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marvelmymarvel · 1 year
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Kiss The Ground You Walk On
Guy x Reader
Synopsis: He was into working out and being the best of the best, which is why the shinobi were confused when they met the person Guy was dating. You were a civilian with no interest in working out or being anything other than a loving person, so how in the world did you two work so well?
A/n: I'm as confused as you are. I don't know how this happened, but Guy is now my dream man. I just know this man worships the women he dates. 🤧 it's what we deserve
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If someone had told you months ago that you'd be dating Guy, the most annoying and enthusiastic Shinobi in Konoha, you would have thought they had lost their mind. You weren't a Shinobi; you had no interest in sports or working out. Instead, you enjoyed lounging around the house in your pajamas more than anything else.
So how in the world did you get here?
His hand enveloped yours, causing you to smile up at him. "Are we meeting your friends?" You asked calmly. You seemed excited, but you couldn't stand the thought of being around Shinobi that would probably judge you. Although you thought Guy would judge you when he entered your shop, he proved otherwise. "Yes! Kakashi and the others are waiting at the bar. Are you excited to meet them, my love?"
Your smile grew till it reached your eyes. The way Guy loved you was something out of fairy tales; it never existed. Or it wasn't supposed to, at least. Yet here he was, doting on you and making you feel like the prettiest, most lovable person in the world. All your faults and insecurities only made him want to worship you more. The truth is he didn't want to date someone who was just like him.
He wanted you.
"I am. I just hope they like me." He chuckled at that; they would indeed like you. What wasn't there to like? Your aura was soft and kind, and being around you put people into a calm state. But it was your heart that he loved the most.
The bar door opened, and Guy let you in first before swiftly following close behind. Your eyes scanned the room, taking in all of the Shinobi drinking and laughing. You felt very out of place.
Guy noticed your uncomfortable shifting and wrapped an arm around your waist. He yanked you into his side, and you breathed a sigh of relief as you leaned on him for support. "Kakashi!" You jumped at his booming voice but covered it with a wave toward the white-haired man. "Kakashi. This delectable beautiful little thing is Y/n... Y/n, this is my friend and old rival Kakashi."
"Nice to meet you," You said sweetly as you extended your hand. Kakashi smiled kindly before shooting a look toward Guy. He did it quickly, but you still caught it. It caused your stomach to churn. Kakashi took your hand before softly shaking it. "It's very nice to meet you. When Guy told me he was dating someone, I thought it was a joke."
Your smile faltered a bit. That comment, mixed with the look, told you that you weren't the type of girl they expected to be beside Guy. And it's not like you were stupid. You knew this. Guy glared at the other man but quickly covered it with a smile and a laugh. "Oh, you're so funny, Kakashi. Well. I'm going to go introduce her to the rest of the group!"
One by one, you met every single Shinobi in that bar. And every single one of them left you feeling sick to your stomach. They all did the same thing Kakashi did.
You truly weren't the type of person they expected to be with Guy...
Guy took note of this. He was always so attuned to your emotions, even if you didn't outright show them. He hoped that showing you off would make you feel more comfortable around his 'family,' but he was starting to see the error in his judgment.
The more your light started to fade, the antsier Guy grew. But it only took one comment from Genma to make him snap. "Will you excuse us, Genma? I need to get a breath of fresh air!"
You frowned at Genmas comment and Guy's reaction; what was it with these other men?! Why were they all so cruel while he was so sweet? You let Guy pull you out of the bar, having quite enough of these men for one lifetime. Guy dropped his smile as you both burst out of the door, "I have no idea why they were like that. I apologize-"
"Maybe they're right," you blurted out. Your arms crossed over your chest as you looked at Guy expectantly. What was his angle exactly? Was he genuinely different, or was he just like them?
His eyebrows furrowed together in confusion, "They aren't, though-"
"I mean. Come on..." you stated finally, hoping you'd get your point across. Rolling your eyes, you motioned between the two of you, "Come on, Guy. I'm clearly not the girl you deserve. I'm definitely not the one you should end up with."
