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[nakedmossy]

Depth Over Distance - Part Four (2/2) [Rudy x Reader]

[A/N: Alright...so the slow burn is heating up a bit. But don’t get too excited. This is just the tip of the iceberg. We have a lot of shit to get through before this story is anywhere close to done. Buckle up. Peace and love, Mossy x]

Part Four (1/2)

You had no idea what you were doing, but you knew you didn’t want to stop. You followed Rudy towards the cars, his hand wrapped around yours tightly. A few people called his name, but he didn’t stop - he walked briskly through the pockets of people and nodded at a couple friends. Your head felt loose and fuzzy, you had a dopey smile plastered on your face. You looked down at your linked hands as he pulled you close behind him and walked through a cloud of pot smoke, which launched you into the memory of the night of your sixteenth birthday party, after you and Rudy had left the beach.

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“Y/N! Finally!” Lizzy shouted from your driveway as you and Rudy got out of your cars. “What were YOU guys doing” She winked. You felt a blush crawl up your neck and you shot her a warning glance before walking past her towards your back yard.

Your parents had agreed to let you have a bonfire party in the woods behind your house as long as everyone (aside from the usual 4/5 of you) were gone before 1am. You had thanked them profusely and agreed, knowing it would be a bigger task than you were equipped for but accepting the challenge.

Rudy jogged to catch up with you, falling into stride as you rounded your house towards where the fire pit was in the distance.

“There’s like, zero chance we’re getting everyone out of here before 1am” He grinned at you when he saw the crowd gathering around the folding table with the beer and the food on it.

“Well we better figure that out before we get wasted because if we don’t, my parents will burn all of us at the stake.” You yelled as you watched him run forward and jump on one of your friends backs, giving him a noogie.

The party was still going full speed at midnight when you dropped down to your knees after doing a keg stand, laughing and wiping the beer off your face with your shirt. Everyone around you clapped and shouted, you put your hands up and did a mock bow, thanking them through your hiccups. You stood up and stumbled towards the hammock that hung between two trees near the edge of the party, your inebriation catching up with you. Lizzy stopped you and gave you a hug, laughing with you and wiping some beer off your chin before making you take a selfie with her. She giggled and explained how perfectly your handstand had been and tried to find the photo she had taken, but was also clearly beyond inebriated and couldn’t manage to figure out where her photo album was.

“Whatever” She said groggily “I’m going to get another one. You want?”

You nodded slowly, laughing, and kept walking towards the hammock. It was dark so you couldn’t see who was sitting on it, but you could see someone’s outline.

“My turn” You shouted, hiccuping. “Its my birthday, so...scram”

“That’s rude” You heard a voice from the hammock, laughing at you, then a puff of smoke plumed towards your face. You coughed once as the smell of pot invaded your lungs.

“Big Fern!” You exclaimed, flopping down next to Rudy on the hammock and laughing when it swung backwards and you had to hold onto his legs to keep from dumping yourself off the back. He roared with laughter and held onto your back and hip until the hammock stopped swinging. 

“Here” He passed you the joint, his other hand still on your back.

“Thank yoooou” You cooed, taking it from him and bringing it to your lips, inhaling long and slow. When you exhaled, a long cloud encapsulated the two of you and you felt your shoulders relax. Even over the scent of the joint you could smell Rudy - his cologne and the soap he used in his hair, it smelled like trees after it rained, fresh and sharp. You closed your eyes and smiled, sinking into the hammock deeper next to him. When you passed the joint back to him you noticed that he was watching you, his eyes hazy but locked on your face. The line of his jaw was illuminated by the distant glow of the fire, the reflection of the sparks danced in his eyes.

“Having fun?” He asked quietly, you could barely hear over the sounds of the party.

“Yeah” You smiled up at him, nodding lightly.

The music was pounding through the sound system that your friend had set up in the trunk of their car, and the song playing was one of you and Rudy’s favourites. You smiled at him, lost in his company. You had been telling yourself for years that Rudy was just a friend, that you didn’t have feelings for him like that, that even if you did it wasn’t worth risking your friendship with him - he was your best guy friend, hell, best friend period. Tonight, however, through the drunk and pot induced haze in your head, you couldn’t find a reason not to sit next to him and stare at him until you went blind.

Rudy brought the joint up to his mouth and paused before putting it to his lips, looking at you with a cheeky expression.

“I want to try something” He said, his voice low and gravelly. 

You nodded, he smiled and brought the joint to his lips - inhaling deeply. He held it in for a few seconds, then shifted forward and leaned his face down in front of yours. You stiffened and held his eyes for a few seconds, realizing what he was doing. 

Oh god. This was actually happening. 

Rudy dipped his head lower and you you felt your mouth open partially, you were shaking slightly and couldn’t imagine how intense this would be if you weren’t half cut. The tips of his hair brushed against your forehead and his nose grazed yours, you almost forgot to inhale when you felt his lips press into yours. 

He breathed the smoke into your mouth, his back straightening and his hand pressing into your hip. You inhaled slowly and steadily, feeling his smoke permeate your lungs and sit in your throat, which was tight. When he was done releasing, he pulled his mouth just far enough away from yours so he could close it, but you resisted. You suddenly didn’t care about the pot or the fact that your lungs were full of smoke, you barely held it in for a full second before blowing it out around your face and pressing your mouth to his again. The cloud around you was thick and dense, but you weren’t breathing anyways. You felt Rudy’s hand come to the base of your neck cradling your head as he kissed you back, your mouths working in tandem. It was easy and calm, yet urgent and heated. You felt your body melt against his as he pulled you closer, his tongue slipping between your lips. You were absolutely going to spontaneously combust and die, and would never live to see 16 and one day. Totally fine, this was the best moment of your life that you had been building up to for 16 years.

