touchyourthighs

[touchyourthighs]

Yall take hinge away I’m an animal. 😞

[touchyourthighs]

YOLO

Wrote this all for me you’ll definitely be able to tell i regret nothing I didn’t proofread or anything what u see is what you get🙏

Warnings tho: drug use mild ig, overstimulation, tears, unprotected, feminizing Paul to an extent(really sorry)

Wc: 3.7k

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You’d party with bands before dealt with the fine lines of power that fill your nose and the members that surround you. You’ve always knew where to find the best place to go after a long night this is one steady after party the booze scent filling the air from open bottles and spilled drinks you’re mind fuzzy but awake at the same time. You salivate at the rush as you dance to the music filling your ears makes your hips sway and arms sway as your body moves forward towards a familiar blonde who’s not dancing but talking around in a group the familiar face alluring you.

He's such a cutie he needs to dance he doesn’t seem to care you bumped him, maybe he needs a bump. You smile at him as you take the cup from his hand and place it on the table you swore popped up from nowhere and pull him closer as if you were in the beginning of ballroom dancing and he was in the position of the woman. He was taller then you, but still you were in more control then he wanted to give you a strange girl he’d never formally met. You don’t care as the music begins to take you in its grasps again this time you have company. You pull the blonde to the center of the room and spin with him grinding and rolling bodies on each-other before he turns you for a kiss. you smile and kiss him back you could’ve sworn he was gay though, you were pleased at his bisexuality.

You sway with him in the kiss his grip on you firm you weren’t going anywhere and your skin feeling as if enveloped In sparkles, your so high you don’t realize you're kissing him with your eyes open for a solid moment before closing them quickly. You giggle a bit to yourself as he pulls away you smile at him and pull him to the couch were you sit and look at the boy. You’re still functioning just a bit more than 100%

“I’m Paul,” he says to you leaning back. You don’t really care for his name or what instrument he plays or whatever the fuck he does.

“Cool this is your party then?” You say turning your body already bored by the sedentary conversation.

He nods looking at the table dusted with fine white power and prepped lines ready to be inhaled and experienced. You take notice and pull his attention back to you where a small smirk is feeling its way up your face.

“Have you?” You say a gentle hand caressing his face as you make your comment.

“A bit,” he says as his eyes travel from your eyes to your lips. Paul seems confident in his ability of sexual pursuit, he’s hasn’t necessarily made a big move but the excitement of the night has barely begun.

You pull him closer with both hands holding his face he looks at you with the eyes equivalent of a puppy. You tease his neediness leaning into kiss him, but kiss his nose instead his desperate face looking up at you as he leans in closer and closer inching.

“Try it,” you say whispering into his ear as you turn his face to the table, of course if he were to say no you wouldn’t say anything opposed to it you’re not going to peer pressure him. Its not terribly serious.

“Show me,” he says turning to face you.

You smile as you turn your body to the table and prepare a line for him to snort. Small and skinny you’re not sure how high his tolerance is so you shave just a bit off from the dosage. As you prepare the line you look over your shoulder to the blonde whose face is in his hand. You make a come to motion with your hand as he leans down to you, you resting on your knees he comes to your level of the table you move the powdered line to in front of him he leans down.

“You don’t have too,” you say pushing his hair away from his face making sure he’s secure in his decision.

“I know I want too don’t worry,” he says leaning down head hovering over the substance. You hold his hair back and caress his head as he takes a deep inhale of the powder and an immediate recoil causing you to pull away as he grabs his nose trying to blow his nose.

“Fuck are you okay?” You say to him putting your hands up-to him as he coughs and laughs.

“Yeah, fuck I’m fine,” he says laughing with some tears in his eyes messing with the nostril that had inhaled the substance. He smiles at you and you feel your heart skips a beat. You laugh at him a bit giggling it’s always a fun moment.

“You have a little…” you say leaning closely to wipe the powder from the boys nose. Instead of using your hand you lick it playfully. Though you’re not sure why but you did it. It wasn't inside his nose your didn’t mind either way.

He grips the couch as he feels your tongue grace his cupids bow right below his nostril. You feel his breath hitch as you pull away and he puts his hand to his face. Giggling you smile as he pulls you in for a messy kiss. It hit. Returning the kiss you pull him close desperately wanting more of the curious boy something about him. His hand sliding up your miniskirt and finding his way through your tights his eagerness makes you feel even more excited. Your hand over his beating heart. The music is blaring in your ears you lose your fingers in his hair as he loses himself in your clothing.

“I need you right now,” he says almost growling.

“Right here is a little much,” you say pulling away to look around you and see another person joined you on the couch. You’re in a very crowded party.

“I’m on fire, where can we. Fuck,” his words interrupted as He stumbles over his own words.

You get up and grab a small baggie from the table and pop it in your pocket perhaps for later. You take Paul’s hand and pull him up.

“Let’s find a spot then,” you say dragging him through the house knocking on doors and jiggling the handle.

You two find a room that no one’s in and you pull him in it and toss him on the bed closing the door behind you. The music has been muffled now and you’re straddling the blonde as he feels you up. He smiles at you as you lean in too kiss him as he slides his hands down your skirt through your tights but over your underwear. You put your hands on his chest unbuttoning his shirt and loosening his tie.

You reach into your pocket and pull out some makeup and the bag of coke tossing it on the nightstand Pulling away from the blonde. You get off him. Looking at him you see he’s looking at you.

“Switch with me,” you say taking your skirt off and your shirt.

“W-what?” He asks nervously. You lean into give him a soft kiss

“Trust me,” you say turning around prepping another Line for yourself Feeling a little come down. You leave your tights and bra on and Paul grabs your skirt from the floor. You snort the whole line wiping excess from your nose sighing before turning to look at the boy who holds the miniskirt in hand.

“Uhh,” he’s stuck there frozen not knowing if he should comply as you slide his dress shirt on buttoning two buttons before you take the skirt and kneel down in-front of him.

“Come on…” you say pleading with him giving his thighs a soft kiss. Holding the skirt open so he can slide his feet in.

You see a blush coming over him as he steps into the skirt he’s Quite a bit bigger than you so the skirt doesn’t necessarily fit him but you don’t care you look up at him resting your face at his belly button and leaving your hands at his hips. You move down nuzzling his bulge rubbing his legs sensually.

“Do I put your top on too?” He says through shaky breath. Shaking your head you stand to face him though your shorter then him you rub his crotch through the skirt.

He gasps as you feel it harden beneath you his hands running through your hair. You smile as he pulls you closer soft grunts as your hands are fondling him. You back away holding the hem of your skirt so he moves with you.

