â„ïžmatsukawa isseiâ„ïž
this piece was inspired by a conversation that me and @layschipsyumm had ,,, this is for u <3
mattsun (in this) was heavily modeled after this beautiful piece of artwork that made my heart drop out of my pussy big h word @chaotickatts
Crowds of closely knit bodies swaying side to side- the more sober people trying to keep their drinks from sloshing over, loud music that vibrates through your whole body, and the nameless thickness that settled in the air; a normal college party has all of these things. A great college party had something to do, or rather, someone. So when you had spotted him in the far corner of the living room, a red solo cup wrapped in his thick palm and long fingers, an expression that can only be described as stodgy- on such an attractive face decorated in silver piercings, no less- you felt that this was going to be one of those great college parties.
Making your rounds, you said hi to people that were too high to care about who spoke to them; The alcohol in your system was surging and the light buzz had your head in the clouds. None of your friends were in sight, but then again you found that you never actually needed their company to get by at these parties; you made your own mischief.
You got a good feel of the house before deciding where to reside for the rest of the night- the area prone to the most action. You liked a bit of fun, nothing better than a drunk fuzzy party memory that clung to the back of your mind like how you would cling onto your pride while taking the âwalk of shameâ the next morning.
You concluded that the living room was where you would stay. A bug plus is that itâs close to the front door so you could see any potential one night stands that walked through the threshold and there was already a crowded group gathered around the coffee table, snug on the surrounded couches and chairs.
Other people were littered around the main group, talking amongst themselves. Some were hitting on others while others stared at people from across the room- you being one of those people. If you werenât really paying attention, your eyes would have skimmed right past the cool collected pair in the corner.
Pretty cliche to see your target slinking around in a corner of a party, but you werenât opposed, seeing as one look at this man made your clit jump. Tall, dark, and handsome- he was leaning against the wall, his gaze focused on the slightly shorter man with short shaggy hair the color of chewed up bubblegum.
You could have chose an easier target, one that was alone with the look of desperation to be anywhere but where they were- but tonight, you were treating yourself to some proper dick . It was almost a 6th sense, you could just tell when someone knew how to use their cock right- and this man with the piercings radiated the energy of a good lay. His demeanor was very lax, with the way his mouth moved, he took his time speaking his mind. You wondered if his mouth would do the same lapping up your soaked sex...
Thankfully, the man with the pink hair took the otherâs cup and wandered off- probably going to refill it- while your man adjusted one of the few thick rings that littered his fingers before looking up and lazily scanning the room for any source of entertainment. Looking away as fast as possible, you didnât miss the lingered moments his gaze stayed on you through your peripheral. This was a good sign, however you came to the conclusion that he wasnât going to come to you. Youâd rather not be the one who initiated anything but honestly, you were a bit more attracted to him than you cared to admit. Shamelessly, you sauntered over to the man with whispy dark hair whos eyes now remained trained on you.
âHave you got a light?â You lean in as you ask, the loud thumping beat giving you the perfect excuse to do so.
âAh- I think so..? Why, whatcha need a light for?â The manâs voice is low, almost as low as the bass youre enveloped in. It was almost hard to hear him.
âHow about you follow me and find out?â You purr as you pull away. Looking up, you saw he amauzed smirk tug at his lips; glistening silver snake bites caused a shiver to run down your spine.
He leaned down, his lips ghosting the shell of your ear and whispering, âLead the way, Princess.â
It didnât matter if you properly heard him or not, you took no time in slipping your hands in his before leading him upstairs to a room you had previously saw was unoccupied. Thankfully, it still was.
The room was void of any light but you could see that it wasnât too big nor was it too small, it had a bed tucked right underneath the window in the middle of the room. A bookshelf was on the left wall while a desk was on the right side of the bed. Very ... quaint.
Hearing him cause the click of the lock on the door, the somewhat rational part in your mind thanked god that you two were on the same page. You didnât know what youâd do if he straight up walked away if he really came to smoke.
You mentally shook that thought out of your head. You had to keep up with the theatrics! To continute the story as to why you lead him here, you pretended to shuffle around in your pockets for your non-existent intoxicant, just to turn around and flash him the most disappointed look you could muster.
âOh no! I must have forgotten it...â you sighed, taking your time to soak up the dimmed view. He was leaning against the door, big hands in his pockets. You didnât realize how broad and muscular his frame was until just now. In the murk of the room, he looked so... huge. From what you could see, his expression hadnât changed in the slightest, the deep look of hunger danced around his eyes. â...what could we possibly do now?â You whisper, subconsciously pulling your bottom lip in between your teeth.
His pierced eyebrow raised slightly as a leer played his lips, âI could think of a few things... but first.. Iâm gonna tell you my name.â He pushed his back off the door and walked towards you.
The questioning look you have him was evident as a quiet, âwhy is that?â left your lips.
He moved closer and closer as your anticipation for his answer grew until he was right in front of you, that delicious hand youâve stared at all night cupping your cheek, his breath fanning over your lips as he whispered, âso you know what name to moan out when youâre cumming on my cock.â, his heated lips on yours without moment to spare.
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