As you shifted on the hammock and your hand slipped onto Rudy’s upper thigh, you felt him stiffen and a groan escape his lips. The urgency of the kiss was making your head pound and your body feel tingly and distant. Then, just as Rudy was moving into you closer, heavier, you felt your weight shift and your feet come off the ground, releasing the tension on the hammock and causing it to swing rapidly, both of you tipping backwards and hitting the ground below you with a thud.

You had fallen onto your backs, Rudy’s arm trapped underneath you as you both laughed out of shock. Gravity hit you in more ways than one and you blinked, realizing what had just happened. You turned your head to Rudy, the laugh tapering off, and you held each others gaze for a few moments before you both motioned your heads closer, all you wanted to do was kiss him for the rest of your life.

“Y/N! What happened!” You heard Lizzy squeal from the other side of the hammock, laughing. You groaned and looked up at the small crowd that had gathered around her. One of the guys walking towards you offered you a hand, you quickly looked back at Rudy and let out a breath. He winked at you before helping you sit up and taking someone else’s outstretched hand, you both dusted yourselves off and began to infuse yourselves back into the crowd again. Lizzy dragged you towards the fire and handed you the full beer she had retrieved for you, talking about something she clearly found entertaining, but you barely heard her. You looked over your shoulder and found Rudy’s eyes in the crowd, he was standing with a few of his friends from the soccer team, watching you. You smiled coyly and he winked at you, raising his cup.

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“Y/N!” You heard Lizzy shout from behind you, pulling you back into the present. Rudy’s hand still held yours firmly but his step faltered when he heard her voice. “Wait up!”

She jogged up (tripped up) behind the two of you as you looked over your shoulder to smile at her, Rudy coming to a stop and turning to face both of you. Her face was beaming in a super drunk, really not able to smile without looking like she’s had a stroke kind of way.

“Where are you guys going” She slurred, her hand coming up to play with a piece of your hair. Her eyes were so glazed over that you weren’t even sure if she was aware who she was talking to.

“Uh...you good?” You asked, pulling her hand down from your hair and putting it back at her side. She nodded, licking her lips slowly. 

“One huned percent!” She faltered, her eyes taking seconds to open again. She turned to Rudy then, taking a step towards him and placing both her hands on his chest. “You know, THIS girl-” She nodded at you “-is very happy you’re back. I mean, she didn’t say it but I know.” 

Rudy smiled at her politely and took his hand out of yours, using both his hands to remove hers from his chest gently. She kept going.

“She was...just....very fucked up when you left. Did you know that? So fucked up. It was bad.” 

Your face heated and you frowned at her, then put your hands on her arms and guided her backwards, towards one of the benches. 

“That’s enough” You said harshly, ignoring her protests and practically dragging her through the crowd. “Sit down.”

She looked up at you like a toddler who was in time out and pretended to zip her mouth shut, laughing lightly. You shook your head and looked around, seeing someone holding a water bottle and grabbing it from them, mumbling a sorry as you did, and a thank you.

“Drink this. And stay here until I come back. How old are you?” You hissed the last part at her as you turned around and walked back to Rudy, leaving her there drunkenly laughing. When you joined him again his face was patient but concerned.

“Sorry, I don't know...what that was” You said, sweeping your hair out of your face anxiously, realizing just how drunk you were. 

He looked at you then with something you couldn’t place, biting his lip and breathing heavily. Then, without warning, he grabbed your hand again and spun, walking briskly towards the tree line, you had to jog to keep up this time. When you reached the tree line and had passed by a few, out of direct eye shot of the party, Rudy turned to face you, a hand coming up to his hair and running through it. He was fidgety, and pacing.

You stood stoic, watching him, unsure what he was going to do. 

After a few seconds of pacing back and forth around you he stopped, lifting a hand to his mouth and biting his thumb, before he settled his eyes on you and dropped his hand.

“I-I...fuck it” He breathed, swallowing the gap between you in two fast steps and crashing his mouth into yours. 

You stumbled backwards until you hit a tree, his mouth working hungrily and urgently with yours. His hands gripping your hips he pressed you against the tree firmly and held you still. Even through your liquor buzz you could feel how different this kiss was than the one you remembered from your sixteenth birthday. That kiss had been...new, and excited, and warm. This kiss was...pent up, ravenous, and needy. There was no hesitation now, Rudy’s hands worked around you, his arms enclosing you easily and firmly, his body pressing yours into the tree almost painfully. You bit his lip lightly, begging him to slow down so you could catch your breath, but all it did was encourage him further. There was no space between you, no room to move without him moving with you. Your hands came to the sides of his face, holding steadily and caressing the light stubble, you drew your finger across his jawline and down his neck. Pressing your hand to the skin on the side of his neck you could feel his heartbeat, which was rapid and probably matched your own. He slowed the kiss for a moment and breathed into your mouth as he spoke.

“You okay?” His voice was a low growl as he moved his mouth to litter kisses along your jawline and neck. You nodded, taking the moment to breath clean air into your lungs and try to catch your breath. You closed your eyes and tipped your head back against the tree, seeing stars behind your eyelids as he feathered kisses along your collar bone. You breathed out so heavily that all the air left your lungs and you completely deflated, and when you opened your eyes and straightened your head to look at him, his eyes were half open, full of lust and passion. You felt like you couldn’t breath if you wanted to, but right now you could happily stop breathing and freeze time forever. Your hands moved to his belt, scrambling to undo it, and he pressed his lips to yours again, fevered. 

Then you heard the sirens.

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