“Come on Paul you’re so pretty,” you say softly to the blonde as you push him on the bed he’s letting you do as you please you wonder if it’s the drugs or if this is really how it is. it’s making you more hot and bothered. Grabbing your lipstick from the nightstand you open it and throw the cap somewhere else before straddling him once more and laying him down as he caresses your thighs.

You roll up the tube and put lipstick on both you and the boy below you, you look down at him running your fingers over his lips smudging it a bit you lean into kiss you making out with him messily and let your tongue roll with his you let him take control of this he travels his hands over the tights and over your crotch massaging it gently causing you to whine a bit into your make-out. Grinding your hips you sigh as you roll your hips on his hands. You grind down on his crotch thru the skirt. He takes he’s hands away sitting up Paul pushes your leg between his legs and guides your hips to grind on his leg using your hips.

“Mmm,” you moan placing your hands on the nape of his neck and you trace one hand down to the rock hard bulge that’s begging for release.

You run the back of your hand over his tip through your skirt, you lift the skirt up and pull his dick out. He winces at the cold air, your movements firm he leans on your head as you grind your way to satisfaction. He kisses your cheek hugging your waist with one hand using the other to support himself up as he gasps. His whines are more frantic as you tease his tip circling his tip gently you while watching him as he watches you play with his cock.

You stop moving your hips and just hold on to him whispering gentle and soft praise into his ear leaving kisses and lipstick marks on his face massaging the back of his neck. He’s grinding into your hand as he grunts desperately Grabbing your waist desperately. You lick and nibble on his ear lobe whilst jerking him off, breathing in his ear. You move in a steady and rough pace you smile as his whines turn into moans. His face contorted in pleasure you’re not sure what he’s feeling right now but you know it’s good, you smile when he see his mouth droop open in open pants. You stop completely, pulling away. He looks at you desperately wanting you to continue.

“Take a deep breath for me,” you say getting off him to kneel before the man. Who listens as you take the boy in your mouth. He gasps and moans as you rock your head up and down his moans sloppy as both his hands are in your hair desperately taking particular care of his tip.

Paul’s breathing and moans are louder then before you wonder if it was the fact he’s high or perhaps something else. You continue at a steady pace pulling off to lick the boy he pulls your hair harder then before.

“I’m so close!” He says closing his eyes sighing deeply as he throws his head back trying to restrain himself so hopefully the feeling lasts longer.

He’s Grunting at his finally as you pull away to finish him off by jerking him off with your hand. His legs shake as he releases a load which landed somewhere further away, you ride out his Orgasm firmly continuing your strokes. He looks at you blushing as you kiss the tip licking it gently causing him too twitch.

“Good boy,” you say standing up and stretching. You see him relax as he laughs to himself.

“Never came that hard, fuck I feel like every cell in my body is sparkling right now ,” he says sighing looking back over at the coke that sits on the nightstand taking half of the line. You smile at the blonde whose face is now covered in lipstick and a light dusting of coke.

“No more I think we’ll be fine,” you say laughing at the blonde whose seemingly no longer has shame he’s in a skirt covered in lipstick.

“Ha ha,” he says lifting you up and tossing you on the bed.

He rips your tights a hole in the crotch you don’t care much you’re throbbing and you’re ready for the boy to give you any kind of sexual relief. He takes a deep whiff of you and licks you through your panties. He sighs as he pulls them off you unable to restrain himself he immediately Buries his face between your legs both inhaling you and tasting every part of you. He licks your clit circling using a couple fingers to massage it so he can continue to explore.

You’re moans already escaping as you watch as Paul devours a part of you, he’s sucking licking and applying a constant stimulus to the most important part. Your thighs are squeezing his face as he lets you. He forces you legs open before returning to please you. He smiles as you pull at his hair biting you lip as you see his eyes meet yours. He moves his other hand towards your entrance he’s fucking you with his fingers and his tongue his mouth feels so good he’s not denying and sensation. You throw one of your legs over his shoulder. You throw your head back and bring Paul’s shirt up-to your mouth hiding your face and covering your mouth. You’re close and you think Paul knows it his pace speeds up and you pull just a bit tighter.

“Fuck! Paul!” You say screaming your legs trembling, your back arches as you cum on his fingers and in his mouth. He leaves you with a gentle kiss on your clit removing his fingers.

“Was it good?” He says suddenly becoming softer then when he first came.

“Yes it was Paul,” you say reaching down seeing his lipstick nearing gone you laugh to yourself and pull him in for a kiss you feel his down there Stiffening once more. You wonder what he let you do whist under the influence. You want to ravish him more then any previous partner. Make him cry. Him make you cry.

“I’m so glad, I..” he says coming closer to you his eyes set on your lips the skirt covering nothing but his pubic bone as if a chic belt. You smile at the boy, unsure if he’s willing to push some boundaries for a one night stand.

You kiss him once more slowly and passionately the saltiness of his sweat mixes in his kiss. He kisses back with determination. Running his fingers through your hair grabbing a handful and holding onto if so your not moving unless is with the way the kiss moves. Reaching down to stroke his tender cock you feel his shivers and a soft low grunt mix in the kiss he reaches out for your chest massaging your nipple softly rolling it between his fingers causing tingling to flow through your body.

You want to jerk him off again and again till he can’t take it anymore, you want him to fuck you like he’s going through withdrawal and your the only cure. You take him in a firm grip and begin stroking him once again with more vigor then before. the kiss remaining unbroken but noises finding their way through your lips.

“Ugh. Y-your just gonna keep-?” His question unfinished as you pull him in for another kiss hot wet and sloppy his grunts escaping as he kisses back. You know this position isn't particularly comfortable for him partially on his knees partially siting, you need him exhausted. You need the coke to get him over the edge further then before. You smile as his hand fell from your breast to the mattress for further support. Paul throbbing in your hand as your pace decreases and increases in a Sporadic pattern. His head falls onto your shoulders panting unable to keep up with the pleasure and the kiss. You lay on his head and coo in his ear humming as you notice his back twitch And his grip tighten on the mattress causing you to dip a little bit to one side.

“Oh.. fuck!” He says biting your shoulder a bit hugging you to him.

“G-god please! I can’t-I’m gonna cum!” Paul’s shouting in your shoulders whimpers and grunts coming from him as he cums in your hand dripping onto his shirt and a little bit on your skirt.

“You moan like a girl,” you say releasing your grip and putting the hand to your mouth to clean it off.

“I’m really in my element right now,” he said between breaths tugging at his skirt suggesting it’s that. that’s making him whine.

“Whateverrr,” you say rolling your eyes at the sarcasm. He pulls off of you and sits along the head rest next to you.

