An idea that came to mind. The day before the disappearance of Hannah and Beth. You and Chris have a thing for one another, and it escalates. The original idea was putting eyeliner on him, and I had so much fun writing it!!
PS! Involves drinking and sexual themes (18++)
Word count: 1,7 k (Unedited!)
Everyone is laughing while sitting in the uneven circle. Emily and Jess went to the kitchen a while ago and are still gone. Jess was the first to stand up, a mischievous look plastered on her face. Her excuse was mixing a new drink, and she forcibly dragged Emily with her while laughing. I don’t know what they’re planning, but it must be good since I occasionally hear loud snickers coming from them.
While the others talk I glance over at Chris. He’s sitting at the other side. Not on the sofa, but below it, using it only as back support. In his hand is his fifth beer. At least not less than that. He’s wearing a dark green sweater, which suits him perfectly, curving at the best angles. Suddenly he brings his eyes up, meeting mine. A bit of blush covers him, but I’m probably just seeing things. Shit. I look away quickly, not feeling the heat on my cheeks. I do know it's there though. Luckily, the dim light and alcohol makes it almost impossible to see, I hope. In the corner of my eyes I see Josh whisper something to him, and they both look at me. I need some air, or at least a reason to get out a little. The storm outside is not slowing down, and is said to be even stronger tomorrow, so I wouldn’t dare to actually go outside. For now, I’m keeping calm. I should just try to join the conversation.
Mike is talking about his latest occurrence at the gym. He was apparently hit on by a girl, and it was quite an ordeal. While he’s talking I notice long stares shifting between Sam and Josh. I automatically smile and signal to Ashley and Beth to look. They notice and then both look at each other. We have to do something. Before I get an idea, Hannah turns beside me, looking strongly at my face. I stiffen, and give her a look.
“Everything okay Hannah?”
She loosens up, laughs a little.
She shifts before moving her hand up to her own face.
“Your mascara is a bit smudged, want me to fix it for you?”
Oh. I haven’t touched up my makeup since I put it on in the morning. I thank her, but tell her how it probably all needs to be fixed, so I would do it quickly in the bathroom.
“Let me know if you need anything”.
“Thanks Han!” I shout while walking up the stairs.
I hear whispers behind me, but can’t make out what they’re saying. Instead of trying, I quickly get my make-up bag from my room and go to the bathroom. My mascara is not a bit smudged. It’s very smudged. How didn’t I notice before? I clean it up before deciding to redo both my eyeliner and mascara. The highlighter is still going strong and I have a hint of the eyeshadow present. I will only take three minutes max.
Right before completion, Chris burst into the room. I give a screech before covering my mouth.
“Gosh I’m incredibly sorry” he says with hands covering his eyes. My heart rate slows and I give a giggle before walking over to him and pulling his hands down.
“I was just wondering if you wanted some company?”
“No other reason for coming here?” I ask while walking back to the mirror.
“Well, I don’t know, maybe” he mumbles. I can’t make out the rest as he sits down on the chair beside me. I complete the last part of my makeup before looking down at him.
“You’re really good at that” he says while pointing up at the mascara wand.
“Do you know what this is?”
A long silence falls, and before I can tease him, he says it’s for the eyes. I smile at him while he’s sitting there, very proud.
“Do you want some?” I ask, taking out my eyeliner pencil from the bag.
“Me? Absolutely not, I’m not putting that junk on my face”
My eyes narrow a bit, and he quickly follows up.
“But you look great though, beautiful, hot, sexy everything you know, just…”
As I get closer, he gets up from the stool and backs away.
“Hey hey, I told you I didn’t want any of that”
I get in front of the door, locking it.
“You didn’t just do that”
“You’re gonna pay if you put that thing on me”
“Oh please” I plead. “Just a little on the undereye, you would look dazzling”.
“Nope, not a chance”. I think about the rest of the night, trying to remember something that I can use. I know.
“Think of it as a form of payback for scaring the shit out of me when you walked in.”
“And you thought I was naked for a second as well” I hurriedly add.
“Damn you, fine. But only this time”.
Chris is a funny and smart man, but thank goodness he also has integrity. I take his arm and lead him down to the floor. I have to release him as soon as he gets where he’s meant to be. I can’t help thinking about what’s under his clothing. He’s strong, I know he is.