The pain that shot across his face made you wish you had just stayed silent. It wasn't that you didn't want to be with him. You were just wounded by what happened mere minutes ago. "Take those words back" His voice was low and angry; you knew he wasn't mad at you, but it caused you to quiet down anyway. You pursed your lips and looked at your feet. Embarrassment creeping up your neck as he quietly seethed in front of you. "Guy-"
Your head was angled up as Guy shoved his lips harshly onto yours. His warm hands cupped your cheeks softly, making you moan into him. How was he so fast?! Your fingers gripped his jacket as you let your body melt into his. One of his hands traveled down to your waist before it rested gently on your hip. When you began to pull away for air, he grumbled in displeasure and yanked you into his body again. He was a mixture between sweet and spice. Good and evil.
Soft and strong.
You pulled back again, but this time, he let you. "Whoa... Uh," you laughed out awkwardly as you realized some of the Shinobi, including Kakashi, had come out to leave and had seen the display of affection. "Aren't you embarrassed to be with me?" You whispered up at Guy as you shied into his body, hoping he could block you from the prying eyes of his friends. He smirked at your question; if only you knew how whipped he was for you. Maybe then you'd understand that nothing else mattered. "You don't know how much I love ya do you?" He breathed out, his smile reaching his eyes as he soothingly moved his thumb against your hip. "No... Not really- Oh!" Guy cut you off, yanking you once more into him.
"Baby. I'd kiss the ground you walk on if you asked me to."
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pillow-anime-infos · 2 years
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naruto masterlist {team guy ver.}
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MIGHT GUY
soon
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ROCK LEE
soon
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NEJI HYUUGA
soon
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TENTEN
soon
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newvision · 4 months
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Will answering “part of me will always want to” when Jack asks him if he’ll slip away with Hannibal is actually an insane thing to say cause at any other point during the show before that episode Jack would not have wanted Will to get this close to Hannibal. But now he needs him to!!!!!!!!!!!!! So he is forced to accept the part of Will that is fascinated by the very reason Hannibal is supposed to go to prison, his cruelty & violence, and therefore also that part of Hannibal. Will might as well have said “I wanna eat people with this guy and that’s the very reason why you need me to help you”. And the next scene is him being petty and jealous towards Hannibal’s wife. How did Jack not quit after one single day of working this case
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potatobugz · 5 months
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dugon my friend my buddy my pal
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temeyes · 28 days
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met my godson for the first time yesterday, and he shares a name with a certain character,,,,
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nikoisme · 20 days
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experimenting with a mordred design :D
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jventureart · 4 months
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Apologies
Gai: It's kind of... Humiliating
Sorry I ever doubted you
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heavqn · 3 months
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soaked, colby brock.
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smut below the cut, x female!reader.
“yeah, you like that?” his voice was raspy, the grip he had on her hair never faltering as he pushed her head into the pillow. the most she could was try and nod, whimpering out a feeble yes in response.
he laughed, snapping his hips sharply then stopping to pull her up by her hair. “didn’t hear an answer baby.” he told her, bringing her back to his chest as he held her in place. “i love it, please, keep going.” she immediately told him, finally being able to breathe since they started.
“that’s my girl.” he kept her up, but started to rut his hips into her. the new position allowed for a new angle which meant colby was hitting all the right spots. she was practically soaking by this point, feeling a mix of her and his fluids trailing down her thigh.
the hand not holding her up found its way down to her clit, rubbing small circles onto the sensitive nub as he picked up his pace. “wanna cum, please.” she moaned, arching in his hold. his cock was hitting that sensitive spot inside her, and him playing with her clit definitely didn’t help.