“You’re done already? I thought artists were supposed to have crazy stamina?” You say teasing him holding his hand putting it to your lips giving it a kiss and leaving a mark. The more you look at him, he’s covered in your lipstick.

“Not if you’re not,” he says steadying his breath looking over to you with a smile on his face as sweat sticks to his forehead and his cheeks flushed. You see a sparkling in his eyes tears welling. That’s exactly what you wanted, but it’s not complete till they fall.

“Trust me,” you straddle him once more putting your forehead to his.

Paul looks at you smirking unintentionally his face enamored with yours. His touch disgustingly desperate as his hands grip the remaining tights that clung to your thighs as you hold onto his shoulders just looking at the boy, no kiss no friction just tension more intense then if you were sober the world melted away warmth inside your body his heart beat against your sling you’re sure he feels you’re the same way you feel his.

“I-I need you,” you say stuttering as your lips find their way to his. He pulls your waist to his aligning himself with your entrance tracing your clit song the way. You whine into the kiss as he tries to be slow about his entrance, you’ve been the desperate one here you push your hips down causing the tip to enter faster then he anticipated. Moans escaped both of your lips as you smile at the boy.

“I-I’m so sensitive..” he says through gritted teeth, and not only that it’s amplified by a million times.

“Don’t worry about it…” you say moving your hips in circular motions slowly to adjust to the boys sudden entrance.

You whine and watch Paul closely his hands not leaving Your hips and waist His grasp firm. You move your hips steadily riding the blonde your moans escaping as you use his cock for your pleasure exploring your insides with his warmth. Your moans frequent and timely as his cock misses your sweet spot by a hair. You’re right there the angle is the issue. Paul’s hands were on you back as you fuck yourself cupping your ass and enjoying your eye contact.

“P-aul!” Your voice cut up from the pleasure unable to fully communicate with him. His grunts and moans just as heavy as yours. As if he can read your mind he shifts down the bed a little and like magic, there it is cause if your legs to tremble. Your slow pace replaced with the boys desperate thrusts upwards.

“Babe, I can’t. I need, switch.” He says fighting the urge to switch positions.

“Please!” You say unable to continue with your movement. Paul switch’s positions immediately Without further delay. His thrusts powerful and fast he’s abusing your sweet Spot like he memorized your insides. You can’t contain yourself your near shouting in pleasure One of your hands over your mouth to hopefully subdue something. One of his hands find his way to your throat grabbing tightly Pushing you further along the edge. His moans deep coming from the bottom of his throat. You’re tearing up from the pleasure of the boys thrusts, you reach up and push the hair from his face seeing the boys face a desperate mess his eyebrows furrowed, tears in his eyes. That moment made your heart skip a beat, he leaned down still plowing you to kiss you. You felt a drop on your cheek and wonder if I was a tear or sweat.

Heat rising in your stomach, you pull at his hair tightly nearing your climax. You can feel yourself tightening around him. The hand from your throat moving to your clit where he abuses just as much as your pussy. That was enough your back ache and your legs shake, as you reach for Paul. You scream loudly in ecstasy as he continues to fuck your through your orgasm you feel the disproportionate thrusting and the deepening pressure of him fucking you deeper. You’re a mess under him, not wanting anything else but to keep going. Paul lets out a final grunt before releasing inside you putting his head between your breasts exhausted from the constant stimuli.

I don’t wanna write more like small talk.

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I love Daniel singing on PDA soooooo much

[touchyourthighs]

She hates my job

Me and my friend have been obsessed with Kate for a second I wrote this for her initially. Did this last night forgive me for any misspelling or grammar mistakes i barely looked over it

Title from local H who I’m seeing in November with sponge and everclear a little flex 😳

WC: 3.2k

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Days have began with hazed mornings. Birds chirp and you roll out of bed your partner not usually next to you no matter how early you rise. A soft longing had begun building, for a while now you can’t place it but you know it’s because she’s not here with you the sheets don’t even smell of her. Its not even familiar. You're awake decently early, as you dress you hear a familiar sound. It could be her it could be the cleaners. You always run to check.

You make your way through the apartment and there she is shirt untucked and wrinkled, her sleeves rolled up-to her elbows her belt undone and her hair tired back messily into a ponytail. Kate looks up at you her gaze ice cold as she looks at you. Shivers run down your neck as you see your partner.

“Hi Kate long night?” You say softly not trying to antagonize her but wanting conversation You feel the tension.

“Hello,” she says coldly as she turns around to make herself a cup of coffee. Shes not a coffee drinker in particular so that’s not a great sign.

“Mmm,” she hums pushing the straggling hairs behind her ear as you move closer to her surroundings.

You open the fridge and take out a Tray of eggs placing it near the stove and turn to your temperamental partner.

“Breakfast?” You say softly look at her while she watches you her mind engrossed on another task while her physical presence remains before you.

“Hmm? Oh yes whatever,” she says waving her hand in the air dismissively. You hate when she does that makes you feel as if you’re a servant not that it’s bad but still. Makes you feel small.

“Okay..” you say defeated and turn as you hear her sigh and near slam the mug down making you jump of surprise.

“You don’t have to do a fucking thing. No one asked you too,” she says her words harsh

“It’s alright I don’t mind…?” It came out as a question you feel like you’re being interrogated. Your stomach is in your ass right now. Whys she being so difficult right now.

“Yeah. Well I’ll be in my fucking office,” she grabs the mug and storms off her slippers some how making it sound like she has heels on the floor. She slams The door behind her and that’s all you hear from her.

What a morning, you think to yourself as you make simple eggs and a couple pieces of toast since you don’t know when she ate last so it’s best to avoid anything too heavy. You decide to cut some grapes into halves. A habit as well as something you generally like to do.

You plate her food and place it on a tray nothing fancy she’s in a pissy mood. You doubt the fancy plating is something she’d care for at the moment. You Knock on the door to her office softly and hear a shuffle before hearing a soft ‘come in’

As you enter the room you see paper sprawled out on the floor and multiple filing cabinets opened. What could possibly be going on to require this amount of work. You turn to look at your girlfriend to see her peering over her laptop screen to look at you the same furrowed browed expression that she had when you seen her just moments ago.

“Where can I leave it?” You say dancing your way to the desk avoiding the maze of papers.

“Anywhere.” You place the tray carefully avoiding anything that looks immediately important. She says sitting back on her chair before releasing a deep sigh. Turning to look at her you see her eyes closed her face ridged as if this was her resting expression.

You reach your hand for her face as her eyes open and look up at you, her face relaxed for a second. You trace her eyebrows applying soft pressure to relax her gaze as you make your way to her temples. Her eyes remain focused on you as she smiles weakly at you.

