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One Drunk Night

Personalized Dean Dobbs/Jack Howard imagine for anonymous. Includes smut content.

"You're always such a dick!" you yell to your boyfriend, Dean, as you slam the bedroom door. You can hear him stomping toward the room, so you sit in front of the door to prevent him from entering. He turns the knob and pushes. "Let me in, you bitch," he says harshly. "No. I don't want to see you."

Silence.

~15 minutes later~

You arrive at a club downtown and walk in. After a few minutes alone you run into your friend Jack.

"Hey, Laura! What're you doing here? Where's Dean?" he exclaims, showingly happy to see you. "Hi, Jack! I had to get away from home. Dean's there and we got in a fight. A big one," you respond, visibly a little saddened. "Oh, no. Why don't we get some drinks, and you can stay at my place tonight, if ya want." "That'd be great. Thanks."

The both of you make your way to the bar and order drinks.

Making small talk, neither of you have realized how many drinks you've had until you're hammered.

"Hey,uhm...uhh...her, L-Laura," he slurred, "you, uhh, wanna get o-out of this, uh, heerreeee?" ""Whaa?" you mumble, realizing he was talking to you. "Oh, uhh, yeaahh, surrreeee," you slur slowly.

The both of you stumble outside and wave down a cab.

On the way to Jack's flat you lean on him, unable to support yourself. When your head starts slipping down, you notice your hands are entangled with one another. You leave them there.

When you arrive Jack helps you out of the car and the two of you stumble up the stairs. Once you reach the door Jack searches around in his pocket for the key. Once he finds it, he begins fumbling around the door knob and fails for a good three minutes before finally getting it. Jack closes the door behind you and as he turns back around you grab his head and kiss him. Initially, he's shocked, but after a second he relaxes and kisses you back. With his hands now around your waist, you go over to the couch. The two of you drunkenly fall over and are now laying down, you on top. You break away from the rough kissing to tear out of your restrictive dress. After removing your dress, you drunkenly tug at Jack's shirt, telling him to rid of it. As soon as he gets the shirt over his mouth, you lean down and begin kissing him again. You move down and kiss hi from his neck down to his torso. His body shivers as your tongue makes contact with the skin just below his belly button. Even when you reach the waist line of his pants you keep going down, kissing over the jean material to tease him. You feel him hardening under the clothing and decide not to torture him any longer. You start fumbling with the button in an attempt to set him free. After a minute or two, you finally got them off. Now all that is between you two are his boxers. You put the tips of your fingers in the waist line of the plaid cloth and pull down, revealing his forbidden parts. His dick springs up, calling to you. Slowly, you pump your hand up and down its length. After a few seconds you lower your moth to him. You lick up and down before wrapping your mouth around him. You hear little moans escaping as you bob your head up and down. You take him out of your mouth before letting him finish, saving the best part for last. You make your way back up to his mouth and begin kissing again. His lips part from yours and move to your neck- your sensitive part. You let out a little moan as your skin feels the soft warmth of his lips. As he licks and sucks just below your ear, his hand slips down your body and rubs little circles into the place your panties should've been, but had been removed at some pint that you could not remember. His other hand moves to the small of your back. His mouth moves from your neck down to your breast without leaving your body. The hand rubbing your hip makes its way in between your thighs and start rubbing your clit, making you wetter than you already were. You lets out a moan as Jack's middle finger finds your G-Spot, and you feel him grin against your nipple. Slowly, he slides his fingers from your clit and slips one into your dripping wet pussy. He sticks another in and easily slides in and out of you, using his thumb to still massage your clit; his tongue running over your nipple. Your hands search for something to grab and that find his back. Close to cumming, you moan and dig your nails in his back, making him bite your breast, causing you to scream out in pleasure. He lowers himself until your thighs are resting on his shoulders. His hands hook onto your hips. You feel the smoothness of his tongue rubbing over your already wet area. you let out a few continuous moans. Every time his tongue glides over that certain spot on your clit you gasp for air. He sucks on your clit for a second, driving you wild. He slides a finger into your extremely wet hole, slowly pushing it on and out at first. As he feels your breathing increase, he pumps faster, not forgetting to move his tongue at the same pace. You feel yourself reaching your climax as you let shudders of breath and moans escape your mouth, and you feel Jack smiling at this. Your body shivers shake as you let yourself go, Jack slowing down to ween you from the pleasure. You two roll over so you're now on top, straddling Jack. He places his hardened body part into your dripping wet one. With his hands on your waist, he guides you up and down, up and down, slowly at first. Pleasure shoots through your bodies like a jolt of electricity. moans escape from both of your mouths. You lean down and start kissing him as you still bob your body up and down against his, going faster now. Loud moans and screams escape from your mouths as you both approach your climax. After a few moments you both orgasm and you feel Jack cum inside of you. You drop your body onto his, the both of you heavily breathing. The two of you drift off to sleep in this position.

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The next morning you wake to find yourself lying naked on a cold floor with a massive headache. As you see Jack laying next to you curiosity and guilt floods your body.

"Jack?" you say, shaking him. "Jack, wake up!" "What?" he slurs, sleep still occupying most of his brain. "What happened last night? What did we do?"

