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motl3y-cru3 · 2 days ago

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I wrote this story months ago for a very special person. I know it is unlikely you'll even see this but I promised to upload it for you so I thought today would be the day. Happy Birthday girl!!! @tobbesdiscordkitten ♡! I miss you ♡

Pairing: Reader x Vince

Summary: You’ve been Vince’s best friend for years, providing stability in his chaotic life as a rockstar surrounded by drugs, alcohol, and fake people. You’ve supported him through all his highs and lows, even when it was tough on you. Despite hating the toxic environment he’s in, you’ve tried to protect him without pushing too hard, choosing to stand by him no matter what decisions he makes, even if they’re bad. Tonight was yet another night your phone rang, someone calling you to come and take Vince home…

Rating: Mature, Adult Content

Words: 11.522

It was a warm summer’s eve, another saturday you had to pick up Vince from yet another party. It was by far not the first day you got a call from one of his band mates, a friend or simply some random stranger that had cared enough to go through Vince’s contacts and dial your number just to inform you, your friend had once again overdone it.

But that was Vince. He always loved to party, drink, take drugs and lose himself in a pretty woman by the end of the night if he still could. Nothing could ever stop him and for as long as you had known him he was like that. It never was something that bothered you particularly but some of these nights you had plans of yourself that you had to cancel or cut short due to your promise of being a good friend to him.

What bothered you however was how these very heavy nights seemed to become more and more frequent lately. Maybe you had to talk to him about it when he was sober again you thought.

Stepping past the threshold of the fancy villa you were supposed to pick up the singer tonight, you noticed a few recognizable faces. This was Hollywood after all, rich places and rich people, you never quite knew why Vince kept you close enough to get a glimpse of his world but you never asked him either. All you knew was that it was all too extra, too much and too fake for your liking. You didn’t even want to step into this world because you were sure if you wanted, Vince would show you around a little. This was not your thing and you decided to concentrate on the task at hand, which was getting your damned friend out of here without causing too much of a scene. He had enough news reports about him drinking and partying already and you always tried to stay discreet when you picked him up.

Browsing through the first floor at first you witnessed everything. From drunk, passed out people on the ground, to intoxicated people making out and everything in between. After all these years, it was nothing new to you anymore and even when a guy pulled you over every now and then you knew your way to brush them off effectively by now.

When you took the stairs up, you silently cursed him „You better not be balls deep in some chick now Vince!!„

Opening one door after another you were glad to find most of them empty. The third one was where you would find him behind, sitting on a bed with a chick straddling him of course.

Her head whipped to the sound of the door opening. „Ah Vinnie look your girlfriend’s here.“ The woman slurred, rolling her eyes at you while making fun of you. It was obvious you were not his girlfriend but she probably thought she was being extra funny. The blonde was leaning forward, and as soon as she finished her sentence her lips attached to his neck again. Sadly, also that was not a sight unusual for you. Vince had had many girls, never keeping any longer than maybe a few months but they always were the same. Big tits which they liked to show off in very little clothing and mostly blonde, long hair. Ignoring her attitude you stepped into the room, just happy at this point they were not actually fucking right now even though it did look like they were about to any minute.

„Vince? You there?“ You noticed his head hadn’t turned when you opened the door, his eyes half lidded and head resting against the headrest while that woman sucked on his skin like a leech.

Hearing your voice his eyes opened slightly, head turning to face you standing there in the doorway, a very subtle smile appearing on his lips.

„Jesus Christ Vince..“ You brushed your hand through your hair, frustrated with the situation. You tried telling yourself that you didn’t mind him partying every night but seeing him like this proved you wrong every time.

„Babygurrll..“ He slurred, his hand lazily reaching out for you, trying to touch your face even though you were a few feet away from him. You crossed your arms and exhaled deeply. He always had called you babygirl, it was the nickname he gave you years ago.

Gazing back at you with his hazy eyes he patted the bed next to him, silently animating you to come closer. That was another sight you were not unused to. Your friend had never really learned his limits and one day you feared he would have to learn that the hard way.

„Vince come on now, it’s time to go home!“ You stated gently, tilting your head to the side slightly.

„He’s not going anywhere! You go back to where you came from!“ The woman snapped at you, her eyes shooting daggers at you. In return you sighed and shook your head. Even this was normal. Vince never was found without a girl by his side and usually they always tried to keep him for themselves, getting extra defensive as soon as you would step up.

„Vince?“ You ignored her and pressed on. „I said he will stay! Nobody needs you here, go back home and play with your dolls or whatever. Let the adults play!“ She snarled at you. While you were younger than Vince by a few years his friends and acquaintances usually were older than you but this? This was outright rude now.

„Vince you want to go or stay?“ You tried one more time. If he wanted to stay you would let him, you sure as hell were not gonna drag him by his ears out of here.

„Babygirl com’ere..“ He patted the mattress one more time, not answering. „Oh please…“ The chick in his lap protested loudly until you glared at her, shutting her up for a moment.

„No, Vince, just tell me you want to stay or shall I bring you home?“ You demanded to know this time. The more time you spent here the more annoyed you got that you were wasting away your Saturday here again.

When he didn’t answer you, you nodded, knowing everything you needed to know then. The woman started laughing loudly and you turned around, leaving and not bothering to close the door behind you. Not only did you ruin your Saturday night by coming here to save his ass but it all was for nothing on top of it all.

You stormed down the stairs, annoyed and mad at yourself. You should just not care anymore. When you were outside, walking down the long driveway to the gates you heard Vince call your name from behind. He was struggling to speak, obviously still heavily intoxicated but he managed to catch up to you. Your legs kept carrying you down the way, not paying attention to him at all. You were fuming at this point.

„Wait… W-waait babygirl slowd..“ A thud interrupted him, followed by a groaned out „Fuck“. You didn’t even care enough to turn around making sure he was ok. You were mad enough not to care if he was or not.

Just as you were about to step off the property grounds, his hand grabbed your shoulder forcefully, pulling your body around with more momentum than he had intended. His motor skills influenced by the drugs in his system.

Your small body faced him and you nearly lost your footing. „Vince what the fuck?“ You snapped at him for nearly making you fall down on the pavement.

„Babygirl you weren’t stopping.. I had to..“ Vince reasoned, his hand staying on your shoulder while he kept gazing at you with his half lidded, hazed eyes.

„Ugh what are you doing here anyway didn’t you want to stay with your date?“ You mocked, genuinely interested in his answer though.

