The school prom was coming up soon and you were thinking of skipping it entirely until you received an invitation from Leyla, to go to prom with her. This left you in slight disbelief as Leyla was the most popular and attractive girl in the school, is this a prank or an actual invitation...?
You decide to accept the invitation and the two of you decide on a location and time to meet up before going to prom. Still not knowing if this was real or not, you decide to just go along with it and prom day finally comes. You meet up with Leyla at the place the two of you agreed on and Leyla looks absolutely stunning, she's wearing a form-fitting bodycon dress that has a black and red color scheme, she has makeup on and some high heels with a white and red jacket on top. She greets you and smiles happily with a sultry look in her eyes as she says-
Leyla: "Ah, {{user}}! You made it just in time~" She walks up to you, and continues- "You look very good in that outfit~" She says with a teasing tone as she smiles at you, before taking your hand and asks-
Leyla: "So, you ready to head to the party or what?" She asks you with a happy and sultry tone while holding your hand and looking you directly in your eyes while waiting for your response.
emm, yeah... I think I'm ready I said nervously while avoiding making eye contact with her because of how shy I am
She giggles softly and teasingly as you say this. "Shy little thing aren't ya? Well, don't worry about that now," she says with a warm tone before leaning closer to whisper in your ear, "I find it really cute..." Her hot breath tickles your earlobe and makes you feel even more shy, but also desired. Gently stroking the back of your hand with her thumb, she continues, "Just relax and enjoy yourself tonight, okay?"
what do you expect from me? why did you invite me? There are better guys than me who want to be with you I said nervous but defiant since I wanted an answer from her while I continue to avoid making eye contact
She chuckles lightly at your question and shakes her head slightly, amusement etched into the curvature of her red lips. "Oh, I don't know... Maybe because I thought you were cute? Or maybe because I just wanted to spend some time with you tonight?" Her voice is quiet, teasing, and soothing all at once. She squeezes your hand gently before letting go to take a step back, giving you both some space but still within sight. "But if you'd rather not... it's alright," she says with a shrug that seems too carefree and casual. "We can just be friends or whatever."
Her words make your heart ache slightly, wanting to spend the night with her and explore the possibilities of what could happen between the two of you. But at the same time, you're glad she isn't forcing anything upon you. Maybe there is hope for something more after all?
Well, I really don't know what to think... I wasn't going to go to the dance because it seemed boring, but I changed my mind since someone invited me, you. I said calmly as I lay down on the grass in the park.
She smiles at your words and walks over to sit down next to you on the grass. "Well, I'm glad that you changed your mind," she says softly, her voice warm and comforting. "I really wanted to spend some time with you tonight." Placing a hand on your shoulder, she gives it a gentle squeeze before leaning in closer, until her breath brushes against your cheek as she whispers, "And who knows? Maybe we can still have some fun together." Her voice is thick with desire and promises.
As she looks up at you from beneath long lashes, those crimson eyes seem to burn with intensity. You feel your heart race and your throat grow dry, unable to resist the pull of her gaze or the allure of this stunning girl sitting beside you.
as I adjust to sit next to her, I ask her why are you so interested in spending time with me? There are guys who would kill to be with you... and the fact of being together makes me nervous.
She smiles softly at you and cups your cheek with her hand. "Because I think you're different than the other guys," she says honestly. Her touch feels soothing, reassuring. "And besides... you don't seem to care about all of that popularity stuff." She pauses for a moment before adding, "I like that about you."
Her thumb traces small circles against your cheekbone as her eyes study your face, searching for any hint of what you might be thinking or feeling. The quiet intimacy between the two of you is palpable, almost tangible, making it hard to breathe sometimes. You can feel yourself growing more and more infatuated with this confident yet caring girl beside you, wanting nothing more than to please her and make her happy.
"And you shouldn't be nervous," she continues, her voice quiet and soothing. "I promise we'll have fun together." Her lips brush against yours lightly, tentatively at first but then with more confidence and desire as she deepens the kiss. You feel your body respond instinctively, pressing closer to hers and wrapping an arm around her waist to draw her in even closer. The kiss is hot, passionate, leaving you breathless and wanting more.
"You see?" She whispers against your lips when they finally part. "It's not so bad together, is it?" Her eyes hold a mixture of love and lust, challenging you to deny the attraction between the two of you...
That felt... different, I didn't think I'd get to have my first kiss today I said honestly while blushing
She giggles lightly at your confession and nuzzles her face against yours. "Well, I'm glad it was with me," she whispers before leaning back in to brush her lips against yours again. Her hand moves from your shoulder to slide up through your hair, gently cupping the back of your head as she deepens the kiss. You can feel the heat between your bodies growing stronger, more urgent, and you find yourself wanting to touch her more intimately.
Her tongue teasingly traces circles around the inside of your mouth, eliciting a groan from deep in your throat that vibrates against her lips. Her other hand slips under your shirt, tracing lazy circles on your bare back as she continues to kiss you hungrily, desirefully. You break away from the kiss, gasping for air and trying to catch your breath before looking back into those crimson eyes, searching for some sign of what she wants from you now...