At this he becomes more alert. He takes notice of the lack of clothing.

"Well...uhm...I think you and I had sex. Actually, I know we did. And if I remember correctly, I was pretty amazing," he says, giving you a sly smile. "Fucking fuck, Jack! I cheated on Dean, the guy I love, with his best friend!" you say as you start gathering your clothes and tossing Jack his.

The look on his face indicates he knows he did something bad...and he doesn't care. There's something about it that attracts you to him.

"So," you say, sitting on the couch with your clothes next to you, "it was amazing, huh?" "Yeah. Well, I was amazing, you could step it up a bit," he says teasingly. "Oh, I can?" you reply, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah, just a bit."

You get off the couch and move over to Jack, who's still sitting on the floor, and sit on his lap with your legs on either side of him.

"You should help me practice sometime," you say, giving him a small kiss. "Yeah, maybe I should," he mumbles, kissing you back.

Slowly you get up and get dressed.

"I've got to go. I have to mend things with Dean, I hate fighting with him. But, uh, you should text me later." "Good luck. Tell him I said hi. And I might...but then again I might not," he says, getting up to show you to the door.

You two share a kiss at the door before you leave.

You become nervous as you approach the door step. How will he act? Is he still mad? You slowly insert the key and turn it to unlock the door. You take a deep breath as you turn the knob and push the door open.

"Dean?" you call out, not knowing where he is. "Yeah," he respond immediately. "I'm in the room."

You slowly make your way to the room, nervous for what might happen. When you open the door Dean is sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Hey, Laura," he starts, "why don't you come sit down." He pats the bed next to him.

As you sit down he gently rubs your hands.

"I'm sorry," he says. "For last night. I can't even remember why we were fighting, but I know I was mean to you. I hope you can forgive me." You can see the honesty in his eyes as you say, "Of course I can forgive you."

He pulls you into a hug. "Thank God. I can't stand you being upset with me. I felt like utter shit last night," he says into your shoulder. "Aw, Baby," you say, pulling away from the hug. "Everything's okay now." You lean into to kiss him and he immediately kisses you back. "So where'd you stay last night?" Guilt forms a boulder in your stomach as you say, "With Jack. Saw him up at the club and he offered to let me crash with him." "I'm glad he was there. I don't have a mate I trust more than him."

Pangs of guilt crash into you and you wonder if he can see it on your face.

"Yeah, he's a good friend." :Hey, how about we invite him out to lunch? I wanna thank him for taking care of you last night." "Yeah, I'll text him. Smith's? The weather's perfect for their patio." Ah, absolutely! I haven't been there in months."

Suddenly all guilt floods out of you as you type, "Dean wants to take you for a thank-you lunch. Meet us at Smith's in an hour...I'll see you in the bathroom(;." and hit "send." A twinge of excitement courses through your body as you receive his reply saying. "Text you when I'm close;)."

You and Dean are waiting at a table when you receive a message saying, "Outside."

"I;m gonna go to the ladies' room," you say as you get up. "Okay, Love. I'll be here."

As you walk away you type, "Girls' bathroom. Handicap stall," and hit "send."

You make your way through the crowd and push open the bathroom door. You bend down to make sure no one but you and Jack is in the room. The coast is clear. You knock on the handicap stall door.

"What's the password?" Jack asks in a singsongy voice. "The password is 'There is no password and you better open this damn door or I'm going back to the table,'" you replied. "I was looking for 'Please' but I guess that'll work."

As soon as he opens the door he pulls you into his embrace and meets your lips with his. You step into the stall and shut the door, leaning against it.

"Damn you're good at this," you say against his mouth. "Kissing?" he says, moving his mouth to your neck. "Getting me wet." You feel him smile against your skin.

You reach down and pull his pants down, rubbing his hardening penis. Then you pull down your own pants and panties. Jack lifts you up and places himself inside you. You wrap your legs around his waist and let out a little moan as he slowly starts to pump in and out. He reaches down and begins to rub your clit and you pull his mouth to yours, kissing him roughly. Your hands cling to his back and pleasure surges through your body.

"Oh, God. Faster, Jack, faster," you breathe.

He thrusts faster and you both begin to reach a climax. The bathroom stall fills with hot air as you both moan and gasp. Your bodies slump together with exhaustion after you both orgasm.

"Goddamn, Laura," Jack says, leaning his forehead onto yours.

You reply by pressing your lips to his. "We should get out there before Dean gets worried." "Yeah," he says, kissing you one last time.

The two of you get dressed and walk out, hoping no one notices the cute guy walking out of the ladies' room. Luckily no one was around.

"There ya are, Love," Dean says as you walk up. "Sorry, Babe. There was a long line in the ladies' room. But look who I found on the way back!" "Dean! What's up, mate?" Jack asks, sitting down. "Hey, man, thank you for taking care of Laura last night." You could feel the guilt and excitement rise in you as Jack said, "Ah, it's nothing. Gotta look out for my friend's girl." "Shall we order?" you chime in.

As you sat there with your boyfriend and your new side fling, you wanted this moment of guilt-ridden pleasure to vanish all at once and last a lifetime all at the same time.

*TO BE CONTINUED...*

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