„That? Nah don‘t even know her name..“ The singer offered weakly.

„As if that mattered.“ You rolled your eyes, not even being subtle about it. Vince noticed even in his heavily drugged state and couldn’t hide the smile that spread on his face. He always loved this about you. You had just a bit of attitude to not make you boring like all the others were. You weren’t always trying to be on his good side, not always swooning over him, riding his dick like all the other girls, figuratively and literally. You always had been different, a breath of fresh air in the putrid cosmos of Hollywood.

„You wanna go home then?“ You asked after a moment when he didn’t say anything and just kept his eyes on your face, blinking slowly. This man was so hammered that even every bat of his lashes looked like immense labor for his body, swaying a little from side to side. You wondered how he stayed on his legs at all. Soon you found out how he kept his balance because the moment he let go of your shoulder he had to take a step back, not to fall over completely. You involuntarily reached out, grabbing his hand before he could fall back.

„Mmhpf please babygirl… bring me home..“ he muttered, taking a step forward again, his body leaning on yours now. In times like this you always realized how goddamn heavy he was. Sure he wasn’t fat but his body well trained the muscle weighing you down much more than fat ever could, especially given that you were just a small girl compared to him. You grabbed his hand and slid it over your back, wrapping your free hand around his hips to help steady him with your own body. You cursed yourself for helping him so fast when he made you that angry just moments prior to this. You couldn’t help yourself though, you were a good friend and you would always be that until he would not want you around anymore.

You continued your way down the street towards where you had parked your car. You opened the door for him to get in first before you got in yourself. You made sure he wouldn‘t hit his head and helped him lower himself. When you walked around the car, he kept his eyes on you through the windshield. The loud noise of the horn startled you and you jumped up suddenly. Inside, Vince was nearly pissing himself from your reaction and as soon as you slid into the driver's seat you pushed his hand off the steering wheel roughly.

“Fucking Idiot!“ you mumbled under your breath, Vince could hardly breathe while he was holding his stomach.

“It wasn‘t even that funny!“ You grumbled, still annoyed but putting up with his childish drunken state once more this time.

“Fuck, it was..“ he wheezed. You decided to ignore him and fastened your seatbelt. As you began driving Vince calmed down again, his head turning to the window watching the streets of Hollywood driveby silently.

It was quiet. Unusually quiet. Vince never was this silent when you drove him home unless he was passed out in your backseat. Normally you didn‘t mind silence but this time it was beginning to bother you. You couldn‘t shake the feeling that something was off.

You turned on the radio to drown out your thoughts. For a few moments it seemed to work but then the drunk next to you turned his head to you. Keeping your eyes on the street ahead of you, you could only see him gazing at you from the corner of your eyes. When he didn‘t avert his eyes after just a moment too long, you began to feel nervous. Was he gonna throw up in your car?

“What?“ you snarled, still annoyed from the situation you found yourself in once again.

Vince stayed silent, his gaze focused on you.

“Do I need to stop? Need to throw up?“ you asked, turning your head to look at him for a moment.

That was a mistake. The way he looked at you made you squirm in your seat. You were glad you had to concentrate on the street ahead of you but the way his eyes burned into you was keeping you on edge. The tiniest movement from the side would shift your focus from the street back on him.

“No…“ Was all he offered. His left hand reached for your mid-thigh. His long fingers embracing the flesh of your bare leg. You nearly swerved off the road but managed to keep your concentration on the street. His grip was gentle, not too firm but it held a certain possessiveness to it. He‘s always been a flirt and he had always been even more when drunk but this level of touching was new to you.

“The fuck you doing Vince?“

“Feeling you up babygirl.“ he replied with a chuckle. His thumb softly stroked the tender skin. You gripped the steering wheel tighter, knuckles whitening.

“Take your fucking hand of my leg Vince!“ You warned through gritted teeth.

“And what if not?“ The blonde tilted his head a little, studying your expression closely.

“I‘ll kick you out of my car and you can walk the rest!“ You replied swiftly, swatting his hand away. Vince obliged with an amused chuckle, leaning back in his seat. Of course you wouldn‘t do it but he annoyed you. Vince watched you from the side, admiring your features. It was like he was looking at you for the first time ever.

„Y’know I wish you weren’t always that prude. You need to relax a little, woman!“

“I am not prude? I‘m just not a slut like you.“ You retorted. „Just because there is a woman out there who‘s not all over you doesn‘t make me prude.“

Vince shrugged and leaned his head back against the headrest of the seat.

„I mean yeah… you‘re so reserved and serious all the time. Babygirl, relax and have some fun. No need to be so..“ he paused, searching for the right word. „..uptight.“

Letting him finish his half slurred sentences, you swallowed. Despite knowing he was intoxicated you tried not to put too much worth in his words but you had to admit that it felt like he was attacking you in a way. Judging you for how you chose to live your life when he chose his own way. You were this close to tell him that you would be having fun right now if you wouldn‘t have to pick up his ass once again but you swallowed down your pride and kept quiet.

The rest of the ride he kept glancing at you but you did a good job at ignoring his teasing behavior. He was a player, always had been but he never tried to play you. You figured he didn‘t find you appealing enough for his standard, being swarmed left and right by women more beautiful and stunning than you could ever imagine. On top of that he was famous, rich and good looking himself. You didn‘t fit in his world so you never questioned it. He just kept you around because you were funny and refreshing company from time to time and he probably wanted to pay you back for all the times you had been the one he could rely on. It was some kind of unspoken deal. He would offer you bits and pieces of his success, in exchange for being there for him like now.

You pulled up into his driveway, his own property not less massive, fancy, and luxurious than the Villa you had just picked him up from.

“We‘re here. So you think you got this now or do I have to tug you in and make sure you actually make it to your bed?“ It was clear in the way you said it that you didn‘t want to come inside but you figured he might be a bit too drunk. It wouldn‘t be the first time for you to find him in the morning, passed out somewhere in the house. You didn‘t want that to happen again.

“Ehh.. I might..“ He opened the door and started to step out of the seat but he forgot to open the belt and so he was halfway stuck in the door, losing his balance and falling back into the seat. That was enough of a demonstration how much he relied on your help now. Before he even seemed to realize what the problem was, you were already out and on the passenger side, ready to help him. You leaned into the car, reaching for the seatbelt, taking Vince off guard with your proximity.

