to celebrate why don't we's new song release of fallin', we all decided to go out to eat at this nice restaurant in la. me, daniel, his band mates, christina, tate, kay, all got a table.
we sat down.
"what are you getting?" daniel asks me. i look at the menu. i couldn't see anything i liked. "what are you getting?" i ask him. "umm, this sounds good." he points to this pasta and started to read what's in it. "yeah that does sound pretty good, i guess i'll get that too." i smile. he looks down at me. "what?" i laugh. "nothing, you look really pretty in that dress." he says. "thanks." i blush. he leans over to whisper something "it'll look better off though." i take in what he said and smacked him in his chest. he grunts.
"that was so cheesy too." i roll my eyes and look at the drink menu.
"i thought my pick up lines were good." he frowns. "i'm getting alcohol." i tell daniel so he's aware. "okay, i won't so i can take you home." he says to me. "you can still drink, i don't really feel like getting drunk tonight." i tell him. he nods his head and looks at the drink menu with me.
"guys what are we all doing after this?" jonah asks. "gosh i don't even know." i let out a sharp breath. "we can all go back to my house, go swimming or something." corbyn says. "oh shoot i can't i have a meeting in the morning i need to be back to go get sleep." christina frowns at her boyfriend. "that's okay babe." corbyn smiles at her sweetly to reassure her that it was completely fine. "what about you two can you guys come?" jack looks at me and daniel. "or do you have other plans." he laughs as everyone can see how touchy we are with eachother. "oh no we can come." daniel says. i nod my head in agreement. "no fucking at corbyn's house though." corbyn says in third person.
"no, of course not." i say. i set my hand on daniel's thigh. finally a waitress came over to take our orders on drinks. i got a pineapple bacardi and daniel ordered a frozen margarita that he offered to let me drink.
waitress kept offering me more to drink so i of course said yes. i was already a little tipsy while eating my food. after my 4th drink i was drunk snd daniel didn't mind me. i set my hand on daniel's belt making him shift in his seat. he looks down at me with a mouthful of food giving me a weird look. i unbuckled his belt and threw my hand down his pants. "stop kaitlyn." he demanded. he was always uncomfortable doing things like this in public. i wanted to break him out of his shell. i grabbed onto his dick and started to pump it in my hand. daniel bit his lip and put his elbow on the table, leaning forward to put his chin in his hand like everything was fine.
he grew hard in my hand and i went faster. i smirked and looked up at him enjoying his facial expressions. daniel was loud when he would cum that was my plan. i kept going and played with his tip as that's where he was most sensitive. "daniel are you okay?" tate notices him. i laugh and kiss his cheek. "yeah, yeah i'm all..." he paused. "goOOd." he moaned and he came in my hand. i smirk and wipe his excess off with a napkin. everyone turned to look at daniel. "haha." i laugh. he slammed his large innate hand on my thigh and gripped it as hard as he could. "daniel that hurts." i say quietly. he lets go and breathes off his anger he had at me.
"you're totally getting it when we get home." he smiles down at me. i smile excitedly. "okay." i kiss his lips.
