[ Taking care of you - Simp Party - P2. ]
Warnings; Smut, a little violence towards the end.
Tags; @insane-horror-movie-addict
A/N; Kellin finally getting some coochie
Word count; 2,239
Anni and Kellin had been relentlessly teasing each other while they had been walking back to the mansion— constant stupid jokes being thrown at each other. Kellin ended up laughing so hard that he reopened one of his wounds— much to Anni's dismay. She had forced him to go up to her room, but he only agreed to follow her on one condition. If he got to carry her up to her room.
“Hey, can you put me down now?” Anni stammered out, suddenly unable to look him in the eyes. Thankfully he obliged and sat down at the bed in her pathetic excuse for a clean room.
“I-uh I’m going to go get some bandages … Do you want any?”
Kellin seemed to ponder on your question before sarcastically snorting out, “Nah, I’d rather bleed out.” An arm is thrown over her shoulder holding her in place startling her out of her trance. A blush quickly erupted onto her face, as she swiftly pushed him off of her—
“F-fine then, bleed out!” Shit, now he knew she was embarrassed.
“C'mon don’t be that way … I know you were checking me out, short-stack.” Anni flushed at his words. Of all the nicknames he had for her, that was the one she hated most.
“OH MY GOD SHUTUP!” Anni shrieked, before storming into the bathroom, to grab the first aid kit. He heard her pounding steps before he saw her. She must be really pissed now.
“Here. Bandage yourself, asshole.” Anni hissed, slamming the gauze onto the table and quickly turning around to check on her own injuries.
“Ow, my feelings.” He snorted, lips quirked up into a self-satisfying grin.
“Suck it up.” She efficiently snapped back. Kellin let out a brazen laugh at her choice of words, setting fire to her cheeks and the tips of her ears.
Her brown-haired enemy sauntered over to her and slung an arm around her neck. He pulled her in close. “Don’t worry Anni. You’re still cute even though you’re so tiny. Especially when you make that angry face of yours,” he cooed in a way he knew would annoy her the most.
Without much protest, she simply gave a huff and pushed the auburn-capped man away, chalking up her lack of response to being too tired from a hard day’s work. She had lost the little teasing battle, and that only gave her good-for-nothing friend delight.
"Idiot…"
He didn’t respond, but she felt him behind her. Anni felt him grip her shoulder, and she could feel the prowess and strength that he had in one hand. Well. Shit. He forced her to turn around by pulling her shoulder forward. When her gaze met him, his eyes were so playful. A slow exhale slipped past her lips, and she shivered slightly with delight; unconsciously shrinking away from him slightly. A smirk covered his features now, and his hand squeezed her shoulder gently. “Help me put on the bandages.” she only obeyed because she hadn’t been thinking straight, if she had been, he would have gotten bandages thrown at him instead of help.
Anni huffed, shaking off the sexual tension growing between the two of them and instead, trying to focus on the deep cut on his chest. “How did this even happen? I JUST patched you up. You're such a dork..” Anni wasn't able to see his expression since she had moved to the sink to grab a clean rag from the desk. But if she had seen it she would have freaked out. He, for the most part, was staring at her ass. In his classic 'easily flustered nature', blush started to arise onto his cheeks as he shook his head slightly. She walks back to him, pushing him onto his back with a little blush on her face. The tension between them started to arise again, and it only got worse when Kellin started to trace his hands along her abdomen.. she could no longer handle it.
Anni's warm lips pressed up against his, making a tremor of indulgence pulse through his body. Anni rested her hand on his cheek and pushed up against him, Kellin leaning back, letting her do her bidding. She swung her leg over him, straddling his waist as she kept her lips locked on his. One hand kept her elevated, her other caressed his chest and her fingernails gently feeling across the white bandages clasped to his skin. He smelled so good. With what lingering joy that was still left in her body, her senses still had some sort of sharpness to them. Scent, touch, taste; it was all so invigorating.
Kellin's hands couldn't help but explore, even though his mind was still mildly against the situation he was in. His hands tingled at the touch of her soft legs, his fingers scaling up to the boundary that were her jagged shorts. Feeling her fingernails scraping down his shirt made his heart hasten; he desperately wanted to feel those nails on his bare skin. He could taste his favorite brand of whiskey on her lips; sudden flashbacks of the one night on the island where he had pulled Anni into a compromising position. He may have been drunk, but he remembered that kiss they had. It was something he was never able to forget.
Anni finally broke the long kiss and leaned up, immediately stripping her shirt off of her upper body. She tossed it to the floor and stared down at him, her brown eyes vivid with anticipation. Kellin's jaw tightened at the look she was giving him; also not being able to tear his eyes from her shirtless composure. The only thing keeping her from being completely shirtless was that strapless bra hugging her bosom. Anni tilted her head at him, seeing the hesitation in his eyes. There was a battle brewing in that head of his.
"What's wrong?" She asked, seeing Kellin struggling not to look at her nakedness. She rolled her eyes, "Think you're taking advantage of me?"
"Just don't want you..." Kellin almost bit his tongue, "Regretting it later." As he spoke those words, he looked down to her thin abdomen, seeing that still-healing scar from the knife that was wedged into her skin.
"I won't regret a thing." Anni said and Kellin's blue eyes met with her stare,
"You say that now." Kellin said sternly and Anni shook her head, leaning over his face as her brown locks dangled off her shoulders,
"I don't regret one thing when it comes to you. What makes you think I'm going to start now?" She whispered to him, her free hand pressing up against hers cheek, "Are you afraid that things will change between us?"