“nuh-uh, i’m not done with you.” he told her, biting her shoulder lightly before pulling out and flipping her onto her back. “wanna see that gorgeous face when you cum. always look so good.” he told her, inching back into her as he leaned down to kiss her.
when he bottomed out and pulled away from the kiss, she was already out of breath. colby could last for hours if he wanted but she had her limits. despite how much she loved colby and his cock, she didn’t have nearly as much stamina as he did. so him prolonging her orgasm for at least two rounds was the least she could do for him.
he picked up his pace quickly, hips snapping quickly. the sound of his skin hitting hers was deafening, but her moans were louder. he was groaning above her, feeling himself getting closer to cumming. he grabbed her calf, lifting her leg up to set it on her shoulder.
the new angle made her release a high moan, an almost angelic sound to colby. “god, please. ‘m so close.” she whined, slightly pushing her hips into his the best she could, trying to keep up with his pace.
“come on baby, wanna see you cum.” he encouraged her, never slowing down as he watched her desperately rub at her clit to try and get to that high she craved. “oh, fuck fuck.” she moaned out, back arching as she came.
“yeah, there she is. always so pretty when you cum baby.” he praised her. his pace faltered, hips stuttering as he felt himself about to finish. “want it in me, colbs. please.” she begged, still moaning from the sensitivity she was feeling.
“whatever you want honey.” he told her, leaning closer to her as he came. “fuck, baby. did so good.” he smiled down at her, giving her cheek a small pat as he spoke. “mm, maybe we can go again?” she offered, wrapping her arms around his shoulders to pull him closer. “yeah?” she nodded, smiling up at him. he laughed, no words needed as he pulled out and immediately went down between her thighs.
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wormtime123 · 5 months
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thinking hard. about last life grian saying about etho “he has no loyalty to you, he’s just immediately teamed up with the next guy that’s come along. if he loved you why didn’t he give you a life" and secret life etho saying about grian “he had to move on with his life, what was he supposed to do, mourn the whole time?" both projecting their own reasonings for ‘abandoning’ certain alliances when they turned south. these two being teamed and staying loyal until the end. can anyone hear me
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adrift-in-thyme · 6 months
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Obsessed with Four being slightly maniacal about his powers
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mobius-m-mobius · 6 months
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Lokius in Loki 2x04 - “Heart of the TVA”
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stormcallart · 1 year
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he likes it
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just-null-cult · 1 month
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jay u NEED to draw more ino
PLS I BEG YOU HES SO HGHGHGH IN YOUR STYLE...
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he's pretty cute!
even his underlying jealousy is pretty cute in how he asks because he goes right back to wanting to know everything about you and your day!
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tootiecakes234 · 6 months
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You ask Katsuki if he’d love you if you were a worm.
“No, I’d use you as bait and catch a fish to cook up. That way you can go out being useful”
“I want a divorce”
“We aren’t married and even if we were… no”
Don’t ask this man hypotheticals unless you want your feelings hurt🥴
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struniolos · 5 months
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wish you were sober! pt. 2
“save me 'til the party is over.”
chris sturniolo x fem! reader.
synopsis: when reader is overwhelmed at a party & finds herself in unlikely company. (no fame au.) this is the second part, you can find the first part here.
warnings: smut, literally pure filth. minors do not interact. also unprotected sex, don’t try this at home kids! don’t be silly wrap your willy!
the music in the background becomes a soft lull of bass, as your ears almost completely tune it out. you fully let yourself transport into another world. your lips move in tandem with chris’ as your hand snakes up his shirt to feel his warm skin, your fingers tangled in loops of his soft hair. he’s breathing heavier now, puffing hot air into your lungs. you breathe him in, sucking his tongue and moaning as you feel him snake a hand to your butt, gripping it hard.
you find yourself unable to possibly get any closer to him, wanting to jump out of your skin into his if it was possible. your cheeks are burning, the cool breeze wafting through the slightly cracked window not seeming to help. his hips start to slowly roll into you, both his hands now coming up to cup your cheeks as he kisses you deep.
“i want to taste you.” chris whispers into your mouth between kisses, your foreheads bumping together.
you feel your pussy throb at the thought of him devouring you, his head between your legs. you nod, biting your lips as you help him hoist you up onto the bench top, your back leaning against the mirror. his eyes were a darker blue than you remember, swirling with lust. chris pushes your skirt up, revealing your panties that constricted your soaked pussy. a wet patch lay at your folds, and you feel a flush of shame wash over your body, and you cover your face with your hands.
