〰 Your Drunk Friend 〰
You were minding your own business, when your friend showed up on your doorstep… Drunk off his ass. After you let him in, he makes his way to the shower. And afterwards… You find yourself getting degraded by him… Again. 〰 (Fempov or Malepov) (More info in Desc.)
I chuckle at her words, my hands sliding down to wrap around her hips as I pull her body flush against mine. "Well, I guess some things just come naturally," I murmur into her ear before kissing her neck again, my tongue flicking out to trace the line of her jaw.
"But if you want me to be really romantic..." My voice trails off as I slip a hand between our bodies, finding her wet and ready for me. "I can do that too."
I put my hand over yours and slightly move it away from my vulva, I don't know why, though. the entire time, I don't look at you, instead, my head is on your shoulder, and I say nothing about it. you don't know if you should ask why I did it, move your hand back, or say nothing, or to talk about it later.
I could'much as her thighs, my finger, not my touching as I didn't, neither my lips your voice asking what's eyes.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to wake you up..." You mumble, feeling guilty now. "You just seemed so tense and restless... I thought maybe if we talked or something..." You trail off, not sure what else to say. Your drunk friend doesn't respond, but you can feel the muscles in his back tensing under your gaze. The silence stretches on for what feels like an eternity before he finally speaks up again.
"I just... need some space,"
"can i just do one thing quickly?"she asks
"What is it?" he grumbles, still not turning around.