"I don't know." Kellin said, obviously lying about the real reason. Sex always preceded an awkward, regretful situation after the fact with practically every girl he had been with.
Anni got closer to Kellin's face, her lips brushing up against his, "Let me prove it to you..."
Anni pushed her soft lips against his once again, reached up behind her back to let go of the tightness around her chest. Kellin's heart slammed against his sternum when he felt the soft material of her bra drop down onto him. Anni took no time to toss it aside and slumped down, her breasts pressed up against him. Kellin shuddered at the sudden warmth of her body on his, blood rushing through his body with eagerness. He feverishly kissed back, finally letting himself go. 'Just trust her... don't think about it anymore.' he thought to himself. His hands finally traveled her body more, this time, up her tight back and across her smooth hips.
His fingers crossed the light chasm of her healing scar and her felt her lightly flinch at the touch. But she paid it no mind, keeping those intoxicating lips fastened on what she wanted. He felt her tongue traverse his bottom lip, and he couldn't help but return the favor. Anni breathed in sharply when she felt his hand slide up her ribs and his thumb brush up the side of her breast. Underneath her, she could feel the warmth of his waist lighting up with excitement, causing her thrill to intensify. She broke the kiss once again and leaned up, her fingers nimbly picking at the button of her shorts.
She slowly slipped her hand into his drawers and he inhaled sharply when he felt her soft hand grab onto his member. Anni gently pulled it out of his pants, signaling to Kellin exactly what she wanted. Her hand let go and her fingernails lightly raked up his stomach, smiling when she saw the dazed look on Kellin's face. He then lowered his waist and Anni bit on her lip when she felt the warmth of him rub up against her wetness. Her jaw chattered in anticipation, and before she knew it, she had finally gotten what she so desperately wanted. Anni's fingernails dug into Kellin's back as her own arched, her mouth gaped open and her head tilted back. His entirety was finally inside her and the sensation was almost overpowering to both of them. Kellin's jaw was tight with bliss as he slid into her, she felt so slick and perfect all around him. She was tighter than he was expecting her to be; how could a girl as stunning and charming be like this?
He paid it no mind as he began to rock his hips to and fro, sliding back and in, grunting under his breath with each push. He opened his blue eyes and stared at Anni, his mind leaping when he watched her face twist and turn with satisfaction. Anni whimpered and gasped, her fingers wrapping around the back of Kellin's neck and dug her nails into him once again. Kellin's hand slid down her leg as she wrapped it around his back. Anni's stuttered breaths clashed against his face as she pressed her forehead against hers, pushing back against him and he continued to thrust into her. Her fingers tangled into the comforter on the hotel bed below the pair. Anni began to move her hips and clench her muscles, a light smile crossing her lips when she felt Kellin grip onto her leg tightly.
"Harder... please." She managed to breathe out. She didn't have to say anymore for Kellin wanting to obey every word that came from her mouth and every movement that her body made.
His strong hips slammed up against her and a loud whimper rolled out of her throat. He removed his hand from her thigh and wrapped his forearm under the small of her back, pressing her up against him. She twitched each time he swept in and out of her, the inebriating pleasure not only rolling through her, but him as well. Her wet, warm walls were intoxicating and it was hard to keep that animal he had inside kept under control.
Anni's breathing started to become more erratic the harder and faster Kellin pounded. Her fingers trembled on the back of his neck, but as she could feel her body lighting up, her hands smacked onto his back. Her claws scraped along his back, and as they did, they passed ridges of skin that barely registered in her mind. She bit down on her lip and held her breath, trying to stifle the moans that were trying to escape her throat. She only listened; listened to the grunts and staggered breathing from Kellin's mouth, making her thrilled with delight.
In the pit of her stomach, a sensation sparked and slowly crawled up Anni's spine. She knew very well what followed the last few moments of that sensation. Even though she didn't want it to end so abruptly, she welcomed that pleasurable ecstasy that Kellin had finally given to her. Kellin could feel her muscles tightening around him and with his mind set; he worked his hips faster and pushed into her harder. Her hands tremored on his skin and she pressed her forehead against his collar bone, closing her eyes and feeling her heart pounding in her chest.
— . — . —
Varrick's eyes narrowed slightly, as his hand aggressively tightened around the bottle of whiskey he had been drinking. No words could describe how much he wanted to beat Kellin to an absolute pulp from the noises he had been hearing from upstairs— the bottle was on the verge of shattering underneath his intimidating grip. It didn’t help that Zalgo had been messing with his mind lately, and there was a possibility that he had been blaming those emotions on Kellin. "Fuckin' hell…I'll kill that son of a bitch."
"Why are you so pissed? It's not like you're even dating her." Fang questioned out of genuine curiosity, as she raised a brow at Varrick's jealous behavior. Fang saw his eyebrows twitch in annoyance, his nose wrinkling, and mouth twisting into a grimace. "Ohhh— are you jealous because you have a small dick or something?"
A popped vein appeared on his face.
"It's okay, it's actually common for men to hav—" A glass bottle had been thrown straight at her face, shattering on impact as she stumbled onto the ground. A little blood staggered from her nose, and trailed down her face as she looked up at him curiously, "Geez…struck a nerve there, huh? I guess you do—"
"I DON'T HAVE A SMALL DICK."