“don’t be embarrassed.” he tells you, “it’s actually kinda hot.”
“oh.” you grin, lowering your hands.
“can i?” he asks, running his palms up your thighs.
you nod. “please.”
chris pulls your panties down to your ankles, and pushes your legs apart softly. you feel so exposed, the air coming in contact with your sex making you shudder. he begins peppering kisses over your inner thighs and pelvis, everywhere but where you needed him. you squirm impatiently, and he raises an eyebrow.
“relax.” he says softly, as he runs a finger down your folds to collect your slick.
seemingly testing the waters, he flattens his hot tongue against your pussy, licking a long stripe. you throw your head back against the mirror, letting out a pathetic whimper. chris uses his thumbs to pry you open, nuzzling his nose to your clit as he begins his assault on your starved pussy.
he was encased in your legs, his arms looped under your thighs and coming around to hold your lower stomach. one hand began to rub your sensitive bud in slow circles while the other held you open for him to dive his tongue in and out of your opening. you swear you saw stars, as he tongue fucked you. he dipped it in and out, collecting your juices and muffling his moans. you were a mess, moaning and squirming in his arms. his hand on your lower belly held you in place, as his finger left your clit and sunk into your walls.
“oh god!” you yelp, your hand quickly gripping onto a tuft of his hair.
chris pushed your thighs up so that they pressed against your stomach, folding you in half. he pumped his finger in and out of your leaking hole as he nuzzles his face into your pussy. you whimper and cry as his pace is relentless, feeling your orgasm building up in your lower stomach. you were embarrassed at how quickly you were going to finish, but you couldn’t help it, the way he had managed to work you up in such little time amazed you.
“chris i’m- oh!” you cry, feeling yourself convulse around his fingers as he helps you ride out the wave of your orgasm. your legs quiver in his grip, as he gives your pussy one last lick, soaking up your wetness.
as chris lowers your legs back down gently, you meet eye to eye with him. he swallows as he catches his breath, his hair mussed and lips glossy and puffed. you pull him in for a deep kiss, not caring that you could taste yourself on his tongue. he tosses his shirt off in one swift movement, and you quickly do the same- only leaving you in a bra and your skirt. he palmed your breasts, his whole hand encasing each one as he squeezed. you wrapped your arms around his neck tightly, unsure if you were able to possibly pull him any closer.
you begin to palm his crotch, feeling his rock hard heat, but he stops you.
“you don’t have to.” he tells you breathlessly, his hands swiping down your cheeks to rest on your neck, his thumps at your lips.
you kiss the pads of them, “i want to.”
his tongue wets his lips, a devilishly handsome smirk adoring his face. no other words were needed. you take his thumb into your mouth, letting it rest on your hot tongue as you suck it briefly before letting go with a pop. chris’ eyes are fixed on you, mesmerised. he wastes no time in assisting you to undo and pull down his shorts, both of your hands fumbling together desperately. his shorts pool at his ankles, his cock visibly strained in his boxers.
you bite your lip as you feel your mouth water at the sight of him. you have never been so turned on in your life. you swap places, so chris leans against the counter, his chest slightly flushed as well as his cheeks and the tips of his ears that are peaking from under his hair. he stares at you with lidded eyes as you kneel, in direct eyeline with his boxers.
quickly and albeit a little awkwardly, you pull his boxers down to his thighs to reveal his weeping cock. it slaps up against his lower stomach, and your eyes go wide. god, he was beautiful everywhere. hesitantly, you grab his cock in your hand, feeling the weight and warmth. your mouth kisses the tip as your eyes look up to lock with his. he hisses, the look in his darkened blue eyes nothing short of pleading.
you slowly sink your mouth down his shaft, try to swallow as much of him as you could. realising just how inexperienced you were, you grabbed with your hand whatever you couldn’t get to. you felt a strange pleasure in the feeling of him hitting the back of your throat as hot tears began to prick your eyes. he breathed out gruffly, his hand running through your hair to push it out of your face. there was nowhere to hide now.
you suck him up and down slowly but deeply, lingering at his tip once you’d get there. you use his precum and your saliva as lube, pistoning your mouth up and down his shaft. you try your best to nuzzle your nose at his lower stomach, swallowing him whole, but you only last a few seconds before having to pull yourself back. you cough, and he lets out a primal groan.