“I’m sorry my love,” she says as one of her hands make her way around your waist. Shes apologizing which is nice and you’re grateful for it.

“Um it’s okay,” you say unsure if its genuine but still better then nothing.

“I’ll eat soon I need you to leave though. I’m sorry I can’t join you for breakfast but ill certainly be there for dinner.” She says almost in a whisper as she taps her keyboard to prevent it from falling asleep. Her gaze Returns to you before kissing your stomach and removing her hand from your body.

You step away and walk out the room leaving the woman to work. Now what to do till sunset. You decide to explore the city some more. (Not writing about what you’d want to do in the city)

You picked up a few things you thought Kate would really enjoy, you enter the elevator and are partially excited to see you’re apartment door. As you unlock the door you hear shouting from her office and you feel nervous.

You set your bags down on the ground and hear her office opening and see her storming out the office tray in hand before tossing the dishes in the sink still on the phone yelling about something about her company. Shes undressed further and her shirt is completely undone and her belt no longer on her waist. She looks at you and waves before crossing her hands over her chest. You smile at her as she turns around as she listens To the other person on the phone.

“I didn’t fucking ask you! I’m telling you we need to do this!” She says angrily you hear her voice echo as you go to the room to undress. You wonder what’s wrong. You undress from your day clothes and put on a simple slip dress for bed maybe not sure if you’re truly going out for dinner or eating here or whatever.

You make your way downstairs and see your girlfriend sitting on the couch with her arms spread out and her legs stretched out as far as they can be.

“My aren’t you comfortable,” she says sarcastically

“Very,” you say smiling at her placing a kiss on her forehead before moving to sit across from her.

“I hope your day was much better then mine have been for the last few weeks.” She says huffing.

“Yes I had a decent day. I brought you some stuff,” you smile at her as you begin you stand up and she quickly raises her hand to stop you.

“I don’t think I cant handle one more thing today,” she says quickly. You sit back down and look down towards the floor.

“Oh. Alright sorry,” you say softly as you collapse back onto the bed

“Ohh my love please give me some grace,” she says sighing heavily as she raises her head to look at you.

“No it’s okay,” you say smiling at her. “How was your day then?” You say pulling your knees to your chest.

“My goodness, where should I fucking start!” She exclaims Throwing her arms up into The air causing her shirt to open further revealing her bra and torso.

Her tangent of work speech came in one ear out the other her hands just as expressive as her words you listen intently as your partner speaks. You smile at her as her expression becomes more expressive, you’re just happy to be here with her you missed her. Happiness building in your chest you find yourself smiling very happily as you try and understand what shes saying.

“Darling I see you’re not even listening to me, please please tell me why I bother,” she says putting her hands to her face wiping her eyes sighing annoyed kicking her shoes off and folding her legs to sit with her feet on the couch.

“Wha- that’s not fair! I am! Please continue I want to be with you I missed you so much!” You say sitting up in shock as she avoids your gaze

“Please repeat a single thing I said then,” she says scratching her ears.

“I-um.” You stutter trying to remember a single thing she said.

“My love, you didn’t listen to me that’s okay.” She says looking at you as you cover your mouth sighing as you frown at her.

“I’m sorry I enjoy your company so much I got distracted..” you say facing her as she looks at you a slightly annoyed expression on her face as you speak.

“You know. Its fine!” She says throwing her hands up, getting up off the couch and walking to the kitchen.

You get up and follow behind her surprised. You chase behind her desperately wanting to continue some sort of connection.

“Kate, please!” You say standing a few feet away from her as she pulls a wine glass from its cupboard.

“Honestly it’s okay!” She says uncorking a bottle and pouring her a solid glass.

“Kate please. I-I missed you so much what,” you say walking towards her with your hands clasped.

“I’ve been working so long on this stupid project! And you ask about my fucking day and you don’t even listen to me!?” Kate says shouting near slamming the wine bottle on the counter.

“I’m sorry! Kate!-“ you say before you’re cut off with her hand to your face.

“No enough, I don’t want to hear it I spent all day fucking arguing you’re not going to fight back right now.” Kate looks down at you wine glass in hand frowning.

“You’re Not even listening!” You say through her hand.

“You’re so fucking difficult,” she says pulling away taking a big gulp of her glass before pulling away.

“You’re fucking difficult! I have been missing you for weeks how is it that you tell me everything and because I’m just a bit distracted it’s an issue this is the first solid conversation we’ve had in fucking days!” You say frustrated and annoyed following behind the woman.

“You can not be serious right now! I talk to you and you don’t listen to me? I’m sorry I’m working so hard for providing the life you live!” She says turning towards you, causing you to stop in your tracks.

“I’m sorry Kate! You know I would fucking love you even if you had nothing! I’m sorry for not listening! I love you!” You say before she slams into your lips messily. You kiss her back as she pushes you onto the kitchen island putting her wine glass down running her hands through tour hair. The island is digging into your lower back as her thigh makes its way between your legs.

You gasp and cup her face as she slips her tongue between your lips sucking on your lips and your tongue. She bites your lower lip and you feel it throb as her hands travel down your hips to hike up your dress and yours make your way to touch her chest. She lifts you into the counter as you whine at the desperation of both of you.

“Fuck!” You whine as you feel her grip on your hips. Her kisses travel down your neck sucking roughly and tracing the soft flesh of your neck placing one hand on your throat roughly.

You wrap an arm around her neck pulling her closer. You undo her bra and slide her your hands over her breast roughly wanting to feel her closer you feel her heart beating out her chest as you pull at her hair.

“I missed you so much gorgeous..” she says softly as she takes a deep breath of your smell pulling your hair so you kiss her lips your hand moving from her breast to her throat and up to her face.

Kate’s hands were firm she’s desperate and you are too. She slips your dress off your shoulders Moaning softly as you’re slowly becoming more and more undone. You push her away gasping for air and you see her looking deeply she drooling and her hair is messily falling out her ponytail. You need her you want her so badly.

“Kate,” you say softly. As you force her shirt off and her bra off leaving her topless you revel in her beauty for a moment dragging your fingers down her chest. She’s incredibly beautiful, intoxicating she’s perfect for you. She’s pulling you closer her fingers trailing your pussy massaging your clit through your underwear. Kate’s smirking as your hands trail her chest and your moans begin escaping your lips.

Your free hand moves to go over hers she interlocks her fingers with yours as you lean in.

