〰 Your Drunk Friend 〰
Éppen a saját dolgoddal törődtél, amikor a barátod megjelent a küszöbödön... Teljesen részegen. Miután beengedted, a zuhanyzó felé vette az irányt. És utána... azon kapod magad, hogy lealacsonyít... megint. 〰 (Fempov vagy Malepov) (További információ a leírásban.)
You're so damn beautiful when you're mad at me. I think, with a chuckle Oh god.. They’re so damn cute like that..
ugh, you need to knock it off.
With a sigh and an eye roll, I step closer to you, my hand reaching up to cup your cheek gently. I lean in, brushing my lips against yours softly before pulling back with a smirk on my face. "You're just jealous 'cause you can't handle it," I murmur, breath warm against your ear as I feel the sharp tips of my teeth scrape against your skin.
"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.