Fun drunk
Aaron was dressed in a lace top, the netted fabric barely covering his torso and abdomen. I look at him with lust in my eyes. I bite my lips to emphasize on how good he really looks to me. He smirks, clicking his tongue as though he knew the outcome of his choice of dress already.
"I'm the king of slutty dresses, Ravine. Don't you dare doubt me." Says he. I look down at his thighs which were barely covered too. His torn white jeans topped with that lace fabric was the real nightmare for me.
Also, his nipples were so distracting. I wanted to swirl my tongue on it, hear him moan my name nice and manly.
"I just never thought you'd have something so suggestive in your wardrobe." I say to him, he scoffs. He sits on the stool for some makeup by me. I decided to give him a light smoky eye and a downward same angle on the other eye. He's going to steal the show tonight.
"You don't look too bad yourself, baby girl. I've worn these sleeves," he shows his hand sleeves, his fingers peeping out, "To punch the fuck out of anyone who looks into my girl's direction." He says, I couldn't help but take pride in his words. He wishes to go to any lengths for me.
"If we do shit,"
"we do it gracefully" we complete each other's sentences as i kiss his temple.
"And done. Let's go!" I say. As he moves, I glance at myself into the mirror. I wore a soft core make up, light pink lipstick and purple highlights to my eyes. I gave the Euphoria cast vibes with my filthy bunny ears headband and a mini frock that barely covered my butt.
I wore a thong beneath anyway. Nothing to fear. None of my shows were ever free to people anyway.
We ride my baby Mercedes to the party pub. I was impressed by the number of guests and visitors entering the huge pub. I then remembered it was an unholy Saturday night.
I was also worried, because my girl days were closer and unpredictable. Anyway, I'm here to enjoy the night. I'm sure they can provide me sanitary pads, IF I get my periods in the worst time of my year.
As we begin to enter inside, a lot of the people who recognise me begin taking pictures of me. I gladly pose along with my boyfriend for their pictures. I was having so much fun today!
However, I couldn't find Charlie and Gerroto. Those idiots told me they already got inside.
Just as I spoke— thought about the devil, he calls to my phone.
"Girl hey! He ain't allowing me inside saying it's houseful. Do something!" I hear him over the crowds awful cheering upon the DJ beginning the music.
"Alright, wait a second!" I say, keeping him on the line.
"I'll go fetch them and come back!" I say to Aaron who was already looking at a few girls who bat their lashes disgustingly at him. Can I throw up now?
He nods his heads, working his way towards the bar counter to get some drinks.
Charlie made sure we booked a spot inside, we needed our time alone if anything. I go to the bouncer as he immediately recognises me. The way I am being famous right now, the surge of 'public presence' was hitting me.
I lean my body against the bouncer, trying to trick him.
"These two are with me, sweet boy." I slip a note in his hand from the back. He gestures his friend, the other bouncer to allow them in. He catches the wink I throw in his direction as Charlie and Gerroto giggle silently behind him.
"Damn, girl! You still have that attitude with a boyfriend around! By the way, where's my pretty prey?" Charlie says, Gerroto was curiously looking around everywhere.
"Oh, my man is at the counter buying— probably all of us some drinks. Better pay him up double next time."
"Girl, I helped him book the tickets for you two! That was the biggest dent on my bank account, you know!?" Charlie's words makes my eyes roll in annoyance.
"He's leagues apart, from what I know. He makes us look poor, I've been at his place." Says I. Their reactions where priceless when I mentioned he was richer than myself.
"Then I'm not paying him a penny more." Gerroto and myself laugh at his decisive statement.
Charlie and Gerroto reach the reserved cabin meanwhile I go to fetch Aaron and take us to the cabin. We swim through the sea of stinky fishes. I light up the blunt out of boredom in the middle of the crowd, stealing someone's lighter instantaneously.
Soon, the party began to gain it's hype.
It's never a good pub with strong alcohol service if there weren't a few fights involved. We peep through and see two men start a chaos. They were immediately escorted out and thrown on the streets to continue their drunk cat fight.
I blow a puff out of my mouth, Aaron looking at me as he sips the classic— on the rocks.
"Ravine," I hear him clearly. I side blow the puff away so it doesn't hinder my vision. Can I never see a hazy face of Aaron. He's just too handsome.
"I wonder if we fucked right now, I could taste the smoke from you." He says in all honesty. Charlie almost chokes on his drink whilst Gerroto widened his eyes like saucers.
He knew his words made an impact on the table.
So i play along.
"Maybe, maybe not. I know we're a lot musky and the flavor of smoke might be just the addition." I say.
Charlie was cheering like a broke fangirl as Aaron and I got closer. I was brought onto his lap, he abandoned his whiskey for me. Soon, we start the dirty. I puff the air on his face as he grind me on his growing length.
His hand reached south as he slid my thong stripe away and began fingering me.