“Come on now dear, do it with me.” She says softly running her fingers in soft circles. You whine as her fingers join yours on your crotch you feel the warmth and the wetness seeping their way through your underwear. You rock your hips to on both your fingers, moaning softly biting your lip hiding your voice whimpering. Kate’s guiding your fingers firmly as you hold your breath desperately needing more friction or more anything.

“Kay.” You say under your breath using your hand to make sure you reach the finish faster. Kate stops you from changing your pace.

“You need to match me,” she says firmly looking down at your hand and back at you. your face flushed eyebrows furrowed in a needy expression.

“I need-“ your words cut off from a moan your pleasure overrun shes teasing you, you’re ready for release but you’re still so far from the finale. Kate smiles as you sit there open mouthed watching yours and Kate’s hands please you. Her pace brutally slow shes making firm antagonistic movements.

Your legs twitching at the pleasure of her movement. She smiles and pulls her hands away leaving your hand there. Walking backwards grabbing her wineglass once again taking a sip.

“Finish,” she says folding her arms and crossing her legs.

“What…?” You say blushing your mouth still open but this time in shock.

“I said finish.” Kate says in the same tone watching holding the glass to her lips watching

You look down whist moving your fingers closing your legs instinctively almost. You make small movements.

“Mmm take then off for me would you?” She says, As you slide them off your bare ass now on the cold counter top with your legs spread and your face flushed looking down and back at Kate repeatedly. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t like this one bit. You make your way to your crotch using your fingers to massage your clit using your own wetness to create a faster flow and a better stimulant.

“Good girl my my,” she says eyeing you as your moaning softly your legs shaking. Your closer to the edge, you’re clenching around nothing as you feel yourself getting more and more worked up you’re leaning on your own shoulder staring at Kate as you desperately push yourself to cum.

“Oh god Kate!” You say tossing your head down as you continue to work through it.

“Go for it,” Kate nods as she finishes her glass and you cum with your legs shaking as you throw your head back moaning loudly your arm giving out on you so your resting on your elbow now panting and gasping trying to catch your breath.

“You’re dripping love,” she says playing with the puddle you made under you.

“Ugh, I’ll clean it later…” you say tiredness spreading through your body. Kate leans down kissing your lips rubbing your back playing with your hair.

“I don’t care,” she says pulling you off the counter so your standing, you’re legs weak so you hold onto her tightly she smiles and steadies you. Kate’s pushing you softly almost guiding your body to the couch. She undoes her pants button as you reach for her pants as well seeing her undress awoke you from your seat. You’re smirking at her as her pants fall down her ankles and she steps out of them. She climbs over you straddling you leaning down to kiss you one hand on the back rest of the sofa putting half her bodyweight on you.

You put your hands on her hips one of them moving to her crotch and the other to her ass. She moans a soft grunt into your lips her tongue exploring over yours. Kate’s kiss breaking and repairing itself as you continue to please her with your fingers. She pulls away from your kiss to sit upright supporting herself while you continue to swirl your fingers around her warmth. You smile sliding yourself through her legs so your face is inches from her crotch. She looks down at you her eyes glistening as she plays with your hair before putting two fingers in your mouth as your tongue rests between her two fingers you suck on them gently.

“You want to taste my cunt darling? You’re quite eager,” she says grinding down on your fingers her hips rocking in circles.

“Mhm pleathes,” a forced lisp exits with your mouth full, you look up at her as you open your mouth so she can see how her fingers rest in your mouth. You feel her clench around one of your fingers seeing her smirk looking down at you her chest rising and falling heavily.

“c’mon then,” she says softly removing her fingers putting one finger in her own mouth.

You waste no time and immediately burry herself between her folds dragging your tongue in circles around her clit. Kate’s moans fill your ears as she curses under her breath you suck roughly on her flesh you leave kisses on her clit sticking a finger inside curling it with a gentle firm motion you hear her moans and see her eyes close feeling everything movement she rises and falls fucking herself in your finger you add in another and increase intensity her walls contract and squeeze you. Her whines increase as her face fixed in a very serious expression her mouth open she makes the same hand previously in your mouth to your hair pulling it roughly.

“Fuck! Keep going..” she says sighing pulling your hair shes rough and desperate you want to eat her till she cums you want her to leave your face dripping. You use your teeth to drag it against Kate. Sucking and nibbling on her you feel her legs shake as her moans become more uneven being cut off by her own sounds. Her hair falling over her shoulders as her grip tightens on both your head and the sofa you see her shoulders rise as She throws her head back.

“God I’m going to!” You feel her knees shake as she releases her grip leaning onto the sofa for support you feel her hips buck on your face as well as clenching on your fingers. As she rides out her Orgasm sighing as you remove yourself from within her and she moves her legs so you can climb from between her legs as you slide out you wipe your face with your hand wiping it on your dress. You sit in the floor and look up at the woman, whose already looking at you.

“Was it good?” You say batting your eyelashes at her

“It’s never bad,” she responds quickly running her hands over your forehead.

“Your pride is a sin,” you say sarcastically

“I never wanted to be a saint,” she says leaning forward to kiss your cheeks moving to your ear to whisper.

“Shall we take this upstairs?” She says softly running her hand down your shoulder over your collarbone.

Da end

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Just watched the Interpol NYC music video for the first time. Honestly just kill me.

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Giggling kicking my feet at the edit my friend made of Paul banks for my birthday

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I need to fuck him and ii need to shoot myself in the head and i need to stroke his beautiful hair and then we both die

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I can’t do this anymore.

Abbey Drucker Pic, Paul Banks at Puerto Vallarta.

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Need it bad.

I’m on another sam kick I need to do indescribable things to him really badly salivating thinking about it dare I say.

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hot boxing all by yourself is the equivalent of wearing lingerie and freaking it in your room im sorry that i live in 2073

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Set list (pt 2)

I finished the rest 😟

WC: 4.7k

General warnings: raw, premature ejaculation, fem reader

“Hey are you hungry?” He says looking down at you curiously.

“I ate before I came,” you say looking up at him.

“Oh, come on, come try this place with me I promise it’s worth it,” he says jumping in front of you hurried near pleading.

You sigh a deep sigh. You honestly just want to go home you don’t want to sit down in a restaurant. You don’t want to stand if it’s a food stand you want to go home.

“Paul, please I just want to go fucking home right now dude,” you say crossing your arms frowning at the boy that’s blocking the way from your path to your sanctuary.

“We can take it to go I’ll call right now and we can go,” he says pulling his cell from his pocket dialing holding his hand in front of you. The only thing you can see right now as you see this man standing in front of you with his hand to your chest is a privileged white woman calling the police on some random for existing.

