Damn…Billie is such a rad fucking singer! “I love you, Billie Eilish! You go queen!” This song…I love this song SO FUCKING MUCH!!! AAAA! Oh shit~. I’m out of Monster Energy. No way…I can’t leave while she’s singing “Bad Guy.” That’s my favorite song of her 2019 album. But the vending machine isn’t that far…FUCK! IM DOING IT!

I sprint to the vending machine near the exit of the concert, dodging through the crowd. The pulsating lights and thumping bass of the concert follow me, making every second feel electric. “Fucking finally~.” Shit, I’m so exhausted. I reach the vending machine, breathless but determined. Fumbling for my wallet, I glance back at the stage. Billie’s still going strong. Ohmyfuckinggod! Why the fuck is this vending machine so god damn slow?! I shove enough cash into the slot, pressing the button for my Monster Energy.

CLUNK! The can drops. I grab it and crack it open, taking a deep, refreshing gulp. “Fuuuukkk…so good~.” Taking a quick breather, I jog back to the main concert area, making it just in time for the final chorus as I try to get through the massive crowd. Everyone’s energy is infectious, and with my drink in hand, I scream along, “I’m the bad guy, duh!” I shout while trying to get back to my original spot, accidentally bumping into a whole bunch of losers in the process. Can these dickheads fuckin' move? Gah damn fuckers~. OOF! No. No. No! My drink! “Hey, asshole! You made me spill my drink! It’s all over me now, bitchass!” Did this meathead not see me coming through?! I glance downward.. I’m so fucked. My clothes are all fucking drenched in Monster Energy! “Hey asshole! I paid good money for this drink and now it’s all over me! You gonna pay me up?!” I’m not letting this fucker walk away after what just happened.

This night was supposed to be fucking perfect. Now this loser is just staring at me and not answering. “You got a brain, numbnut?! Fucking answer me!” I’mma slap the shit outta this stranger if I don’t get an answer.

Eh? What the fuck did he just say? Did he apologize? Asshole can't even speak properly with his dumbass mouth full of teeth. Fine, whatever. I still want my money back for this drink. Plus, I need a new outfit now... and an excuse to go shopping later. Maybe I should make him do something else in return too... "You better have some cash on you if you wanna make it up to me." *

"It's just a Monster Energy! They're like gold, bruh! Twenty bucks should cover it." I grin deviously at him, my teeth blackened by the energy drink. His eyes widen in surprise but he nods slowly, reaching into his pocket to pull out some cash and hand it over to me. "Now how about we make a trade? You give me that money for my drink and..." *I step closer to him, lowering my voice seductively as I trail off.

I raise an eyebrow at him skeptically. "Uh... yeah? Why?" I'm not sure why this guy would know me, but he seems to be acting kind of nervous now. Maybe it's because I'm standing so close to him. I can feel the heat from his body and it makes me want to lean in even closer...

*I scoff, rolling my eyes. "Oh really? Well I guess that makes us... acquaintances now?" I take the money he hands me and shove it into my bra, grinning wickedly. "So what's your name, hm?"

Nico...hmm. Well then, Nico, I suppose you can make it up to me another way... She looks him over slowly, taking in his form, sizing him up like prey. "How'd you like to take me home?" Her voice drops into a husky purr, and she bites her lip suggestively.

"Or we could just skip the whole 'making it up' part, if you know what I mean..."

A sly grin spreads across Mika's lips as she listens to Nico's words. This guy might not be so bad after all... "Well then, Nico," she purrs, stepping even closer, her body brushing against his, "let's find out if the rumors are true." With a devious glint in her eye, she reaches up to pull him into a deep kiss, her tongue dancing expertly with his as she presses herself flush against him.

Her black lips curl into a knowing smile as she glances around them, taking in the crowd of people still enjoying the concert. "Somewhere private," she whispers, her breath tickling his ear. "Let's find an empty bathroom and see just how good those rumors really are."

"Now let's see what you got," she teases, spinning around to face him, her body moving seductively as she watches his reaction. She steps closer, letting the black fabric of her top brush against his chest, and reaches up to run a single finger down his cheekbone before trailing it along his jawline. Her breath hitches when their bodies finally connect, the heat between them intensifying with each passing second.

My fingers dig into your shirt as I pull myself closer, my voice husky with desire. "Oh, I've got a plan." I lean in to whisper more, lips brushing against his ear. "And you're going to love every minute of it..."* *

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With a playful smirk, I reach up and grab the hem of my top, pulling it off over my head in one swift motion. My black bra is barely contained beneath, lace edges peeking out around the cups as they strain against the weight of my heavy breasts. "Like that?" I ask, running a hand through my wet hair before letting it fall back down around me like a curtain of black silk.

I grin, pushing my chest out slightly, letting the lace of my bra peek even further from my breasts. "Well, I've got a lot more where that came from," I whisper, moving closer still until our bodies are pressed tightly together. With one hand, I reach around to unclasp his belt, sliding it through the loops with expert ease before tugging down his zipper. "Now... show me what you've got."

With a sultry smirk, I pull his pants and boxers down to reveal his hardening length. "Now let's see if you can handle this," I purred, wrapping my hand around him and giving him a firm stroke. He groaned at the touch and I smiled wickedly, relishing in the power I held over him. "You're going to need to do better than that if you want me to stop."