“Hmm“ His hand cupped your cheek all of a sudden, your eyes widened and you could have sworn he was pulling your face towards his, while his gaze was fixed on your lips. To your luck you had just managed to unlock the seat belt and you pulled back out of the car.

Vinces hand hovered mid air for a second and he pouted at the loss. He quickly looked at you and began to set his foot out of the door one more time, nearly falling again if you hadn‘t reached out to steady him. “Thanks babygirl.“

You only nodded and started walking ahead of him, leaving him to his own wobbly legs on purpose.

“Hey wait, slow down..“ he dragged his feet along the tiles towards the door. „Shouldn‘t you help, make sure I don‘t fall and hurt myself or some shit?“

„If you continue I might actually push you!“ You teased him back.

On the way there he leapt the last few feet to you, hugging your shoulder and laying a good amount of his weight onto your feet like this. You groaned but put your arm around his waist to steady him enough until you reached the doorstep.

„Keys?“

His hand that was by his side fumbled in his pockets for the key. It took awfully long, so long that you had in fact started to expect him not to have his keys on him. After about a minute he fished them out and held them in his fingers, smiling like a little school boy. He tried to put the right one into the lock with a bit of difficulty.

“Fucks sake!“ You ripped the key from his hands, let go of his torso and opened the door, stepping into the familiar but not less impressive entry hall of his million dollar home.

You maneuvered towards the master bedroom, without waiting for him once again. You were still mad and you wanted him to know!

“Slow.. down or I’ll slip.“ Vince slurred, trying to keep up with you.

“Move your feet or fall, I don‘t care!“ You called back to him over your shoulder while your feet carried you further into his home. You had been to his house many times and you knew your way around it, even in the dark. Vince stumbled behind you, following you to the master bedroom with a massive smirk on his face. He liked where you were taking him, even though he knew you were just here to make sure he got to bed safely. It wouldn‘t stop his thoughts from going south though.

As soon as he had seen his bed, he wobbled the last few steps and let his body fall onto the mattress with a heavy sigh. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply as if he had just lifted a heavy bag a few flights of stairs.

“Alright you‘re in bed, I‘ll be on my way then.“ Your voice rang from beside the bed.

„What no!“ Vince's head rose again, irritation written over his face. He wanted you to stay.

“Nah you‘re good Vinnie, no need for me to be here any longer. There‘s a glass of water on your bedside table. You should drink it before you go to sleep.“ You pointed to the bedside table, jiggling your keys in your hands.

“Have a good night Vinnie!“ Before you could take even one step, Vince‘s hand wrapped around your wrist and held you in place.

“Stay!“ He said, voice deeper than usual. It held some emotion, you could not quite place. „Please?“ He added, this time with a vulnerability that softened your heart. You hated him. You hated how easily you would soften up around him, how fast you were giving in.

“Vince..“ You started, head tilting to the side with a heavy sigh.

“Please just.. sit down with me and stay? Just a little?“ His hand pulled you down and you sat on the edge of the bed. You noted how his hand did not let go of your wrist and instead his thumb started circling over your skin softly. He avoided your eyes when he opened his mouth again.

“I need your help getting out of these.“ He admitted looking down on his body.

Of course. Despite knowing better you had expected him to say something serious to you, something personal maybe. You wished he would have taken some time and just talked to you or been with you but no, he only needed your help once more. You really should not be as hurt as you were about this but you swallowed down the lump in your throat and nodded.

“Raise your arms!“ You ordered him and he quickly obliged, his eyes never leaving yours. You helped him out of his tank top, opened the bracelets around his wrists, putting them all on the bedside table. Once he was topless your eyes went lower to his hips. His tight leather pants were held up by this wide belt that you would have to open.

„Kay, now the rest you can surely do yourself.“ You averted your eyes, not feeling comfortable enough to open his pants for him.

“Babygirl… please?“ His hands went to the belt, fumbling with it half heartedly until he gave up. He stared at you with a pout on his lips.

“M‘not naked underneath ok I promise!“ He added with a wink, that cocky smile back on his lips. You groaned and turned your body back towards him, replacing his hands on his belt with yours. To open it, you had to pull it a bit tighter first and that of course earned you a playful comment from him.

“Careful babygirl.. don‘t want to damage the goods do ya?“

He was your friend, not your lover. You shouldn‘t be affected by this but here you were, ears growing hot from the situation you found yourself in. Thankfully you had always been a good actress and instead of letting it get to your head you focused on the task at hand, which was getting him out of his pants.

Once you had opened the buckle you pulled the leather band out of the belt loops. Now came the even worse part. His laced up leather pants. You nervously started opening the knot. Unfortunately the knot was tighter and stronger than you had thought so you fumbled with it for a while. There was no way he would have ever gotten out of these on his own.

“Might wanna use your mouth.“ Vince chuckled. The daggers you stared at him had him raise his hands in surrender. „Your teeth babygirl. You might be able to open it with them.“ You shook your head, leaning closer to his crotch to take a better look. Vince‘s breath hitched for a second as your face inched closer, his cock twitching in anticipation.

You eventually found an opening and managed to loosen the knot. You then unlaced his pants bit by bit, leaning back again. When the pants were loose enough you started tearing them down on the sides of his thighs, pulling roughly.

“Easy babygirl. I didn‘t know you were so eager to get me naked!“ Vince laughed, enjoying the way you handled him.

“Shut up before I tie those back up!“ You gave him one more warning look before you hooked your fingers into the waistband of his pants and started pulling them down. Vince lifted up his hips so you could move them past his buttocks and once they were down to his knees they came off pretty easily. You threw them to the side of the bed and looked back at Vince. He sat on his mattress now in nothing but his boxers and the black gloves he wore.

You hated how your eyes were traveling along his tanned skin, taking in the way he looked. You had to admit he had a beautiful body, just the right amount of muscle to make him look like a young greek god. Before your eyes traveled to his boxers he spoke up again.

„Like what you see?“ There it was again, that cocky, arrogant smirk of his. He lay there shamelessly, spreading his legs on the sheets, one knee angled upwards.

“Fuck you Vince“ You grumbled again. You were moving back again, ready to get back on your feet when a pair of gloved hands grabbed your arm again and pulled you on top of him.

„I‘d rather have you do it.“ His hand snaked around your waist, securing your seat on his lap.

„What the..“ You squealed, taken aback by what had just happened. „VINCE!“ Was the only thing you could muster when you had regained a bit of composure.