You sigh a deep deep sigh, why the fuck are you entertaining this bastard. You’re on the verge of screaming at him. Any thoughts of him being attractive have gone out the fucking window. You stare at him blankly exhausted already from his man, not even a you only live once moment this is a take me home or I’ll rip your balls off moment.

“Okay we got it, we’ll pick it up by the time we make it by the train it should be ready.” He says giving a thumbs up.

“Fuck off,” you say quietly to yourself and begin walking past him, annoyed tired, frustrated.

He’s running up-to you to catch up his shuffling of his instruments making it sound like he’s a work horse.

“Fine whatever let’s fucking go then,” you say increasing your pace and wrap your arms around yourself your skirt providing minimal warmth to the rising wind speed. He remains nonverbal till you see the train station and pulls your arm to the side.

“This way,” you follow his words, and his motion letting yourself being dragged by the blonde. He pulls you to the side of the street and you both keep walking for about a block more and he stops Suddenly. “We’re here you can wait here, I’ll be 5 minutes,” he says before you get to say a damn thing and turns around running into an old Chinese place. You put your hands on your face, In disappointment. It’s okay free meal, free CD, it’s okay. You’re thinking about how you’re gonna kick your shoes off and get butt booty ass naked and take forever to get dressed again, and just like that he’s back breaking your concentration holding up a bag of food. Looking pleased and smiling a satisfied and happy smile. Makes you mad.

“Fucker, you don’t listen lets go” you say turning on your heel, huffing like a child you honestly can’t help it at this point.

“Drama queen much? You’re gonna fucking thank me watch,” he says snapping back. Food in hand he’s practically skipping, you’re just excited to go the fuck home. You guys enter the subway and that’s that.

(Not writing TS again)

Your stop is announced and you stand to exit and Paul follows, you notice and make sure to walk ahead of him, till you’re home at least. You walk maybe a couple blocks more and see your apartment ahead you smile at the sight. Thinking about the bed you missed so desperately. It wouldn’t have been such a bad night if it was Kate instead of Paul. You sigh realizing you probably have to let him in. Fuck you feel bad.

“Alright I’m gonna let you in. Do not touch a damn thing,” you say to him annoyed beyond comprehension.

“You act like I’m a bull in a china shop, don’t fucking patronize me,” Paul says leaning against the railing. As if he has the reason to be mad, unlocking the door you hold it open for him enter as he does you lock the door behind you two.

“Third floor,” you say pointing up the stairs. Following behind him not realizing how huge his fucking case is. Damn you feel bad now maybe you’ll let him hang, fucking maybe.

“Excuse me,” you say scooting to the side of him pushing him politely to the side.

“Oh sorry, I wasn’t sure,” he says moving out the way, making room for you to unlock the door. As you push the door open you smile at the sight of your apartment. Finally, you throw your bag on its hanger in the doorway. Kicking off your shoes and throwing your keys on the counter, you wasted no time. You hear him close the door behind you forgetting he was. Ever here for a moment.

“Just leave me a place and you can go,” you say moving into the kitchen to get a plate out the cupboard.

“Wait hold on what,” he says setting the takeout down, and setting down his guitar with a thud and the rest of his guitar stuff.

“I said leave me a plate and you can go,” you put the plate down crossing your arms.

“Dude, thought we were gonna hang a bit I gotta know your thoughts,” his mouth is ajar you notice him more in the lights of your apartment.

“Are you serious?” You stare at him deadpanned, unable to take him seriously in this moment.

“Yeah come on you I gotta show you how to eat this I’m a fucking professional,” he says smiling at you.

You sigh.

“Fine, lemme change then,” you say turning to your room and close the door behind you, you lay in your bed for a moment and turn to scream into a pillow annoyed that his still fucking here. You try reach for your phone realizing it’s in your fucking bag, the night got worse. You get undressed quickly undoing your bra and putting on some comfortable clothes putting on pants and a shirt and calling it a day you give your scalp a massage and grab your brush to leave as you slide on your house shoes so you can take off your socks.

You take a deep breath before leaving your room, you open the door and see Paul sitting where you were previously sitting earlier today with his sweater and tie off a couple buttons undone and his sleeves folded up to his elbow. He even took his shoes off. At least he’s house trained.

“Damn, I kinda miss my pjs too,” he says taking a gander at you patting the seat next to him.

“Alright prepare for amazement then,” he says softly prepping a fork of the rice and offering it too you.

“Yeah probably should’ve gone home then just a thought.” You say faking a smile at him. As you put it in your mouth and begin chewing. You take out the clip and take a chunk of hair combing through it with your hair brush. Damn he might be right, it’s good as fuck, you think to yourself smiling a Defeated smile.

“Yeah, yeah I’ll leave soon,” he says taking another bite with a different fork, looking over to you noticing.

“Yeah I got your fucking ass I see your smile,” he says with a partially full mouth laughing a bit at your expression. Maybe you were just hangry insane. No way thats possible.

“Oh my god, what ever” you say grabbing another bite from the container as he brings out another smaller of small beef and broccoli.

“Here, try this I’m gonna run out for a smoke break,” he says pushing the container towards you feeling his pockets for his carton. You nod checking the time on the stove, damn its kinda late.

“Yeah sure,” you say reaching your fork into the container and put it in your mouth. You consider letting him sleep on the couch not wanting him in the dark with all his equipment late at night even tho he’s tall enough his delicate ass face. He slides his shoes on and leaves closing the door behind him you hear the clicking of his shoes down the stairs. You get up from your seat and run to your bag grabbing your cell to text Kate an update, and grab your CDs from your bag. You walk to your room and put the CDs in the rack and decide to put in a CD

You take a peek out the window Thought your living room at the boy who’s Smoking his cigarette. He looks much nicer from a distance without his fucking sass. You return to your room digging around for some clothes for him to wear you know you have clothes big enough to fit him somewhere just cause you like shit three times to big. You find some stuff a shitty graphic and some old sweat pants. You nod yeah this shit is fine who cares, you say folding it up and bringing them with you placing it on the seat in front of you where you return to the food taking a couple more bites before you hear the clicking of Paul’s hard ass shoes come up the stairs once more.

“I’m back,” He says taking his shoes off once more and closes the door. Returning to his seat he sees the folded clothes.

“Shit is this for me?” He says putting up the clothes and assessing them looking at you. Whose mouth is full you nod.

“You don’t have to stay but the option it there,” you say as you return to the rice calling it quits.

“Are you sure? You were so against it.” He says looking at you running his hands through his hair.

“Yeah you’re good, it can be my thanks for your gifts” you say motioning towards the general vicinity of the food.

