasing the hell out of you. He smirked at your keenness, extremely pleased at his work. Once he discarded the librarian-like blouse, he once again brushed his lips against yours, his abandoned white shirt discarded on the car floor. His lips moved from your lips to your neck, kissing down your torso, leaving a few lovebites behind. His lips halt to the hem of your black, ripped jeans. His crystal blue eyes spectate through his long eyelashes, asking for consent. You hesitate. Where you really about to have sex with a man you barely knew? hell yes. You nod, your enthusiasm growing second by second. His hands tug at your jeans, his pace slow. You bit your lips, eager for his touch. You groan, craving pleasure. ''What's wrong, I thought you enjoyed teasing?'' he spoke. Though it's been well over an hour, he'd already discovered your absolute weakness. He unclasped your bra, admiring the beautiful view in front of his eyes. You shivered as he traced figure eights on your torso, a successful attempt to get you worked up. Your body filled with nothing but eager. You craved his touch. You craved him. You fiddle with the hem of his nineties-styled jeans, pulling his jeans down at quite a face pace. You discarded his jeans, and soon his boxers, his length leaving a shocked expression on your face. ''You okay, princess?'' You giggle, straddling his body. Your lips meet his v-line, your red lipstick leaving marks up his torso to the crook of his neck. He moans out. ''Look who's needy now'' you smirk, the pads of your fingers tracing his six-pack. ''Don't tease, princess'' he moans, his hands making a makeshift ponytail with your curled locks. You sink into his lengthy dick slowly, giving a few moments for both of you to adjust. ''Fuck--'' He groans. You move slowly, riding his dick with such lust. He moans, cooing a few dirty sentencing in your ears. ''Oh fuck- don't stop'' Rudy moans vocally. You ride somewhat faster, moans escaping your lips in pure unison. ''shitttt-'' you yell. You pull his roots gently, your nails digging in his back. ''You like that?'' he questions. You nod hastily, as his lips attack the crook of your neck. shockwaves with your body, your figures pulsing. ''oh shittt- I'm-''
''Me too, princess.''
You both release in sync, your breaths fasten. ''That was fucking amazing...''
''Y/N''
''Well, y/n. I'm Rudy, and that was fucking amazing'' He groans breathily.
''Round Two?'' you suggest, as his lips form a smirk.
''Fuck yeah''
here you were, the next morning. complete strangers, though you knew each other's bodies perfectly...
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y'all I WENT DESCRIPTIVE AS HELLLLLLL BRUH CHILEEEE.