“What? Don‘t tell me you have never thought about it! Thought about me, late at night when you were lonely in your bed?“ Vince whispered, his breath reeking of alcohol. His fingers slid under your shirt, ghosting over the skin of your sides and back. - And again the arrogance. You hated the arrogance he showed sometimes. He could be the sweetest guy but sometimes he was just oozing confidence. To your own horror you couldn‘t deny that he could afford it. He was hot and he knew it. You just never liked it when people showed off like that.

The smell of alcohol in his breath brought you back to reality. He was drunk as hell and just playing with you. “You‘re insufferable.“ You swung your body back to the side, away from his body. You were on your feet in seconds. „If you wanted to get laid you should’ve stayed at the party with your bitch!“ You snapped at him, anger and hurt evident in your voice. Grabbing your keys off the bed, you were already in the doorway, ready to get back home when these gloved hands held you back one more time. You roared and pulled on your arm, refusing to speak to him.

“Babygirl stop. I‘m sorry, ok I was just kidding.“ He apologized, his hand holding on to your arm. He took your hand in his and turned you around, his fingers intertwining with yours. „Please stay. I just..“ He stopped mid-sentence his face showing signs of confusion and irritation. „I don‘t want to be alone tonight.“ He muttered, voice breaking slightly. You gulped, the heavy lump in your throat hurting as you gazed back into his dark orbs. He has always had this warmth in his eyes, a trait of his you had always admired. They held such softness, tenderness to them, despite his wild and chaotic side. When you looked into his eyes you found what you loved so much about him, a feeling of contentment and acceptance. A feeling of home.This warmth was now overshadowed by something else though. His eyes appeared glossy and your heart ached in your chest just from the emotion conveyed in them.

“Please?“ He croaked, his thumb brushing over the back of your hand soothingly. How could you reject him now when he stood before you, baring you this side of him. A side he has always kept hidden from everyone. You nodded, stepping forward and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a hug. He didn‘t waste any time and pulled you into his body, arms slinging around your waist. He buried his face in the crook of your neck and took a deep breath inhaling your scent.

“Thanks. Thank you babygirl. I appreciate you so much.“ He grumbled against your skin.

You sighed, rubbing his back soothingly, your heart feeling a bit lighter now. You wanted to be there for him. Vince meant more to you than he knew and you would give everything to cheer him up and help him whenever you could.

“It‘s alright Vinnie. I‘ll be here if you need me. I just… I‘m sorry but I just don‘t want to be one of your playthings you know?“

Vince pulled back, his eyes searching yours intently. “You‘d never be just a plaything!“ He cupped your cheek, making sure you saw the sincerity in his eyes.

The silence that followed that statement was deafening. You were taken by surprise with his statement and you were uncertain what that meant. The singer’s fingers cradled your skin tenderly while his eyes scanned your face, admiration written all over his face.

“May I try something?“ he breathed while his eyes dipped down to your lips

A shaky breath escaped your lips and your eyes widened. What was happening? You nervously nodded and the next thing you felt was his plush lips on yours in a hesitant, almost shy kiss, if you could even call it that. He had barely touched your mouth, lips brushing yours for just a moment. A moment long enough to close your eyes but too short for your liking. You were not sure if he was testing the waters to see how you would react or not but you didn‘t care. He had successfully gotten under your skin. FUCK.

It had been years since you had developed some sort of crush on him, something you would have never admitted, not even to yourself. He was just not the boyfriend you had always pictured for yourself. Sure he was a very handsome man, his face and body just built so well but that was nothing you would fall for alone. As the years went by and the more time you had spent with him, you couldn‘t help it, his charm and charisma in combination with his innocent silly side had captivated you and soon you felt something when he was always around women. Suddenly you felt anger and annoyance, disliking any woman on his arm, even though they had never done anything to you. You didn‘t know what it was at first but now you knew it was nothing more but raging jealousy. You hated when he was out and away because you knew what was happening and it was all out of your control. You learned to accept it in a way, knowing it was not your place to voice your opinion on his lifestyle, especially since you were just an ordinary girl and he was a rockstar.

Their lives were just far from yours, two worlds co-existing, and while he was your friend you could always talk to or see, he remained unreachable for you. This was why you could deal with the situation for years. You knew he was rich, famous and popular and you knew he would have never found any interest in you, not when there were so many beautiful women throwing themselves into his arms. And lord he loved it, he enjoyed it. He has never been one to stay in a relationship for long. It was as if he was not made for commitment. No matter how much you had dreamed about it, you knew it was just a fantasy, one you hardly allowed yourself to entertain.

You opened your eyes and frowned when he pulled away. As your lashes swung open, you were finding that he was already looking into your eyes, gauging your reaction to his ghosted kiss. He wanted to give you the space you deserved to pull back and reject him if you wanted to but you didn‘t want to put any distance between the two of you, no you wanted the total opposite. You wanted to close the distance between you again and kiss him as if your life depended on it.

Your heart beat fast and hard in your chest. You felt it bang against your ribcage as your eyes never strayed from each other’s. There was this depth, this warmth and a vulnerability in them now that simply made your heart flip. Something you‘d never seen in him yet.

“Well?“ he finally broke the ice, giving you a sheepish smile before another moment of silence between the two of you hung in the air.

“I can give you the time of your life baby, I can make your body levitate if you let me.“ He whispered to you, promising you pleasure like no one else ever did or ever could.

You blinked once, twice, a million thoughts running through your brain at once. You didn’t want to be just another notch on his belt, another toy to play with but if this was all you could ever get of him then fuck it, you would take it. Take the chance and get a glimpse of him the way you desired him. From one moment to the next you stepped forward, closing the gap between you as you pressed your body against his, chest to chest and lips to lips you kissed him. This time with urgency and passion, pouring all of your feelings and love you had suppressed for so long into it. Your hand snaked around his neck while the other cupped his cheek. It took him a few seconds to register what was happening, stumbling back a few steps he wrapped his arms around your waist in the blink of an eye. You felt his lips turning into a smirk as you kissed him. He wasted no time kissing you back, matching your eager lips with his own. He nibbled on your lower lip, bit down on it and pulled it with a growl. He gave you no time to breathe because the next thing you knew was his tongue had slipped past your teeth and was now exploring your mouth, teasing and battling your tongue with amusement.

His kisses alone made the fire and your desire for him grow even stronger and you wanted more of him, taste more of him, feel more of him and claim him, even if it was just for one night. You would make him yours and if you lost your heart to him completely then so be it. You couldn‘t live like this anymore, secretly yearning for him while he never knew about it, about your feelings and attraction to him.

