- 𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟 -
✽𝕎𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕣'𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖: A shortish piece I conjured up! I wrote this with a timid black reader in mind, but other girlies are welcome to read. I haven't really written in suggestive/sensual pieces before in previous fandoms, so this is my first genuine attempt! I may look into doing this in the future!
Likes and reblogs are appreciated because they help me share my work further.
The bottle of cheap beer spun and settled on the man opposite me. My muscles stiffened. The ringing in my ears overtook the hollering group, drowning me.
I took it, using the time to find his gaze. Enjin’s smile was gentle—surprisingly so, despite not being too far removed from his usual demeanour. Something shone beneath his golden eyes. I feebly mirrored Enjin’s smile as the pair of us made our way toward the wardrobe.
“Seven minutes, you two,” Semiu said, eyeing two of us. “The timer will start once you guys are inside.”
I nodded curtly. The wardrobe was used for storage, naturally—its smoky wilting paint was evidence of its service. I kept my eyes trained on it, counting the bronzing bolts to keep my thrashing heart at bay, when Enjin’s voice pierced through my fog.
My voice hadn’t come out how I wanted. Meagre and tiny. I cleared my throat.
Enjin peered at me for a moment before easing the door open. I slipped through it, with him close behind. It took a moment to shut, then we were plunged into murky dark.
The silence rung my chest tight.
“Look, sweetheart,” he said, “I’m not the type of guy that forces a girl to do something she doesn’t wanna do. We can just wait it out. That’s cool, so you ain’t gotta worry.”
Enjin seemingly leaned against something, the furniture sighing under his weight. I urged myself to speak despite the proper words sinking into the hollow of my throat.
“That’s not—” I began. “I-I want to—”
“You kissed anyone before?”
The question shocked my nerves. “Of course I have!”
Enjin laughed then, the sound snaking around my muscles with the charm he wore like a coat. It weakened my
unease. “Really now? How long has it been since then?”
I crossed my arms. “I don’t see how that’s important right now!”
“I mean it is.” He chuckled. “Especially considering how nervous you are.”
I retreated—pressing my lips together before I uttered the wrong words. ‘He’s so insufferable!’ I thought. ‘Him and his stupid face!’
His stupidly handsome face!
Enjin sighed. “Look, I promise I was being serious earlier. We can just stay here and chill, it’s all good.”
“I want to do it, Enjin.”
I froze. Heat rippled across my brown skin, nipping at my ears at the sound of my own words. “I-I mean if you want to as well, of course.” I babbled on nervously. “The dare I mean— y-you know, just in case you didn’t get what I meant by ‘it.’ Which naturally could have several insinuations, but I what I actually meant was— ”
Something coiled around my wrist. Then, it tugged.
Lingering air escaped my lungs, my other hand found Enjin’s chest.
“You pinch me if you feel uncomfortable, alright.”
He took my trapped wrist, guiding my fingers along his forearm.
“Real hard. So I feel it.” He said. “Promise.”
There was no question in his words. Only earnest concern.
My pulse rushed through my ears. I could feel it again. His gaze. Only it was tenfold, confining me to a space with him alone. His scent blurred my senses. Cedarwood with a hint of something sweet. His free hand settled on my waist, prompting me to inch closer with a gentle squeeze. With lithe caution, Enjin’s breath rose to my lips—biding his time.
“You haven’t promise me yet.”
My pinky went looking for his, winding around it the moment I found it.
Slowly, our lips brushed together before settling fully. Bliss blossomed in my mind with the electric spark of alcohol—inviting a rugged warmth I desperately craved. I was left to wonder a fluffy maze, a drift in the boundless blue. Courage simmered in the depths of my stomach. My fingers rose up Enjin’s torso, running along the bumps and dips of his toned stomach, only to rest entwined around his neck. Enjin’s tongue sought entry. I granted it. Calloused hands traced my hips and thighs, hoisting me up onto his lap. The furniture groaned at the added weight.
Breathless, I tried to break away, but Enjin caught the plush of my lower lip between his teeth, enticing me back to devour me again.
Breathing deeply, Enjin broke away. His mouth found my neck, leaving trail of open, feverish kisses along my skin.
“You’re too cute, you know that?” he murmured. “You smell so fuckin’ good too.”
The space left between us was ripe with heat. I writhed in Enjin’s arms, sultry whimpers leaving my mouth before I had a chance to stop them.
Something rung beyond the walls of our gloomy heaven. My heart sank as my fervent dream crumbled away.
I’m sure Enjin had heard it too—but he continued cradling my figure.
“Listen,” I pleaded weakly, “We... should get going.”
Enjin grunted—displeased.
Warmth bloomed in my chest. Just a moment longer. My fingers outlined Enjin’s jaw. Then, our lips found each other again. We both sighed, our bodies mending together in what ecstasy we could steal from this finite moment.
I leaned in close, brushing my nose against his.
“...Let’s get going, yeah?”
Enjin didn’t speak for a moment. Then, he cleared his throat.
“Yeah.” He whispered. “Let’s go, sweetheart.”
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