“Alright lemme eat then and I’ll change,” he says placing the clothes on the counter next to him returning to the food. You pat his shoulder standing up going back around the bar and into the kitchen to put the plate away and wash the dishes you left there. You grab a couple of cups and put them in front of Paul going to the fridge and pulling the water pitcher from the shelf you fill his glass first pushing it towards him and fill yours, returning the pitcher to its place in your refrigerator.

“Here try this” he says holding out his fork with a sauce you hadn’t seen before, you lean in for a bite and catch whatever drops with your hand. God damn it he was right. He notices your smile and laughs in return.

“Didn’t I tell you. But no you didn’t wanna believe me. Look at you,” he says returning to the food taking a sip of water While you stand there watching the boy eat while you drink your water. You notice his hair looks a little stiff without thinking much you reach over at him and play with his hair casually feeling its texture, taking a strand in your fingers bending it hearing a soft crunch from remnants of product . He freezes kinda in shock.

“Do you want to shower? Your hair is like sticking to itself. Did you have like gel in it or something?” You say fondling his head more obviously than before you snap your hand back in surprise. Covering your mouth in shock, as he looks up at you still in shock contemplating what just happened. He smiles fighting a laugh? Is he laughing?

“I’m so sorry, it was kinda a reaction I’m sorry,” you say putting your face in your hand putting you cup down.

“It’s fucking fine just say you want me, I can shower if you’re offering,” he says smiling at you winking unbuttoning more of his buttons.

“Fuck you I’m not One of those desperate groupies,” you say looking at him upset at the fact he would suggest.

“Nothing wrong with being a groupie, besides no damn harm in flirting.” He says closing the take out containers putting his fork in his glass of water that he finished. Frowning a bit standing walking around the counter and putting his glass in the sink to wash it, as you stand there preparing to put the container in the fridge.

“Thanks for washing it,” you say annoyed moving past him to put it away in the fridge.

“No worries,” he says moving past you again to go sit in the couch. You go to the room to grab a decent towel that’s not bleached or dyed in some way. ‘Damn they all have some kind of dye’ you say sighing and take the one that has the least amount of dye. It’ll have to do, you take the towel and leave the room putting on another CD after the other had ended.

“Cool music,” he says laying back looking at you hes seemingly made himself comfortable. You toss the towel at his head. Which he catches letting out a chuckle.

“Thanks, it’s right there don’t take too long,” you say nodding your head toward the door in front of Kate’s room. He stands and takes his clothes from the counter, to the bathroom.

“Yeah I’ll be quick,” he disappears into the bathroom and you sit on the couch his spot still warm, you take the controller on the coffee table that controls your sound system. Raising the volume just a bit, and close your eyes.

“Your shampoo smells really nice,” Paul says quietly leaving the bathroom. He notices you dozed and walks over to you gently patting your hair combing his fingers through it.

You open your eyes surprised.

“Freak. What the fuck?” You say staring up at him with your heart skipping a beat.

“Your shampoo smells nice,” he says again.

“Thanks,” you say softly looking away, he doesn’t take his hand away. You don’t mind much in that moment the way he smells like your body wash somehow it suits him more. You two stare at each-other briefly. He leans down and gives you a soft kiss. A droplet of water hitting your forehead. He wipes it away, and you smile.

“Sorry, you’re so pretty,” he says softly tracing your eyebrow, along your cheek, the corner of your mouth.

“I’m not a groupie,” you say fighting the urge to kiss him again.

“I don’t want you to be, I just want you.” He says whispering an inch from your face he’s hovering above you. You smile at the thought you feel your heart beating in your chest to the back of your ears.

“I’ll think about it,” you say lifting yourself up to meet his lips. As he returns the kiss you feel his wet hair tickling your cheek. He lifts your head pulling you by the neck gently sitting on the couch so he’s sitting on the couch. You pull away to look at him fully.

“We can do this here if anything, Kate will hang me,” you say standing pulling him to your room. He looks around and you hear a snort coming from him. You turn your head.

“Your room is so-“ you drop his hand and cut him off.

“I’ll fucking kill you right here watch yourself.” You say messing with him.

“It suits you I love it,” he says pulling you closely for a kiss closing the door with his foot. You kiss him back softly pinching his stomach Playfully. Pulling away you turn off Your stereo and go sit on your bed. He winces looking around the room and smiles taking a look around the room to sit in front of your collection.

“Is all you listen to rock?” He says touching all the CDs stopping when he gets to his demo.

“Mmm yeah mostly, it sticks so well.” You say peeking to see what he’s looking at.

“Kate gave it to me. A while ago,” you say smiling to yourself.

“Cute,” he says standing pulling out a CD holding it up, shrugging to the stereo.

“Can I?” He says walking over as you nod yes. It doesn’t matter. You smile and lay back watching as the blonde boy smiles at you walking over to lay next to you. You turn to face him and he to you. Both your faces inches from each-other, he plays with your hair as you lay you hands on his chest feeling your shirt that he has on. You laugh to yourself, he smells like you from the hair to his skin.

“Yeah, yeah,” he laughs as if reading your mind. Which makes you laugh harder, he laughs with you pulling you close. In a hug he kisses your forehead, locking his fingers in your hair rubbing your scalp in all the right places it’s orgasmic.

“Fuck yeah,” you say as he lets out a breathy giggle, looking down at you.

“You’re so cute,” he says softly putting his lips to your forehead resting them there.

You grab onto his shirt sliding your hands up slightly. You feel him smiling as he pulls his hands away. He lifts your chin up to look at him, kissing your lips once more softly. You inch closer kissing him again not wanting to stay away from him. You pull him in by the back of his head into a deeper kiss, that he returns pulling you closer to him. Your heart beating out of your chest. You play with his damp hair pulling him closer gently, as he moves his hands away down to feel you. Arousal rises in your chest you feel desperation building.

“Please closer,” you say near climbing on top of him. As he turns on his back as you put one leg between his straddling him. He pulls you higher on his lap cupping your face to pull you into a deep kiss.

“Anything…” he says Breathy as he sits up pulling you as close as possible you feel his heart beating and are sure he can feel yours. He grabs your thighs and runs his fingers through your hair as you sit chest to chest thin fabric the only separation from two restless bodies. Your breathing and his unsynchronized but desperate. You pull his hair sliding your free hand up his shirt. You pull away from the kiss leaning on his shoulder breathing heavy, as he leans his head back pulling your hair to the side. You grip your sheets fighting against something inside you.

“Paul I don’t think I can go slow,” you say covering your face sighing deeply untangling your hands from his hair to put it to his face giving it a soft squeeze. You feel him grip your hips tightly needing a little moment of friction.