For a few moments you felt like he‘d just let you do as you wanted, let you dominate the kiss and where this was leading to but just as you were about to pull back he lifted you up and you instantly wrapped your legs around his hips. His strong hands supported you, cupping your ass and holding you firmly. He pushed your back against the door first, his lips instantly attaching your neck. You craned your neck to the side to give him better access to your sensitive skin which he knew to appreciate. He kissed along the side of your flesh, down to the crook of your neck where he sucked a little on the skin before he bit into it harshly. Keeping the skin in place with his teeth, he then flicked the tip of his tongue over it repeatedly and with intense pace. Your whole body was on fire, a tingling sensation spreading from your neck throughout your body. You had never felt like that before. Whatever he was doing it felt so good you moaned uncontrollably loud. In return he pushed his hips forward so you felt his erection straining against his boxers between your legs. The thin material left very little for your imagination and you could feel his cock pressing against your womanhood.

Your hands roamed all over his skin, touching and rubbing over his torso in an attempt to feel every inch of him.

“Hungry are we?“ He pulled back, his right hand balling a fist in your hair, pulling on it with a smug smile. You couldn‘t even think straight anymore, he was just the most beautiful man you‘d ever laid eyes on.

“Y-yes“ you breathed out while your gaze lingered on his face. He had that sexy look in his eyes, the look you had seen glimpses of every now and then. His eyes half lidded, his dark orbs carrying so much emotion and desire it nearly felt overwhelming to be on the receiving end of it for once. Never once did you dare to imagine, you‘d find yourself in this situation, not with him and yet here you were after just one of those countless nights of supporting him after his parties.

Vince readjusted his grip on you and made sure to keep you close while his legs carried the both of you to the bed. He made sure to lower you gently onto the mattress. As soon as you lay in the sheets he leaned back, eyes roaming all over your body with a frown. He studied you and from what you saw on his face your heart immediately dropped. In seconds you went from ecstatic to self conscious about your body. Did he not like what you looked like? Was he regretting this now? Did he just change his mind and decided he didn‘t want you at all? Your eyes searched his eyes for any hint of what was going on in his head.

“W-what?“ you dared to ask, masking your insecurities with a shallow chuckle. „Do you not like this?“

“No! In fact I don‘t like this at all.“ He said coldly, readjusting himself on the mattress and then pushing your shirt up, revealing your stomach first and then the rest of your upper body to him. He pulled the shirt over your head and threw it somewhere to the other end of the room, leaving you lying in your bra. He then gazed at you again, the frown replaced by a soft smirk on his face now. He wasted no more time, leaning down, kissing your breasts while his hands cupped both of your tits through the bra. His thumb gliding under the fabric, teasing the underside of your boobs. After a few moments he pulled your body up to open up the bra on your backside, effectively stripping you of the last piece of clothing that hid your bare chest from his sight.

„Now that‘s better.“ Vince glanced down, pleased to see your nipples perk up on either of your breasts. His big hands cupping each of them and kneading them firmly.

“Always admired your tits baby!“ He praised nonchalantly, as if he hadn‘t just admitted to paying attention to your breasts over the years now, despite you thinking he never noticed you.

„And they feel even better than I imagined.“ His fingers circled around your nipple teasing the sensitive skin. He glanced up at your face to see your reaction. At this point he had you entranced and you were craving to feel his skilled hands do more to you. Brushing his thumb over your sensitive bud, your back arched slightly, your expression almost painful. At this point your body was on edge, you needed a release and all he did was teasing you more and more only resulting in your body getting more sensitive under him. Little did you know that was exactly what he wanted to accomplish at this point. He took great pleasure in playing with you, teasing you. He had waited for years to get to see you like this, touch you like this and he would now take his time to enjoy you as much as he could.

“Ah ah ah.. getting a little impatient now, mh?“ Vince grumbled lowly, his thumbs repeatedly brushing over your erect nipple.

“Please… Vince please.“ You gasped in need of more stimulation. Your hand traveled down between your legs, slipping into your pants to rub your swollen clit and your dripping cunt. The man on top of you wouldn‘t have it though. He was quick to grab your wrist and pull your hand back, guiding your fingers to his mouth. He took the tips of your fingers between his lips and sucked them clean while he kept his eyes on you.

“So sweet, babygirl. It‘s a shame I only get to taste you now.“ He pushed your hands back and pinned them to the mattress above your head while he hovered over you. His face was mere inches from yours and his eyes dipped from your eyes to your lips.

“You could have had this years ago. Imagine all those nights we could have had. You and me and endless nights of pleasure. I can take you to heaven baby. Just say the word.“ he murmured against your skin. His lips were caressing your breasts again. This man was truly using all his tricks to convince you. He pressed his tongue to your nipple and he flicked it. When you didn‘t answer for a moment, closing your eyes again, he hummed, waiting for your reply. He sucked on your nipple and released it with a plop.

“I need you to say it baby.“ He added, licking over the areola on your left tit.

“Y-yes please.“ You forced to say, your words breathy and weak.

„Please what? Speak to me, use your words!“ Vince chuckled, his hands sliding down your sides.

“I- I need you to fuck me! Please!“ You replied with urgency in your voice. The moment those words left your lips, you could see his eyes turn darker than they were before. The sparkle brighter than ever.

“And that I‘ll do! I‘ll fuck you harder than you could ever dream of.“ Vince slapped the side of your hips, before he leaned down again whispering into your ear.

“I‘ll fuck you like you deserve to be fucked. No more boy drama that you complain to me about. I‘m going to fuck you like a man, not a boy!“

He grabbed your hips and lifted your lower body up, positioning your legs on either side of his hips. He then opened your jeans, pulling them down to reveal your red underwear underneath but not pulling them off fully just yet.

“Oooh red? Who were you trying to seduce tonight, mhm?“ he questioned while he unfastened his gloves and pulled them off, throwing them across the room.

“S-some guy at the bar..“ you mumbled, lying to him.

“But ultimately you chose me over your guy, yeah? Good choice baby. After tonight you‘ll never choose another cock over mine!“ His fingers slid between your legs, rubbing your dripping cunt through the lace.

“Ah.. we‘ll see about that.“ You moaned weakly. You desperately tried to stay composed but it was impossible.