“fuck.” chris groans, throwing his head back. “that felt so good.”
you look up at him, batting your lashes. “you liked that?”
“yeah.” he smiled, running his pointer finger over your jaw and eventually coming to hold your chin. “is it okay if i guide you?”
“mhm.” you hum, grinning wide, knowing it means he wants to use you as a toy and fuck your throat.
wanting to please him, you take a deep breath and open your mouth wider and take as much of him as you can, feeling him hit the back of your throat. he grabs the sides of your head, guiding you up and down his length. his pace quickens, starting to thrust into your mouth as you gargle on your saliva, his cock hitting the back of your throat. you clench your inner thighs together, wetness gathering at your folds.
“fuck, i’m not going to last much longer.” he warns, as he pulls you off of him, saliva running down your chin and dripping to your chest. it was filthy.
“then fuck me already.” you growl, grinning wide and feeling a surge of confidence through your body.
he helps you to your feet, embracing you in a hot kiss full of teeth and tongue. he grabs your hips and hoists you up onto the counter once more, flicking your skirt up. his dick was rock hard, seeping with precum. you pressed your foreheads together, as you wrapped your legs around his waist to pull him in closer.
“i don’t have a condom.” he tells you, as you begin to kiss down his neck.
“i don’t care.” you whisper against bod hot skin, just wanting him inside you already. it pained you to think you had to wait a second longer. he nods, seemingly convinced enough- you imagined his mind was blurred with only thoughts of sex just as yours was.
it was all so out of character for you, so foreign- but it was as if he awoken something deep inside of you that you’d struggle to tame.
you uncoil your bra, freeing your breasts. chris dives down to kiss them, holding them together and bouncing them. you moaned, lolling your head back. he sucked on each, licking and biting your rock hard nipples.
“even better than i imagined.” he says, palming and squeezing them.
“you were thinking about my tits?” you laugh, running a hand through his hair.
“well, yeah.” he chuckled, shrugging.
chris began to line up with your entrance, pumping himself lazily. his eyes locked with yours, biting his swollen lips. “make sure you tell me if anything doesn’t feel good or whatever, okay?”
spoken like a true gentlemen. you laugh at his nonchalant nature. “i will.”
he begins to sink the tip into your tight walls, and you hiss at the pressure. he looks at you worriedly, but you shake your head.
“sorry, it’s um…been a while.” you confess shyly.
chris smiles, ducking his head. “me too.”
relief washes over you, feeling a little less like a loser. he continued to push into you, and the slight pain begins to fade away as pleasure takes over. you leaned your foreheads together, breathing heavily as you adjusted to his size. you could see his freckles now, lightly spattered over his nose and cheeks- you imagined they became more visible in the summer.
you begin to nod, urging him onwards. chris grand your waist gently, not too hard, using it as leverage as he began to thrust in and out of you at a leisurely pace.
your jaw falls slack at the feeling, a guttural moan escaping you. you snake your arms around his neck, pulling him in closer as he continued to thrust into you. you felt like a snake constricting it prey before it killed it. something primal in you was emerging.
“fuck.” chris groaned, his head falling to your shoulder. “you’re so tight.”
his thrusts only became more harsh, his pace not increasing but the roughness. it felt so ridiculous good you thought you’d pass out. your hips snapped together, his fingers digging into the flesh of your waist as he began to grunt at each thrust. you were sure you could get off just from hearing the pretty noises he would make in your ear.
it was passionate, not too tough or greedy- he wasn’t only trying to chase his own pleasure. he began thumbing your clit, and you moaned into his mouth, kissing him deeply. he was inside of you so deep you could feel him in your belly, his balls slapping against you. without notice, he pulled out of you, and you almost cried at the loss of contact.
