miss perfect | suna x oc

afterparty

{first person - chou}
(sexual content)

"turn around." he said gripping on me with his right hand.

i sat there for a moment, what he'd said ringing through my ears. 'are we really doing this?' i thought to myself, my heart beating in my ears. i hadn't felt like this in a long time. i was nervous. i felt suna grip a little tighter on me. 'fuck it, i want to. i don't know why,
but i do' i thought as i started to spin around. suna putting the blunt in between his teeth for a second while he used both hands to help me move. i was finally turned all the way around, straddling him. my legs on either side of his lap under the chairs armrests, my feet dangling above the ground.

"heh heh. i didn't think you'd actually do it." he said removing the blunt from in between his teeth with his left hand and moving his right hand up to my side. kneading at my skin.

my hands were resting on his chest, slightly gripping the fabric of his sweatshirt. "should i have not?" i said confused by his remark.

"no, no. it just adds to the view." he said looking to the skyline and then to my face.

"ahh very smooth." i said rolling my eyes. i then looked over to his left hand. "are you going to smoke again... right now?" i asked.

"yeah, do you care? i've built a tolerance sooo." he said with an emotionless face.

'how the hell am i completely gone but he's not even high?' i thought to myself, almost impressed by him.
"yeah i don't care, are you gonna let me have a hit?" i asked, putting my hands on his shoulders.

"hmm, i'll think about it." he said and lit the blunt, taking the first hit. "haven't you done enough for the night?"

"mmm, sunaaaa." i said cocking my head to right and shanking his shoulders, whining for at least one hit.

his face looked like something lit up, his eyes widening when i said that. he was silent for a second and just stared at my face. he then slowly put on a big smirk and said "say my name like that again and i'll let you." he said, still with that stupid smirk.

my face flushed realizing i had just basically moaned his name. i turned away too embarrassed to look at his face.

"hey." he said grabbing my jaw and turning my head back to him.

"quit." i said and yanked his hand off my jaw.

"no, do you want a hit or not?" he said smiling like he was up to something.

"...yeah" i said basically whispering and looking down.

"okay then don't pull my hand away." he said putting his hand back on my jaw. "i'll let you have half a hit for that little performance earlier." he said.

"how the fuck do you take half a hit." i said back.

"if you would be quiet and cooperate i'll show you." he said. "now open your mouth and don't close it."

he took the blunt and started hitting it. i reluctantly opened my mouth, letting it barely hang open. as he was inhaling the smoke he brought his hand up to my face and tugged at my bottom lip. making me open my mouth wider. just as he was about to exhale he leaned forward as if he was going to kiss me but stopped right before my lips. he started to exhale smoke into my mouth. his lips brushing mine. he let all the smoke flow into my mouth until there was none left. i inhaled it and then leaned back and turned my head to the side to blow the smoke away from his face. 'well... that was... intimate.' i thought while i turned back to face him.

"see, half a hit." he said and smiled at me.

"yeah sure, you just wanted an excuse to get in my face." i said and flicking him on the forehead.

"ah." he said rubbing his forehead. "yeah, maybe." he said and then reached out and poked his finger into my side making me jump.

"aah!" i exclaimed and laughed as i rubbed my side. "god, that hurt. you don't know your own strength." i said now looking in his eyes.

"a-hah, you have no idea chou-chan." he said as he hit his blunt again, it not being burnt out just yet. as he did so a big gust of wind came by. it was getting colder and colder as time went on. this gust of wind stinging my skin again, making me feel numb. i reached forward and put my arms around suna's neck hugging him. he put one arm around my waist and rubbed my back as he huffed out smoke.

"what's wrong." he said still rubbing my back.

"mmm it's colddduhh." i had started whining again. i gripped around his neck tighter and pulled myself even closer, just trying to get warm. i suddenly felt something underneath me and leaned back to look at his face confused. he was just smirking, looking smug as usual. 'what the fuck is that.' i slid back trying to see what i was sitting on, revealing the tent in suna's baggy jeans. 'fuck.' i thought and looked back up.

i must have looked shocked because suna leaned his face past mine and put his lips right next to my ear "well what do you expect when you're sliding all around my lap and have your tits pressed up against my chest. i can tell you're not wearing a bra when you do that y'know." he whispered to me.

i looked down and remembered that i really wasn't wearing a bra due to the low cut back. you could see my hard nipples poking up in the black, silky top.

he leaned back so he was looking at my face again and then looked down at my chest. "heh, you really must be cold." he laughed seeing my hard nipples through the shirt. he then put his hand right above my breasts and started to drag his hand down. he looked up at me like he was asking for permission, dragging his hand painfully slow. it made me feel like my skin was going to burn off. 'oh my god oh my god. this is really about to happen. should i let him? is this okay? ...you know what, why not.' i thought.

i looked down and grabbed his hand, putting it on my breast. i looked up and he look surprised but also impressed.

"hmm." he hummed and squeezed my breast and leaned forward. "good girl." he said and then turned his head to the side, giving me a quick kiss on the lips. he kissed me so casually, like he'd done it a hundred times before and then moved down to start kissing my neck.

"ahmm" i said as i let out a shaky breath. i started running my hands through the hair on the back of his head. my heart was beating like crazy as he kneaded my breast. he moved up from kissing my neck and took his hand off my chest, moving both his hands to my waist. at this point i had no idea where the blunt he had been holding was. he gave me another quick kiss and then a kiss on the cheek. he started kissing my collarbone now, lightly biting and sucking on it. he slipped his hand under my shirt and staring kneading my bare breast now. running his finger over my nipple, making me shiver.

he then moved back up from my collarbone and started kissing me, slipping his tongue into my mouth deepening the kiss. never taking his hand out from under my shirt but now lifting my top up over his hand. the rest of the fabric hanging and covering my other breast. his hand covered almost my whole breast, only leaveing side boob visible. he moved the other hand that had been holding my waist down to my ass, giving it a squeeze. he continued to kiss me until we heard someone talking and we both whipped our heads over.