Black Raspberry (temporary for rn)
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Ongoing, First published Nov 05, 2017
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*****
We stumble into the room a drunken mess. He loses his balance and falls on the bed, I giggle and flop on top of him. 


"I would never be this fucked up right now." I say trying to stand back up. I sway a little as I regain my balance. I need to find Dom before she leaves me. 

"Are you good here? I have to go."  Chris just looks me up and down.

"Chris don't do that, answer me." I giggled out. 


"I love you."  I froze. Never in my entire time of knowing him, has he ever admitted to loving anyone.


"Oh Chris stop it, you're just saying that."  He licks his lips and grabs my hand. 


Warmth spreads up my arm.  I gotta get outta here now. I'm not in the right state of mind and I know I'm gonna do something that I will regret later......oh fuck it. I don't care, I'm tired of caring. I'm drunk anyway I won't remember. I get on top of him and start to leave a trail of kisses down his neck. His body shivers as his hands start to explore my body., navigating my curves. I slowly grind my hips against him, he moans. 

"I love you Chris." I say I'm between kisses.  


My hands travel under his shirt and up his stomach. Feeling his warm skin, familiarizing my fingers with the ridges of his body. Caressing his skin. I kiss along the line of his underwear causing a gasp to escape his lips. I look up and we lock eyes, I smirk. My hands gravitate down and soon I'm unzipping his pants. His eyes never leave mine. Soon his underwear is off and his head goes back as I go down.
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