i want the K. [ bcos why not? ]
Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number 1. Hot, Steamy kiss.
[ Tatia, she says her name is.
It doesn't take a genius to see that she's a Petrova; a Petrova doppelgänger. She's also like a --- a billion years old. He's too drunk at this point to do the exact math, but that's a lot older than he is.
She looks exactly like Elena, yet she's different. She speaks with a different tone, strings sentences in a way that his friend wouldn't, has little mannerisms and quirks. The exact same smile on the exact same face is completely different.
It's weird. But not too weird for shameless flirtation ---- on both their parts, it seems.
A couple of hours pass and they've shared more than a few drinks, when she subtly drags his hand and practically drags him out of the bar. Next thing he knows, her legs are around his waist and her fingers are threading through his hair.
Their making out is rough and impatient, filled with little gasps and whimpers. His lips lock with hers, tongues swiftly meeting as if they'd been doing this forever. Before long, her dress is up around her thighs, underwear around her ankles and his jeans unbuckled. ]