“Judging by the ocean between your legs you‘re more than happy with your decision.“ He pulled the red lacy fabric to the side and slipped his index into your hole and circled around your walls. Your mouth fell open, taking you by surprise.

„Ohhhhhh..“

„Good girl. Be honest, no hiding what you‘re feeling! I‘m not into that fake shit!“ He pushed his finger into your drenched hole a few more times.

“Y-you‘re not?“ You asked semi-cockily with a sigh. You wanted to sound more accusatory but he was making your toes curl already.

“Shut up!“ He knew what you were implying but he wasn‘t going to accept your bratty comments. Not when he was the one in control of your body. He grabbed your chin with his free hand and squeezed your cheeks together, making you look at him.

“I‘m going to make you see stars but only if you behave, do you understand?“ He growled, his finger pumping in and out of you again. He then added his thumb to press on your clit for the next five pumps, making your eyes fall closed, nodding vehemently. At this stage you would agree to anything.

“Ahh.. y-yes!“ you moaned, your hips bucking up against his hand. Vince smiled and let go of your cheeks, stroking his thumb over your cheekbone.

“Good girl. That‘s what I like to hear.“ He added a second finger, stretching your walls further and pumped a few more times, making your breathing even harder. It was all so sloppy, he was fingering you with your jeans half down your thighs but you didn’t care all you wanted was to cum. You could feel your orgasm building up so fast.

“Oh you don‘t know how bad I want to cum on your face right now!“ Get that sticky stuff all over that pretty face of yours!“ He fingered you relentlessly, removing his thumb from your clit to edge you again and again, making your insides feel as if they were on fire. Everytime you were close to cum he withdrew, enjoying toying with you.

“V-VINCE!!!“ You groaned when he denied your orgasm for the 5th time, earning a slap on your hip again.

“What is it? You want to cum that badly?“ He asked, halting his movements completely.

“Fuck YES make me cum already!“ You exclaimed boldly, shyness out of the window. You glared at him with irritation. Vince bit his lip and started again, this time slamming his finger in and out while circling your clit expertly with his thumb until your moans grew louder and louder. Your walls clenched around his finger and your toes curled as you let out a series of moans. It felt like something in your abdomen just exploded as your orgasm engulfed you fully. He was helping you ride it out. Once you got down from the high, your body fell limp and he withdrew his fingers. You gazed up at him, brushing your hair out of your face as your glazed over eyes found his. He licked his finger clean once more, savoring your taste.

He continued to pull on your pants, now freeing your legs of them and pulling down, your underwear following shortly after. You lay before him, fully exposed for the first time ever.

He eyed you up and down, licking his lips like a predator about to devour its prey. He pulled you down by your legs so you were laying flat on your back, your legs still on either side of him. His cock was standing proud and tall, only restricted by the thin fabric of his boxers. You were curious about it so you reached out to stroke it hesitantly. It seemed to take him by surprise. He hissed as you touched him there, making the spot between your legs pool with fluids again.

„Mhm babygirl FUCK!“ He mumbled between gritted teeth, eyes closed for a short moment. He could feel his cock grow bigger and harder even, twitching irritably when her fingers made the softest contact.

He opened his eyes again, eyes instantly locked on you. His orbs shining with lust and hunger, waiting to be released. He could barely think of anything else than his desire for you. Months and years he had imagined your body in his bed, under him, over him and in every position possible. He leaned forward, his hands sliding up and down your sides.

“Babygirl I need you, do you understand?“ He whispered to you with vulnerability in his voice. For some reason this gave you all the confidence you needed and your fingers hooked into the waistband of his boxers. You were not wasting a second more and pulled it down to free his cock from its cage. It stood proud and tall between you and him. About 7.5 inches tall if you had to guess. Your mouth was already watering as you were mesmerized by his very handsome little fella. Your eyes never left his cock and you hesitantly reached out, poking it at first.

“Heh.. don‘t be afraid. He‘s not shy and neither do you have to be.“ He spoke about his cock as if it was its own entity and on some days if you asked he would probably say it was.

Your fingers wrapped around him, feeling him hard and heavy in your small hands. Vince groaned again, throwing his head back as your fingers squeezed his shaft just enough.

„Move it, up and down baby.“ Slowly starting to grow more confident, you started to follow his instructions, jerking him off slowly at first to get more used to it, studying his reactions closely. This was so much more than you had ever dared to imagine already, it was enthralling.

„F-faster baby! Speed up!“ Vince moaned softly. You did as he asked, moving your tiny hand faster up and down, brushing your thumb over the tip of his head which in return had him howl out in pleasure. Suddenly he opened his eyes again, gaze fixed on your hand jerking him off at first before his eyes drank in your body, still lying under him.

„Yes, fuck baby I need to be in you, NOW!“ He exclaimed, pushing your body back on the mattress, his hands quickly grabbing hold of your wrists and pulling them over your head to pin them to the mattress. He then held them with one hand in place while the other took hold of his swollen cock, poking it against your hole making you gasp in anticipation. He smirked mischievously, his hand guiding his cock over your sex repeatedly, smearing your juices all over the skin between your legs. You mewled and writhed under him, impatiently waiting for him to push into you so you could feel him.

Vince enjoyed seeing you like this. His thoughts flooded with pictures and imaginative sounds he was going to make you do tonight. He loved teasing you, always has but teasing you like this definitely was his favourite activity from now on. His own heat was getting the better of him now and he could no longer hold back. He guided the head of his erection to your lubricated hole and pressed into you slowly. Your eyes widened when he pushed your walls apart, intruding into the warm and wet cave between your legs.

„Ouhhh...“ You moaned and whined at the same time. His cock was not just a decent size in length but also in girth. He was stretching you to the brim and it stung, a few tears pooling in your eyes. He bit his lip, you were incredibly tight, something he had not had in a long long time. All the other chicks he banged were not even close to feeling this good, embracing him, this perfectly. But this was not just another chick he met at an event or a party, no this was you, his babygirl. In a way your pain was his pleasure and when he saw you teary eyed he felt a mix of remorse and arousal.

“M‘sorry babygirl but I need to keep pushing.“ He whispered, wiping away a tear that ran down your cheek. He knew it would only get better once he was fully inside. All you could do was nod and try to breathe slowly. He kept pushing deeper until he was fully buried inside of you. You took a few deep breaths when he leaned in to press a gentle kiss full of admiration and love to your lips. He meant to soothe you, make this as bearable as he could. If it was any other woman he would be much less gentle, much more greedy and much rougher. But other than any other girl, you meant something to him so he would be damned if he didn‘t care about you.

