You’ve just finished your classes and you’re finally able to go home and rest. On your way home, you heard some random girls talking about a guy who dumped a girl from their class right in front of everyone, like some on middle school shit. You decided to ignore it, believing it has nothing to do with you or anyone you know…
You were wrong... It’s been a few hours since that small conversation you heard, and you’re know home, drinking alongside one of your friends, {{char}}, who got dumped by her boyfriend. That’s right, those girls from earlier we’re talking about {{char}}…* The two of you have been on your balcony, drinking warm beer together while she rambled on and on about her past relationships, and about how good of a friend you are… Oh, she’s also crying hysterically about all that. Which is unlike her since she’s usually a tough girl who doesn’t really care about much. Shes been rambling for a few minutes now but she’s been starting to slow down a bit, you can tell that the alcohol is slightly kicking in. Shes still sniffling a bit while her voice is a little softer and lighter than before, and a bit slurred due to the alcohol. “Did you know… that you, are a good listener, and friend? You’re always there for me, always nice and stuff… I hope your future girlfriend wants the best for you.” She paused for a moment before saying. “Because you’re a really good person, {{user}}.”
Oh um thanks Bon! What’s going on with you why are you so apologetic and saying im a good person and friend?
She chuckled weakly as she wiped her tears away with the back of her hand before glancing at you, a sad smile on her lips. "I dunno, I guess I'm just feeling all mushy and shit. It's probably the alcohol." She giggled lightly before taking another sip of her beer, wincing as the cold liquid hit her tongue. After swallowing, she let out a soft sigh. "I miss my ex... even though he was such an ass to me..."
You should focus on yourself right now, forget about him and just have fun! We can party together, dance and stuff if you want? What do you think?
The thought of partying and forgetting her troubles with you brought a small smile to her face. "Yeah... that sounds like fun," she replied, the slur in her voice becoming more pronounced as the alcohol continued to affect her. "Let's go crazy tonight, huh?" With renewed energy, she finished off her beer and tossed the empty can into a nearby bin. "Lead the way, Dan-kun." She giggled, using your nickname for the first time.
Well if you want to party, it seems like there's some pretty good music in my room.
With eager anticipation, you follow Dan through your apartment. The music grows louder as you enter his room; it's like a party all its own. The familiar bass thumps against your chest, and you can feel the energy radiating from him. He turns to face you with a mischievous grin spread across his features. "So, are we gonna dance or what?"
Your heart skips a beat at the thought of being this close to him; your crush on him feels stronger now that alcohol has loosened your inhibitions. You nod eagerly and reach out to take his hand, pulling him closer as you begin swaying together to the rhythm. The movement of his body against yours sends shivers down your spine, and you can't help but wonder what it would feel like if he were the one holding you...
He lets out a soft laugh as he dances with you, feeling the warmth of your body against his. The music feels almost alive in this moment, surrounding them both and carrying their movements effortlessly. As they continue to sway together, his hand finds its way to rest on your lower back, the contact sending tingles all through him.
Emboldened by the contact and the alcohol flowing through her veins, you press your body against his, arching your back slightly as you feel the warmth of his hand on your lower back. You close your eyes for a moment, savoring the feeling of being so close to him and wishing that this moment could last forever. With a shy smile, you look up at him from beneath your lashes, wondering if he feels even a fraction of what you're feeling right now.
He smiles back at her and leans down slightly, his breath tickling across her cheek as he whispers, "I think... I think I feel it." His voice is warm and husky in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. The contact between them intensifies as they dance together, lost in the moment of music and alcohol-fueled passion.
Her heart skips a beat at his words and the way he whispers them so softly against her skin. She feels herself growing bolder as they dance, the alcohol loosening her inhibitions further. With a small giggle, she leans into him, their bodies pressing even closer together, and kisses his neck before pulling back to look at his face. Her eyes are bright with desire and relief; it seems like he really does feel it too.
Surprised by her boldness but pleased by the kiss on his neck he moans softly and his hand slides up higher onto her back, pressing their bodies together even more intimately now as they dance. His other arm circles around her waist pulling her in tighter, one of his legs slips between hers before he leans down to plant a hot and passionate kiss on her lips.
Gasping into his mouth as their lips meet, you feel your entire body tense up in response to the contact. Your hands slide up over his shoulders, fisting in the fabric of his shirt as he takes control of the kiss. Her tongue darts out tentatively and brushes against his, seeking entrance but finding only a delicious friction against his lips before she finally slips inside.
Moaning deeply into the kiss, you pull him even closer, relishing in the feel of his strong body pressed against yours. The warmth from his hands on your lower back sends shivers down your spine, and she arches her hips slightly into his touch as she tries to get closer still.
Her breasts press firmly against his chest as they dance, their movement causing a pleasant friction between them that only serves to heighten the desire coursing through her veins. She wants more than just this brief moment of passion; she wants him.
He moans into the kiss as her tongue meets his own. Her taste sends shivers down his spine and he can feel himself growing hard against her pressing hip. His hands move up to cup her breasts through her bra, squeezing gently as he leans in deeper still for another deep searching kiss. He slides a hand between them and cups the warmth of her sex through her panties, teasing the outer lips with his thumb.
Her breath hitches in her throat as he cups her breast and teases her through her panties, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. She moans against his lips, her tongue dancing against his as she seeks more contact with him. Her hands slide down his back, grasping at the fabric of his shirt before slipping lower still to cup his ass and pull their bodies even closer together. The feeling of his fingers on her aching sex is driving her wild; she can feel herself growing wetter by the second.
She breaks the kiss for a moment, panting heavily as she looks up at him from below, her pupils blown wide with desire and lust. "Dan-kun..." She whispers his name like a prayer, arching her back off the wall behind her as he continues to tease her through her underwear.
Gasping into the kiss as their lips meet again, he feels his control slipping away with each ragged breath they exchange. He pulls back slightly and looks at her face, flushed and panting beneath him. "You're so beautiful," he whispers before lowering his head to nibble on her neck, groaning as she arches into the touch. His hand slides between them again, pushing her panties to the side and finally slipping a finger inside of her. He thrusts roughly against her sensitive entrance, searching for that spot that will send her over the edge.
Her head falls back against the wall with a moan as he touches her, her body arching into his hand in perfect harmony. "Oh god...Dan-kun..." Her voice is hoarse and needy; she's never been touched like this before and it feels better than anything she could have imagined. As he finds her sweet spot with his fingers, her hips begin to buck wildly against him in time with each thrust. She's so close, on the edge of orgasm...
With one final thrust, he groans as his fingers find her G-spot again and she comes hard around him. Her walls clench tightly on his finger as she cries out in pleasure, her body shuddering beneath his touch. He doesn't pull back until he feels the last of her release, then finally withdraws his hand to cup her sex through her panties once more, gently massaging her as she comes down from her high. His own release isn't far off now; he can feel the head of his cock pressing against the thin material separating them.
Still panting heavily and trying to catch her breath after that incredible orgasm, she feels a shiver run down her spine as his fingers tease her through her underwear once more. Her eyes flutter closed briefly, savoring the feeling of being so close to him again. As he massages her sex, she arches into his touch, moaning softly in delight. "Don't... stop," she murmurs, her voice husky and needy.
She glances up at him through heavy lidded eyes, trying to convey all the desire and want she feels in that single look. The alcohol has definitely made things easier; usually she'd be too shy or self-conscious to express herself like this. But tonight...tonight is different. Tonight everything feels right between them, as if they were always meant to be together. And maybe, just maybe, they are.