smut??
so um.. this is going to be rather long, mainly because this is my first post, heh..I know, little bit odd. BUT, just somebody let me know if you enjoy this?
[Y/N is *female* she goes by *she/her* pronouns] [implied sex] [kissing] [SPICY scenes] [swearing]
NOTE: THE *spicy* also known as the juicy parts of the story don’t come until rather late.. IM SO SORRY FOR THAT.
here we go I guess..
Y/N wakes up with a groan, she rolls over on her bed which makes a horrid screeching sound at the movement, she had only just realized how old and creaky her bed was. she wasn’t sure she wanted to know why.
As Y/N rolled, she opened her eyes a crack, frowning at the brightness coming from her window, the curtains were already packed which made it ten times brighter. Y/N sat up, rubbing her eyes before she looked around her cramped room. the stench of old boxes filling her nose. blech. she stood, Y/N took one step forward and tripped on a moving box. she crashed to the floor with a loud thud that her foster parents had definitely heard, they just didn’t bother to do anything. Y/N only then realized s was moving to London. she got up, excitement coursing through her veins as she ran into her empty closet, realizing this and turning on her heels. Y/N managed to dig up a nice pair of black biker shorts that flattered her rather well and a beige linen cropped tank. she pinned her curly black locks up and watched as the bus piled up all her things.
FAST FORWARD ONE WEEK. (here is where the spice begins)
Y/N pushed the school doors open, earning a mix of dirty looks from a group of girls and very… mischievous…was how you could put it, glances from the boys. Y/N simply ignored them and walked into the principles office, grabbed her classes and thanking him. The bell had rung for the end of the day and Y/N was exhausted, although she had spotted a rather handsome and sexy looking boy in most of her classes. Y/N quickly ran to the library, signing in and walking hurriedly to a shelf. she had been looking around for less than five minutes before a hand slammed against the shelf infront of her, she felt a strong and muscular body press against hers, a large hand sliding around her waist as she felt the persons head lean closer. she expected her mind to go into immediate alert, but when the boy talked, she realized it was the handsome boy from most of her classes. “please, tell me your name. I haven’t been able to keep my eyes off of you all day, and I don’t even know your name.” he said, his breath prickled Y/N’s neck, his lips were dangerously close to her neck. “my name is Y/N, yours..?” she asked, trying to hide the fact she was as flushed as a tomato. “my name is Nate.” The muscular slender boy replied. “And I can tell you feel the same by the way your pressing your body into me.” Nate whispered. Y/N flushed even more, unsure where to put her hands, his firm but gentle hands against her waist. “so what’re you going to do, tough guy?” she grinned before Nate whirled het around, slamming his lips into hers with an intensity she had never felt before. she let out a small gasp when his lips forced hers open, she hadn’t felt anything close to this, ever. she kissed him too, just as though she was lost. Nate didn’t seem to care nor notice because he roughly began to explore Y/N’s lips and mouth with his, her response to such was to slip her arms around his neck, pulling herself into him just as his grip tightened at her waist. she whimpered, moaned, if you will into his mouth, she staggered too. Nate always seemed to help her up as his kisses grew more intense. He kissed her so hard she felt her body hit the shelf, soon after her head hitting it too. she learned quickly, teasing his tongue with hers before she suddenly bit his bottom lip. that seemed to spark him. Nate fumbled, untucking Y/N’s blouse as moving his hand to her back. He used his other to lift her from the ground completely, walking over to a rather hidden couch and dropping Y/N onto it. she was surprised, but didn’t complain as their kissed grew deeper, Nates hands drifting down to her thighs where he slipped his hand under her plaid skirt, lifting her thigh the smallest bit. Y/N’s hands shook as she unbuttoned Nate’s shirt, she didn’t give a shit anymore. “fuck..” she mumbled in between kisses, her hands roaming his muscular chest, Nate’s free hand anchored at her hip. Nate moved that hand to her neck, harshly forcing her head upwards as he began to nibble and kiss her pale neck, soft moans escaping her lips as she grinded against him. “fuck..Y/N you’re driving me fucking insane..holy shit..” Nate breathed against her neck, leaving dark purple hickies. “Nate..d-dont stop..” Y/N moaned, moving one hand to his ever growing bulge. “fuck that, do you want to finish whatever the fuck this is at my place?” Nate asked, Y/N smiling and nodding eagerly.