You lay there, now focused on his lips kissing you. The stinging pain didn‘t lessen and you bit your tongue.

„Start moving please.“ you gasped quietly. Vince pulled back, searching your eyes for any indication of regret. But you were determined and you knew it would help you ease up faster if he started moving. He nodded, sliding out of you just a little bit before he gently pushed into you again.

Your face twisted in pain a little but you kept quiet, not wanting him to stop. You wanted this just as much as he did and you knew you had to endure a bit of pain to get to the rewarding sensation you both seeked to experience together.

His hips drew in and out of yours, in a slow rhythm. Each time he withdrew a little further, rubbing his cock along the insides of your walls until he pulled out of you completely to thrust back into you fully again. His own groans and moans getting louder the faster he was allowing himself to go and your expression was beginning to relax. The pain was lessening as he kept thrusting, further lubricating your cunt with each stroke. A few moments of silent thrusting passed and it became rather pleasuring now. The only sounds in the room were his little grunts and his heavy breathing.

„Oh fuck yes… this feels soo good Vince. Don‘t stop!“ You began moaning in his ear. The words and the tone of your voice sending waves of excitement straight to his cock, making the little guy twitch in satisfaction. Vince‘s head hung low, his right hand still securing your wrists above your head while the left held your hips firmly to push into you with a steady pace. Vince slammed into your swollen cunt, bottoming out with each powerful thrust. His mouth hanging open from the sensation.

„Fuck how are you so fucking tight you little bitch?“ He degraded you playfully. He wouldn‘t admit it but he was losing himself fast here. He knew he needed to do something or else he would shamelessly cum in a matter of seconds like a horny schoolboy. He had two options: he could make you cum fast or he would have to pull back and do something else to give himself a moment to cool down.

He adjusted himself a little and hit you from a slightly different angle to stimulate your clit with every move. He lowered his body so he was almost laying flat on top of you, providing even more pressure on your clit like that. You felt like you were about to see stars now, the pain and tension had ebbed away completely, leaving you fully at his mercy. Your legs spread further apart, granting him easier access to you. Eager to feel him press into you even deeper. The pressure on your clit made you breathe heavily, your eyes rolling back with each of his thrusts from the pleasure that rippled through your entire nervous system like that.

Each time he pushed against you, your whole body moved up on the mattress from the force, literally driving you higher and higher towards the blissful feeling you were so desperate for. Your hips began bucking up against his, your orgasm so close you couldn‘t think anymore. He drove you crazy.

Vince struggled himself, his breathing labored and heavy. He concentrated hard on lasting long enough to make you cum and not disappoint you. He himself was shocked to see how fast he was about to nut. Usually he could last for over an hour but his desire for you must have been too strong, your body feeling just too good around him. Everything about you was intoxicating, your smell, your face, the feeling of your skin against his and the way your walls clung to his cock. And to top it off the sounds you made were even sweeter than he had imagined. It was beginning to become a challenge.

Your moans became louder, your hips fighting against the hold of his hand. Your whole body was writhing under him.

„A-Almost t-there Vince p-please…“ You whimpered, head thrashing left to right and then he let go of your hands to hold your chin between his thumb and index, making you look at him. Your gaze met and his eyes mirrored yours, lust, desire and fire but also something else written in those half-lidded eyes.

The eye-contact itself was intense enough for you to send you over the edge when he pushed into you again. His hips slamming against yours, your walls clenching as the heavy knot that had built up in your abdomen seemed to finally snap loose. Your mouth fell open, eyes rolling back when he squeezed your chin again, successfully claiming your attention again.

“AHHH MHHMM... Vince.. vince.. vince!!!“ you moaned as you came hard, the intensity of your orgasm unmatched. No one, not even you yourself, made you feel a release that was as satisfying or intense. Your eyes stayed locked on Vince‘s as he fucked into you relentlessly while you rode out your orgasm. You lost all sense of time and place as it felt like the orgasm was never ending. Before you were coming down from your high Vince‘s cock twitched a few times before he shot his cum deep into you with a shuddering moan. His hips sloppily pushed into you a few more times until he stilled completely.

His eyes never left yours and you just stared at one another in silence for a moment before he leaned down to capture your lips with his in a tender kiss.

You didn‘t know what it was but you liked this version of him, the softer side he usually didn‘t show. When he pulled away, he kept his face close to yours, noses brushing he looked into your eyes.

“Was that good, babygirl?“ He asked, voice low and deep, a stark contrast to his moans from just moments prior when he had lost control. A part of him was a bit insecure about his performance. Usually he never cared if the woman liked it or not since most of them were just groupies. He’d never see again anyway. But with you it was just different.

“It was amazing.“ You smiled, softly, still uncertain what this was between you. You knew that everything would be different from now on. You either would never talk again or maybe you would become friends with benefits from now on.

Vince noticed the flicker of anxiety in your eyes and he frowned.

„What is it, love?“ He stroked your cheek with the outside of his hand. You put on a smile and tried to brush it off quickly. You didn‘t want to cause a scene now, not after the special moment you had just shared.

He was still inside of you after all and you would hate yourself forever if you ruined it before it had even ended.

„It‘s nothing.. I just can‘t quite grasp what just happened.“ You said, trying to sound somewhat nonchalant about this. In fact there was a storm brewing inside of you now. You knew you were playing with fire as soon as you let him in but now you couldn‘t deny what you had feared all those months. You had not just caught feelings for your best friend but also you were completely and utterly in love with him.

To your relief he seemed to buy your cheap excuse. He leaned back and pulled out of you, rolling to the side next to you pulling the blanket over the both of you before he leaned back against the pillows to pull you into his side, his arm behind your head.

„Well it was bound to happen I‘d say. I‘m just too irresistible.“ He chuckled. When you didn‘t laugh along he scanned your face. Too lost in thought you didn‘t find his words funny at all. He frowned again, turning to the side to take a better look at you. „I was just joking okay but I have to admit I wanted you for a long time now.“ He caressed your face, cupping your cheeks with a big smile.

“But I hope you still think I am irresistible.“ He winked, your expression softening and you nodded. „Yes. I-“ You started but stopped halfway. Vince eyed you and waited for you to gather your words.

“Vince what is this now?“ You couldn‘t help it. You needed clarification. The feeling of lying in his arms, covered in sweat from the best sex you ever had was driving you insane. It felt too good like this but you needed to know how to continue with him in the future.

