reader pov-
warnings- smut (i've never written smut lol but i'll try. let me know ways i can get better)
For once, you friends had convinced you to go out. You didn't intend on getting extremely pissed but it just happened. You were at the Garrison. Drunk off your arse on Gin.
You knew of the Shelby's. You were the same age as Arthur and went to school with him. You had a crush on him but he mostly ignored you. But now, at the age of 35, you had moved on. Or so you thought.
The pub was about to close, one by one your friends had gone home. You were sat on your own drinking the only shitty gin the Garrison had. Until you felt a presence next to you. You looked up and saw you childhood crush. Arthur.
You giggled.
You never giggle.
"Hellooooo Arthur" you happily said.
"Hi y/n, never seen you in a pub before" he said laughing.
"That's because i barely drink" you said. Still cheery.
"I know love, let's get you home ay" he said getting up and helping you out of your seat.
You knew he was drunk too, he was just more used to pretending he wasn't.
You walking along the street chewing his ear of about completely random shit.
You didn't even think about what you were saying before it slipped out of your mouth.
"You know, i proper fancied you in school, but you always ignored me. You were a cunt for that." you mindlessly said.
"Huh?" he said confused.
"Oh shit" you giggled. "I wasn't meant to say that"
"I only ignored you coz i fancied ya too" he said. Getting serious.
"Oh shut up Arthur. You're only saying that coz i said it too." you said
"No y/n i mean it" at this point you stood face to face. You were too drunk to try and figure out how that happened.
He put his hand on the side of your face, and leant it. You met halfway and got consumed into a deep kiss. You pulled away and grasped his hand and started walking fast to your house, him trailing behind you.
You finally got infront of your door and pulled out your key. You couldn't unlock your door, being too drunk and having to much adrenaline so Arthur took your key.
Once you got it, you grasped his hand again and pushed him on the couch. You straddled his lap and you both started kissing again. Passionately.
You fingers running through his hair at the same time. Occasionally pulling at it. Not too hard but enough so he moaned into your mouth.
He ran his hands down your back. Then he began pulling the zip down. You stood up. At a reasonable pace remembering you were still drunk and stepped out of your dress you were wearing. You then straddled his lap again, and kissed him slower this time. You realised you wanted to remember and savour every moment of it. You removed his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. You pulled away for a split second to look at his face. And he smiled at you. It was reassuring. You realised in this moment. Your crush had never gone away.
He unclasped your bra. You got really insecure. You hated your breasts. But as you went to cover them, he pulled your arms away and moved his mouth you one of your nipples. He kissed it lightly. "Beautiful" he murmured
He kissed you again slowly and then moved his mouth to you jaw, and then your neck and down you chest peppering kisses all over your body. As far as he could get with your current position. He was still wearing a vest, you pulled it off. You began kissing him yet again. His kissed were ecstasy. Pure euphoria. You were addicted. You began mirroring his previous actions by kissing down his neck aswell. Leaving small marks. Only small. Not to claim him. But to remind him later on of the exchange between you both. He picked you up slightly so he could lay you on the couch. He settled between your legs and kissed down.
He then kissed your thighs. And sat up. This helped him pull off your panties. He then kissed your thighs again before hovering his mouth over your area. He kissed it. And then he got to work. He sucked your clit. Not to hard. Enough to have you moan quietly. He didn't want to over pleasure you at first. He spread your lower lips with his fingers and then licked. Slowly, but that changed in a matter of seconds. You moaned.
When he put a finger in your now wet hole, you gasped. He began moving his finger in and out. You were a moaning mess.
After about a minute, he added a second finger. You could've came right there. But you hung on. And a minute later, you were orgasming. He loved that sound. He'd do anything to hear it again.
He stood up a room of his pants and underwear in a rush. He settled between you legs again and looked into you eyes. Asif asking if you were sure. You nodded. You have never been more sure about anything else in your life. And slowly, he pushed into you. And you made the most erotic sound the man as ever heard. He went slowly at first. And then began thrusting fast. You were in a high. You've had sex before, but it never felt as good as it did right now. Towards the end, he could tell you were about to cum, and he started running your clit. Like never before, you came. He carried on thrusting and seconds about you came down from your orgasm. He pulled out and cummed on your stomach. After your breathing even out you stood up. Grabbing his hand leading him upstairs. You wanted to experience that again and again. And you did...
The end