With his back against the bathtub, I carefully sit down on his lap. His breath stops for a moment, and I quickly lift myself up from him again. My own breath holds, and I look away. Boundaries, I seem to forget sometimes that we’re just friends.
“Sorry, it’s just easier this way, we can do it some other way if you want.” As I turn around I feel his hand grabbing mine, dragging me down on him again. Both his hands are placed on either side of my hips.
“No it’s fine, really. I was just surprised.” His grip is firm, and I can feel my face heat up once again. He takes my expression as a sign to drag me closer to him. Chest to chest. My breath is uneven, and I notice a faint blush on his cheeks.
“So, are we gonna do it?” he asks. I’m stumped.
“With that scary sharp thing you’re going to put in my eye”. His comment takes me out of my trance, and I give a genuine smile.
“It’s not going inside your eye, just under it” I laugh, and he looks down. He shares my laugh before quickly taking hold of my waist, getting my face closer to his. His breath is on my chin. I’ve never felt as hot as I do now, like I’m steaming. He looks down at my lips before returning to my eyes. Then, in a swift motion, I meet his lips. My arms automatically go over his shoulders and in his hair, whilst his take all over my back, pressing me even closer if that’s possible. The kiss is warm and wet, and it doesn’t stop. I barely get any small breaks for breathing, making my head go a bit dizzy. I feel euphoric, and I can’t believe it’s actually happening. In the small breaks, he manages to make out a few words.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this”. I mumble a little ‘me too’ back, as I feel his fingers on my skin, under my shirt.
“Fuck” I mumble, getting even hotter. How am I suppose to take this? And on the bathroom floor?
“Where is all this confidence coming from?”
He starts kissing my neck, moving down to my collarbone.
“And some drinks of bravery”
He finds my spot, making me moan out his name. As we’re going on, I suddenly hear faint voices.
“I told you it would work”
“I’m the perfect matchmaker”
I pull away. Chris looks confused, breathless, and needy, looking up at me with pleading eyes.
“Wha-” I stop him with my hand. I know who it is. Tucking down my shirt, I quickly open the door and catch Josh and Hannah with their ears against the wall. I cough. Loudly. They both turn at the same time with completely different reactions. Hannah slowly backs away before running down the stairs, while Josh faces me with a smirk.
“I told you he liked you, but you didn’t believe me,” he says. I give him a confused glare in return.
“You know, I’m the reason this happened, I’m the perfect matchmaker.” he looks through the door, winking at Chris, who rolls his eyes.
“I just had to make sure something happened, and knowing how skittish you are made it a perfect bonding moment”
He interrupts, “But at the same time, if something were to happen, it can’t happen in there. We got people who want to use the bathroom tonight”.
I can’t do anything but nod. The mood is ruined anyway. Chris appears behind me, one hand used for leaning against the door.
“Dude, we had like, a moment”
“Yeah bro, and I’m sorry about that, but just do it somewhere else” he winks before walking away, joining the others. I then feel a hand going up my side, turning me around. I look up at him, and his perfect sweet face.
“We should probably talk about this before we do anything.” he whispers. I nod in agreement.
“Though, we’ve both been drinking, so this isn’t the time” I add. He smiles down at me, taking my face in his palms before lifting my chin.
“That sounds good” I turn around to join the others while taking his hand with me. I’m stopped by him and dragged into his embrace.
“But, we could also just go to my room” he whispers against my ear. I think about it. I truly want to, but Josh kind of ruined it.
“Isn’t the mood kinda low right now?”
“Let me show you how good I am at picking up the mood then” he says, tracing a finger down my neck. Fuck he’s good. I grab ahold of his hand, dragging him with me.
“Wait wait, that’s all it took?” he asks, clearly confused.
“Yep” I reply. “Especially when you look like that and talk in such a manner”
“I had a whole thing planned, like, you know, stuff and things like that”.
“Will that be later tonight?”
“Of course”. As we’ve agreed he locks the door and turns around. Before I know it, I’m slammed against the bed, him immediately going on top and kissing me.
“I could do this all night” I say between kisses.
“Good, cause we’re gonna”