“i’m gonna turn y’round.” he whispers, giving you a firm kiss before spinning you around. you rested your weight on your forearms, and poked your butt out for him to admire. you could see in the foggy reflection of the mirror the way he was looking at you, and it made your pussy flutter.
you yelped in pleasure as he thrust back into you without warning, bottoming out. he moaned messily as he gripped your waist with one hand and palmed your ass with the other. he began thrusting into your harder now, moaning filthily as his mouth hung open.
“faster, please.” you begged, a crying, sweaty mess.
“okay, pretty girl.” he purred, as he began to pump into you harshly, his pace quickening. he pound into you, your walls tightening around him as you felt your orgasm building once more. he lifted you up so your back was to his chest, bodies flush. he snaked an arm around your neck to hold you in place. chris fucked into you mercilessly, as you whimpered and cried for him to go faster, faster as you watched him fuck you through the mirror.
it was hot and filthy, sweat beading at your forehead and a light sheen covering your body. he thrust into you so hard you could barely speak- all you could do was whimper and cry.
“you look so pretty when you make those noises for me.” he praised, thrusting deep inside of you.
“oh god! i’m coming- fuck!” you cried, as you collapsed back onto your forearms, beginning to see stars once more. white hot light flashed around you, as your body shook rapidly as your orgasm took over. chris fucked you through it, your sensitive walls convulsing around him. you could feel he was about to finish, too.
“fuck.” he groaned, as his hips began to jerk. he quickly pulled himself out of you, and you watched in the mirror as he pumped his come all over your back (and probably your skirt).
you felt the sticky hot liquid coat you, and you smiled in satisfaction. he crept over your body to kiss your sweaty cheek. “let me clean you up.”
chris grabbed a bundle of toilet paper and ran it under the tap briefly. he wiped his mess from your skin, as you were collapsed into a heap against the counter, completely satisfied. like you were a hungry animal that had been a fed.
“sorry i um…i tried.” he laughs, pointing to your back.
“it’s okay, i appreciate the effort.” you smile, turning around to give him a slow, sultry kiss.
you pull apart from each other, now face to face once more, still both completely naked (save your skirt). he looked at you so sweetly, like he hadn’t just done the most filthy, vile things to your body. his hair was a mess, his cheeks and chest still flushed and lips puffy. he wasn’t real, you were convinced.
you both got dressed in silence, the weight of the situation starting to come into affect. you couldn’t believe what you’d done, it was so not like you- to not only hook up with someone at a party but someone like chris sturniolo? it was insane. at highschool you never would’ve thought you’d have a chance with him.
“so um, what now?” chris said, snapping you out of your daydream.
you looked over at him, his singlet sticking to his body and muscles taught and sweaty.
“i guess we go down stairs and act like nothing happened.” you shrug, saddened by the thought but knowing it was what would usually happen in these situations.
“or, we could go somewhere else?” chris suggested, zipping his shorts back up.
your heart fluttered, and you swore you felt it skip two beats. “somewhere else?”
he nods, grabbing your hand. “you could come back to my house, matt wouldn’t mind. the van has plenty of room.”
“okay.” you smile giddily. you couldn’t believe this was happening, there was no way this beautiful man wanted to spend more time with you.
chris tucks a hair behind your ear. “what d’you say?”
“why not.” you shrug, trying to act nonchalant as you thread your fingers through his to hold onto his hand tighter.
you and chris quickly make your way down the stairs, hand in hand, as he drags you through the thick crowd of drunk and high twenty-somethings, the music so loud you could feel it in your throat. never had you felt so alive.
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secondbeatsongs · 9 months
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it's so funny trying to talk to people about Speed Racer (2008), because it's like...what if there was a guy who drove a car so well that he defeated capitalism
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