Regulus watches with a scowl as you prance around, grinding your hips against every dirty guy that grips them, drawing you closer to their icky cocks. You giggle, laying your hands atop theirs, ‘dancing’ with them.
His anger builds as they lean into you, spinning you around and attempting to capture your lips with theirs. He stands when one get a little too close, pressing his filthy mouth to your delicate cheek.
“That’s enough,” he says gently, juxtaposing glare being shot at the guy who still held your hand. You pulled them apart, obediently following behind your best friend.
You laugh, stumbling into the empty bathroom, “Reggie,” you slur when he hauls you onto the sink, settling between your warm thighs, “are you okay?” You cradle his face, dilated eyes staring into his. You’re too pure for the evil world, even intoxicated.
Regulus fixes your hair, tucking a stray piece behind your ear, “I’m fine.” He shimmies your skirt up, rubbing your hips, kneading your ass where the dirty hands held you minutes before.
You sigh, head lolling from intoxication. “M’tired,” you say, reclining your head.
“I know, darling,” he coos, “we’re almost done.” You’re so trusting and innocent, letting him play with your body without a single question.
Tugging your white panties down, he uses his middle finger to collect your slick, slipping his lubricated finger into your tight hole. You sucked him in, squeezing his long, slender finger. You whimper, “Reg…” His thumb rubs your clit, watching your face contort under the golden yellow lights.
Regulus unbuttons his pants, dropping them to his ankles as he holds the small of your back, lining his hard cock to your dripping heat. He pushes in you, watching your mouth fall agape.
He ditches the slow pace quickly, fucking you ruthlessly as your eyes rolled and your head struggled to stay up. Your pretty eyes filled with tears, smudging your mascara. He pulled you in for a kiss, breathing heavily into it at your weak movements.
Your head dropped to his chest, continuous “hmph” sounds fell from your lips as he pounded into your tight, wet pussy. Your hands weakly clawed at his back, a mixture of hugging him and desperation.
You tightened around him, cumming with a particularly high whine. He came after you, hips stuttering as his load shot deep inside you. He fucked it deeper, sensitive cock being squeezed by your walls.
He held you until your breathing returned to normal and your grip on his back loosened. Regulus pulled back, fixing your messy hair again and pecking your lips. You smiled, letting him slide your panties all the way off and watching him shove them into his pocket as he fixed his pants, tightening his belt.
A bead of his milky cum seeped from your hole and the urge to lick it up was strong. He resisted, instead helping your off the sink, fixing your skirt back into place.
You giggled, going on and on about what a good friend Regulus was to all the guys that had eyed you like prey earlier. They looked at the both of you, eyes trained on the cum that slipped down your legs and the smudged makeup that decorated your pretty face.
