Your (h/c) reached to about the middle of your chest and your makeup was on what people say 'fleak' today. Sitting down you placed your gray wallet and phone onto the table and looked outside the window watching the grey clouds begin to group in the sky. "(y/n)...?" A voice called interrupting you from your thoughts. Shaking your head slightly to rid of the daze you turned to see a guy wearing black skinny jeans that were ripped slightly at the knees, a denim washed jean jacket, and a white shirt that had the 'Pizza Hut' logo. His hair was a soft shade of orange and he had nice tattoos scattered on different parts of his body. You couldn't help but smile at the ginger a little longer than you wanted to. Shaking your head you hung your head slightly with a soft giggle to try and cover up what just happened. "Yep, I'm (y/n)... The one and only.." you joked slightly standing up and extending your hand out to shake hands politely. With a smile the guy grabbed a hold of your hand and tugged. Taken aback from his sudden action you stumbled slightly into him. He wrapped his arm around your torso and grinned. "Sorry, I just like to hug pretty girls like yourself." Heat creeped up your neck and settled into your cheeks as you wrapped your free hand around his body returning the hug. You both pulled away taking seats in the opposite sides of the booth so you could face each other. Once the ginger was settled into the opposite side of the booth, he removed his jean jacket and placed it next to him then placed his black leather wallet and his phone on the table next to yours. You really got a look at his shirt, it was vintage and you absolutely loved it. He smirked and placed his hands on the table his brown eyes staring deeply into your (e/c) eyes. Finally he broke the silence a smile pushing past his pink perfect lips, "So (y/n).. Tell me about yourself?" The ginger smiled and brought his hands up above his head stretching a bit his lips forming into a perfect smirk. "Uhm... or you tell me about you? Common, I don't even know your name. For all I know you could be evil." you teased scrunching up your nose a soft giggle escaping your lips. "Fine then miss... My name is Alan Ashby I am the rhythm guitarist for the band Of Mice & Men. uhm.. what else?" He looked to you for help and you simply shrugged the smile not leaving your lips. He was cute, really really cute. "Uhmm... I'm 24? my favorite animal is a cat?... Is that good?" He asked slightly scratching the back of his neck. You could see Alan tense up a bit and he squirmed slightly in his seat, he looked uncomfortable. "Well Alan Ashby, that is quite awesome." You exclaimed and watched the ginger relax back into his seat. "Good... for a second I thought you were gonna squeal like a fangirl.." he admitted chuckling slightly while rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. With a soft giggle you shook your head and leaned back into your seat. "Well.. what about you-.." He asked dragging out the 'youuuu' his gaze flickering to your top. "Daisy. Yea what about you?" The ginger smiled softly his brown eyes twinkling. "Well first of all it's not Daisy.. It's (y/n)(y/l/n)." You began but he cut you off and winked midway sentence, "Beautiful name for a beautiful girl." A soft red tint covered your cheeks as the ginger continued to flirt with you. "Anyways... I'm 23 and well I work for a family photography shop. The smirk on his face grew, "So you're good with a camera?" You giggled slightly, "I'm alright." You said and eyed the counter. "What would you like to drink?" He asked getting up from the booth. You shuffled to the end of the seat ready to get up but he stopped you. "Uh nope, I'm a gentle man so I will be paying for the drinks okay? Is hot chocolate okay with you?" He asked slightly as you slid back into the seat, "Yes-" you smiled, "I could pay you know Alan..." But he was already walking to the line, smirking you remembered he forgot his wallet. Turning you reached to grab it, but it wasn't there. "How is he so smooth.." you whispered to yourself smiling slightly shaking your head readjusting yourself in the seat. While he was getting the beverages, you began to feel self-conscious. You grabbed your phone went into the camera app so you could check your appearance. "You look beautiful... here." Alan said causing you to jump slightly. You took the hot chocolate and thanked him as he scooted into his side of the booth. You and Alan talked for hours and hours until the coffee shop was 5 minutes from closing. While you guys were in deep conversation it began to rain lightly, but picked up to be heavier over the hours. Throughout the entire date Alan kept sending you signals, but you couldn't decide how to act upon them. Lightning struck and thunder boomed throughout the city, you and Alan looked over to the window. Raining was defiantly an understatement now, it looked as if the sky were sobbing. "Well... fuck. I forgot my umbrella.." Alan said with a slight chuckle as he rubbed the back of his neck again, exposing his neck tattoo which was really cool. Realizing what he said you just happened to blurt out, "Do you maybe want to come to.... you know.... come wait the storm out.. at my place..?" Your face flushed and you looked down then back to him, "It's a block away if you're interested..?" you continued to offer up. The ginger smiled and grabbed his jacket. "Yea sure, it gives me longer time with you beautiful." He winked and walked beside you. Your face flushed at his comment and you looked down giggling softly. "Wait.. here." He said and gave you his jacket. You took it but watched him, "What about you...?" "I'll be fine, I can survive the water." He chuckled softly and intertwined his fingers with yours. As if your face could get any redder it did and you led him out towards your apartment. The two of you ran