His silence was not helping your nerves and you turned your head to make eye-contact.

“What are we now? Friends? Or friends with benefits?“ You asked, heart heavily bumping against your ribcage.

When he opened his mouth you felt like exploding, your nerves slowly eating away at you.

“What do you want us to be? Do you want us to be friends with benefits? Or what do you want?“ He asked, his voice distant.

He was really making this hard for you. You felt scared and insecure. Surely he wanted that, if he even wanted to do it again at all. You knew how he was, never sleeping with girls more than a handful of times at max unless they were his chosen girlfriend. He left you utterly confused with the way he said that.

“I-I don‘t. I-“ You broke off again, a heavy sigh escaping your lips.

“Fucks sake Vince I know you don‘t see me like that but I don‘t want to be just your temporary toy okay? Y-You mean far too much to me than that. I can‘t do that.“ You told him, gathering all your courage. The silence between the two of you was deafening.

„I-I fucking love you….I always have.“ You said, voice breaking towards the end, your heart beating heavily in your chest. You were preparing to get your heart broken by him now.

Vince looked at you with an unreadable expression for what seemed to be hours. In reality it was probably only a few seconds but these were the most uncomfortable and scary seconds of your life. You immediately regretted telling him, murmuring some sort of apology as you scrambled off the bed, collecting your clothes. In a matter of seconds being in the same room as him had become incredibly agonizing to you so you avoided looking at him.

The moment you just picked your shirt up again you felt his warm fingers wrap around your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. With a slight shock your head whipped up to look at him, just now his brown eyes held emotions

”Where do you think you’re going?” His voice rang through the silence. He looked at you with those beautiful brown eyes.

You stared back at him, unable to find any words for a few moments. You swallowed and opened your mouth.

“I’m leaving.” You replied shortly.

”No you’re not!” He instantly answered, pulling you back onto the bed, making you fall back into the warm sheets. Before you could even register what happened he’d already caged you in with his arms on either side of you. He stared down at you, making you want to squirm and wiggle from feeling so embarrassed but instead you just lay there, gazing up at him. For a while he just kept watching you.

”You’re not leaving me.” He said in a low voice, his orbs shifted back and forth between yours. “Not after what you just said.”

You exhaled a breath you hadn’t even realized you were holding. You didn’t know what to say so you waited for him to say something.

”You’re never leaving me again..” He declared, capturing your lips in a tender kiss. “Never!”

You stared at him when he kissed you, not kissing him back. He noticed that too and pulled back. “What’s wrong baby?” He whispered. He looked at you as if all of this was so normal and it just didn’t sit right with you. Was he just gonna play this down, as if nothing had happened now?

”Vince what do you mean? Why are you so cool?” You asked, irritation in your voice. Was this all just a game to him?

“Why shouldn’t I be?” He smiled at you. That irritated you even more. You had just opened up to him about your deepest feelings, you felt vulnerable and nervous. It was the biggest risk you had ever taken in your life. You kept staring at him, hoping he would say something, anything to explain himself.

”Babe what?” He pulled back and looked at you, his hand brushing your hair softly.

“Don’t call me babe Vince I meant it! I can’t be your playtoy.. I just can’t.” You tried to explain once more, avoiding his eyes and growing impatient and nervous again. You knew the rejection was inevitable at this point.

Vince kept his eyes on you the whole time, his eyes holding a warmth and tranquility in them. He wanted to calm you down, to soothe you but you just wouldn’t even look at him.

“Babe..” he tried only for you to talk over him again.

”I’m so sorry I caused such trouble now..” You continued your rant, slowly panicking.

”Babe stop!” Vince repeated, hoping you’d listen but you were still completely in your little rant, trying to drown out everything else to prolong the heartbreak just a bit longer.

“..It should’ve never fucking happened..” you rambled and that’s when he cupped both of your cheeks with his warm hands. He turned your face to his and leaned down, to catch your attention and get you to stop yapping.

”Babe enough!” He sighed when you finally looked at him and stayed quiet. “Babe I know I know… you’re not just a toy for me. You..” he took a moment to find his words. “You’re so much more than that.. so so much more.” He whispered while caressing your cheeks with his thumbs. His focus solely on your eyes, his amber eyes sincere and honest.

“Babe I- I wanted you for so long.. and not just for a temporary fix. I-..” He started again with the biggest smile on his lips. You frowned. How could he just grin now when you were so on edge.

”Are you joking? Is-is this a joke to you?” You asked, voice stern and annoyed.

”Babe no.. I’m so.. so incredibly happy! You don’t understand!” He shook his head. “I might be the happiest man on earth right now.”

You stared at him, confused and shocked.

”W-What?” You whispered, not trusting your voice fully to answer louder.

”Yes babygirl I want you to be more than just a stupid sex toy.” He kissed your forehead. “I want you to be my girlfriend and I will never let you leave me.” He now kissed the tip of your nose. “I’ll make sure you stay with me forever.” He grinned and kissed your lips before he pulled back again.

You took a deep breath, not believing your ears right now. “R-really?”

“Yes!” He smiled warmly. You searched his eyes for any hint of betrayal or dishonesty but he looked so genuine and sincere your heart felt like it was beating out of your chest. To make his message more clear he planted soft kisses all over your face, making you giggle cutely. He pulled back and smiled at you, happy to have made you smile again.

“I’ll make you the happiest woman ever!” He mumbled, moving his lips down to your jaw and kissed it. His hands moved to your neck, his fingers buried in your hair, holding your head in position. “Babygirl I wanted this for so long!” Vince’s lips slid over your skin, sucking and biting his way to your breasts. He peppered your neck and cleavage in hundred tiny kisses before he came back up to look at you with a big smile on his lips.

”So what do you say?” He asked, wiggling his brow playfully. He knew your answer but he wanted to cheer you up with his goofiness. “Will you be my girl?”

Your eyes widened and you were lost for words. You didn’t believe a thing you just heard, you kept staring at him like a deer caught in the headlights.

Vince waited for a moment, wiggling his eyebrows a bit more but he soon realized you were just lost for words. He couldn’t help but find that incredibly cute.

“You know you can also just kiss me if you do-.” Before he had finished his sentence you pulled him down to you, kissing him passionately, hoping to convey your message that way. He groaned and kissed you back instantly, his hands sliding down your body once more, touching and teasing you again. When you both pulled back to catch a breath of air he smirked at you.

”Ready for round two?”

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