Warning: Adult Themes/Scenes (nothing too in depth but you’ve been warned)
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Your heart was beating hard and loud, but it was like it stopped the second you heard the card click in the door and the knob turn.
Blowing out a breath you extended your legs some and put on a smile. But that smile quickly morphed into a smirk when you saw Bobby freeze.
“I think it would be a good idea if you closed the door behind you, Bobby,” you laughed out, recrossing your legs and drawing his attention.
Bobby closed the door and took a few stumbling steps into the room. But other than that he was speechless, so you had to take the initiative.
You got up off the bed and pulled your robe closed. You could swear you saw a pout on Bobby’s face, so you walked over to him and grabbed him by his hands. He kept stumbling some as you pulled him around to sit on the bed. The bounce finally loosened his mouth though.
“Y/N? Wha-? What is going on?”
He tried to reach out to hold you but you danced out of reach, backing up until you were leaning against the pole.
“I just wanted to do something a little different,” you started, pulling on the sash around your waist until your robe opened up. “So I planned a little surprise for you,” you said, shrugging the robe off your shoulders. “Do you mind?” you asked before throwing the robe right at his face.
While Bobby was struggling get you in his line of sight again, you hit play on the speakers by you and grabbed onto the pole that was now in front of you. As the beat started to kick on, you slowly leaned backwards until you could see Bobby.
He was sitting there, his fists clenching the sheets, mouth open, and eyes stuck on you.
Seeing that you had him right where you wanted him, you closed your eyes and let your body move to the music the way you’d been taught.
Your whole body heated up against the cool pole as you caught glimpses of Bobby. When you had hooked your knee on the pole and lifted your other leg to twist, Bobby’s hands moved from the sheets to his knees. When you flipped your hair to one side and rolled your body against it, you heard Bobby groan. And when you had your back to it with your hand keeping you steady as you dropped down and spread your knees, Bobby raked his hand through his hair and let out a “this can’t be real” under his breath.
It was kind of fun, seeing him lose control like that. And the longer you kept dancing, the more curious you got about how long he could hold out. You almost thought about putting that to the test, but when the song quieted down you decided you didn’t want to be that mean just yet.
You pushed off the pole and walked towards the speechless man that had quickly wormed his way into your life. You sat down on his lap, kicked off your shoes, and wrapped your arms around his neck to give him a quick kiss on his lips.
Bobby was still stunned though. His hands were out and grasping at air as he continued to stare at you with his mouth open.
“You with me?” you asked out on a laugh, helping him pull his arms around you and nuzzling into him.
“I- I thought we- I mean I didn’t expect when you said to- What?”
“It’s like I said,” you said, pressing another quick kiss to his lips, “I planned a surprise for you. I just wanted to make tonight a little special.”
Finally Bobby seemed to get his mind back as he lifted on hand to cup your face, brushing a thumb across your smile and up under your eye.
“Every moment I get to spend with you is special,” he said on a whisper as he pressed his forehead to yours and closed his eyes.
“So then I think it’s safe for me to ask you to be my boyfriend?” you said, feeling your cheeks heat up a little bit as Bobby’s eyes popped open to stare at yours.
“Yes! Of course!” he yelled, making you jump a little and then start laughing.
“Does that mean I get girlfriend privileges?” you asked when you could catch your breath again.
A big smile lit up Bobby’s face as he just said “You’re my girlfriend.”
“Yes babe I am your girlfriend. And as such I wanted to ask you to do something for me.”
“You know I’d do anything for you,” he said, pressing a kiss to your cheek.
“Perfect,” you said with a smirk before moving your arm to point at the pole. “Then strip.”
Leave it to Bobby to not falter at all. He stood up, holding you in his arms before tossing you back on the bed and running to the pole.
You were floundering around trying to right yourself while yelling “play some music too!” By the time you could hear a new beat and you were sitting up again, Bobby was waiting patiently against the pole with one hand holding the back of his shirt.
Seeing you staring, he slowly pulled his shirt over his head, only to speed up at the end and throw it at you while saying “payback.”
"Thanks, I have always wanted to steal one of your shirts,” you said with a smile, tossing the shirt off to the side of the room by your bag.
“I don’t think you’re focusing on the right thing. Let me help you,” he said, plucking the button on his jeans and then sliding the zipper down until they were hanging loose.
You gulped as your attention fell completely on that little V that you could taste on your tongue. You watched as it flexed and moved while Bobby walked around the pole. The V stretched when he did and rolled just as smoothly.
And then it was getting closer and closer and you could feel your cheeks heating up the longer you stared.
“Y/N, babe. My eyes are up here,” Bobby said on a smile as he took a finger under your chin and lifted your face to see his just inches from yours.
“Yes they are,” you started, lifting your arms around his neck, “but I want you down here.” you finished, pulling him down on top of you on the bed.
Bobby had his lips on yours and his hands were already making quick work of what little you had on. He slipped it over your head and took the opportunity to shuck his pants the rest of the way off. Grabbing you around the waist, he pulled the two of you up the bed until you felt your back crash into the pillows and his lips found yours again.
Not the one to ever just lay back when the two of you were in bed, or in a hallway, or on a couch, or the counter, or the shower, or...well never being one to just lay back when you were with Bobby, you hooked one leg outside his and flipped the two of you. Bobby was laughing as you landed on top and you helped comb some of his hair out of his eyes.
“Every time I’m with you is special to me too,” you said softly, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead, then his nose, then his lips, where you felt him return the kiss.