in the rain, trying to get there as quick as possible because the rain had already soaked the layers of clothing you both wore. Finally making to the apartment complex, you led him up to the 2nd floor stopping at the third door on the left side. "Ahh.. Great, now I know where you live. Mission one accomplished." He said shaking his ginger hair, causing some water to get on your face. Scrunching your nose you opened the door leading you both inside. "Shit.. Uhm.. Do you have any—" Alan began but you cut him off, "I have some oversized sweatpants that might fit you... But I don't have shirts that would fit... Sorry.." You apologized half-heartly. Infant you weren't sorry at all. Now you get to see the attractive guy shirtless, so it's a win situation for you. "Here.. I'll show you to my bedroom... Where I keep my clothing.. And the items of cloth you will use.." You trailed on as the ginger crossed his arms chuckling slightly at you. With a nod you turned on your heel and headed for your bedroom silently cursing yourself for being lame and awkward. Opening the door with a big huff, you couldn't help but feel the ginger was watching you. Turning around your suspicion were confirmed to see Alan checking you out. Another blush snaked its way up your neck and settled over top your cheeks, a smile threatening to push past those pretty little lips of yours. "God damn... uh,.. sorry.." the ginger stammered, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. A sudden burst of confidence rushed through your veins as you stepped closer to him. Forcefully you grabbed the back of his neck with your hand and tugged, bringing his perfect lips clashing against yours. In the shocked state, he actually kissed back his hands slowly finding their way to your hips. His lips were so soft, and molded perfectly with his, soft pink ones. The kiss began to get more heated, as he flickered his tongue across your bottom lip silently asking for permission. You parted your lips, sliding your hands upward tangling your fingers in her perfect and slightly moist hair. The two of you made out endlessly, but by time the make out session had to come to an end you two were laying on your bed, both of you panting needing the air. His right hand slid up under your shirt, his touch making your skin prickle in anticipation; while his right hand gripped both of your wrists above you not letting you move. Alan softly placed kisses along your lips down your chin to your collar bone, occasionally nipping at the skin and leaving dark purple love bites surely claiming that you were his-- at least for tonight you were. You couldn't help but moan softly every time his teeth came in contact with your skin. While he abused your neck and collar bone with his constant teasing and kissing, his left hand went to work on unclasping your bra and fondling one breast at a time. How he got (y/c/bra) off, you have no idea but you could care less, cause this man was driving your lower quarters insane. Alan slowly lifted you up slightly sliding your shirt from your body, he smirked at the view. You blushed softly, but had enough self confidence to kinda stretch making his eyes darken with lust. "ugh... I should just skip the teasing.... I need you.." He whispered huskily into your ear, his hand slowly gliding down your body and slipping into your pants and underwear. His finger slowly traced the outer walls of your soaking core. You moaned, wanting him- no. Needing him to be inside you, now. "Alan..." you groaned in annoyance but he hushed you by slowly pushing two fingers into your woman hood. "(y/n) baby, you're so wet.." He smirked and slowly began to pump his fingers in and out, causing you to grip at the sheets. He had just gotten into a steady rythem, when he removed his fingers and slipped your pants down. You whined in objection and looked up to see him naked, a condom already rolled onto his impressive length. Blushing at the thought of him being inside of you, you looked away. The ginger positioned himself and looked at you cautiously. "Hey... (y/n).. look at me okay?" he spoke softly, you turned to watch him and to also give the okay. He slowly pushed himself into you his large hands grabbing at your small hips to keep you in pace. You gasped softly at his size and he began to move slowly, wanting to make sure you were comfortable. You let out soft moans as he began to speed up his grip tightening on your hips. Gradually he began to go quicker, harder making you squeal. "Shit. Alan!" You screamed as he lifted your leg up and over his shoulder, pulling out and angling his thrusts so his tip would brush over your g-spot which drove you insane. You squealed throwing your head back the occasional profanity and grunt leaving Alan's mouth. "Fuck. Fuck. I'm close." The ginger breathed, attaching his lips to your neck to stop the grunts from pooling out of his mouth. You on the other hand threw your head back, your walls clenching around his member moaning loudly singling your release. Alan's thrusts began to get sloppy as he soon finished after you, but continued to thrust riding out both of your highs together. Sweat had covered both you and the ginger as he pulled out and disposed of the condom, to your dismay he got into bed with you tightly wrapping his tatted arms around your stomach pulling your close; shoving his face into your neck and sighing contently. "that was nice... thank you.." he mumbled softly placing butterfly kisses on your neck. With a heavy sigh you smiled feeling entirely safe being wrapped in this man's arms. Alan's breathing began to slow, singling he was about to go to sleep. "Night ginger." you teased softly. "Night (y/n)..." he mumbled drifting into a heavy sleep. You closed your eyes feeling satisfied, and drifting into a deep sleep as well.
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