“Fuck taking it slow then,” he says Pulling you into a sloppy kiss, grinding you on his lap moving his hands to your waist reaching up for your breast rubbing your chest desperately. You grab his head whining into the kiss grinding your hips down on his dick. Pushing your hips down onto him with one of his hands gripping the back of your pants guiding your rhythm. He’s whining into your sloppy make out session. You pull away stopping your movement to lift his shirt over his head to take it off, which he obliges swiftly taking it off and you run your fingers down his chest looking at him. He smiles at you breathing in deeply, you see his chest rise and fall. Paul tugs at the hem of your shirt, you take it off swiftly.

“My fuck. Look at you,” he says lifting you and laying you down tracing your collarbone down to your bellybutton. He leans in leaving kisses and marks on your collarbone. Paul slides hands in your pants and past your underwear.

“Yeah and right back at you pretty boy, come on,” you say giving his face a small playful slap. He buries his face into you inhaling your smell.

You laugh a whiny giggle, you move your hand to his waistband pulling it. He takes the hint and slides his pants down. As you do the same, you’re both naked giggling you take in the sight of the boy. You scoot over happily and he lays next to you touching you gently. You feel like an animal because he’s so polite. He pulls you in for another kiss deeply running his hands up and down your back you wrap your arm around his shoulder hugging him so you’re chest to chest. His hands pulling one of your legs on top of his you whine feeling annoyingly desperate. He’s teasing, you pull his hair as you feel him at the entrance. He pulls you closely burying his face into your chest leaving a hickey on one of you’re breasts. You rest your head on his, heart beating out your chest needing some sort of release. He pushes his tip inside you slowly going inside and out slowly entering little by little. Making you both whine choking on the lump building in your throat. His grasp tightening on your waist you feel him twitch his face looking at you deepening his gaze on your body.

“I-I’m sorry,” he says grabbing your waist, leaning into your neck grunting. You feel warmth inside you. You’re taken aback you pet his head, in shock as you feel him convulse curling up into a ball with you.

“Did you just-” you say quietly to him looking at him in shock. Unknowing what to do, unsure what to do you sigh and push him away softly so he’s arm’s lengths away.

“A-ah I’m sorry it doesn’t usually happen,” he says choking on his saliva Out of breath.

You lean in to kiss him, still inside you. You push him down and kiss him deeply once more.

“You can go again still?” You say pulling away straddling him, looking down at the man before you. He’s flushed slightly sweaty panting, rubbing your thighs smiling.

He nods looking up at you desperately, this look in his eyes driving you crazy wanting to stay here forever. You feel him stiffen once you shift your hips, you drag your thumb across his lips. You feel the warm dribbling of his remnants from inside you as you move yourself up. Slowly you move down, smiling at the boy below you. He grabs your thigh roughly putting the other hand on his mouth furrowing his eyebrows at you. Paul gasps deeply feeling you move your hips. Gasping as your feel him deeply, taking in every inch you slam your hips all the way down unable to restrain your movements or hold back your desire.

“Fuck,” his eyes are shut closed he's open mouth heavy breathing. You’re not close but fear he may be. You lean down over him putting your forehead to his closing your eyes running your fingers through his sweaty hair.

“Cmon, not just yet,” you say softly almost whispering into his mouth before pulling him into a kiss you feel his tongue against yours. Paul’s humming panting thrusting upwards into you causing you to collapse into the boys desperate arms. You feel him release the grip he had on you, he moves to sit up chasing your lips to get completely sitting.

“I got it,” paul says laying you down by the foot of your bed, never removing himself from within you. He thrusts inside you deeply causing you to swallow your voice. Paul runs his fingers through your hair while smiling down at you. Gripping the sheets you choke on his sudden certainty of his movements. Near unbearable, you reach for his neck pulling him to your chest he doesn’t deny your request. You kiss and bite on his shoulder and collar bones leaving marks on his pale skin. Hearing his groans push you further and further over the edge the pressure building more and more in your stomach. He slides both his hands under your waist pulling you closer to him his sloppy thrusts causing more and more disoriented pleasure. Paul’s hugging You tightly deep inside you, his sloppy breathing drooling on your chest. Hearing leans closer to your face as you feel his lips kiss your cheeks.

“Paul,” you say near shouting putting on of your legs on top of him, pulling at his hair nearing orgasmic completion. Paul’s pace remains steady taking one of your his hands to massage your clit with steady strokes, pushing you completely over the edge. One final thrust, leaves a warmth within you. Feeling Paul collapse next to you, pulling out gasping for breath.

“You did so good,” you say turning to Paul whose face down on the bed looking at you through a side eye. Smiling at him you blow him a kiss, to which he smiles. He pulls you into a tight hug kissing your lips and playing with your hair.

“Thank you beautiful,” Paul says softly as you return the embrace of the blonde, you smile at him as he buries his face in your chest.

“It’s quite late. We should go to bed,” you sigh at him grabbing your blanket throwing it over you, tired and cold from the air in the room. Paul snuggles up with you you never thought he’d be the one to cuddle but you’re not complaining he’s warm and sweaty. You both are very happy to be here laying together.

An alarm blaring. Ringing in your ears you awake feeling sticky you’re naked and the boy next to you is tangled in yours. You slide out of his embrace to turn off your alarm, you sit at the edge of you’re bed groggy, watching as the blonde shuffles around in your bed. You guys fell asleep at the foot of the bed surprisingly.

“It’s so early,” Paul says whispering reaching out for you somehow pulling you closer to him you groan.

“I know.. I’m so tired I need to get ready though,” you say not minding his touch just trying to wake up fully. Prying his hands out from you’re stomach, you run your fingers through his hair once again kind of crunchy. You sigh leaning over to kiss him, he kisses you back sitting up and playing with the ends of your hair. “Should we shower then?” He says kissing your back looking up at you. As you lay back on the your pillows you smile at the boy who lays down on your thighs running his fingers up and down your legs tracing circles looking up at you.

“Yeah gimme some time,” you say playing with his hair as looking into the boys eyes. You wipe the sleep from your eyes fully awake once more and sit up fully smiling at him patting his cheek for him to get up. Paul gets up and watches as you stand to grab a towel to shower and throw the one he had previously at him.

Paul jumps out of bed and follows suit kissing you’re face clingy and giggly he moves his hands to lift you up running with you down the hall to the bathroom. You giggle at his expressions and you both shower as normal, you was his hair and he washes yours. When you finish you leave the bathroom running to your room to get dressed with Paul Following behind you. You begin getting dressed Paul in the clothes he had on the night prior and you in some simple jeans and a shirt.

“I have something for you,” Paul says leaving the room quickly, returning to you putting on socks grabbing a pair of shoes from under your bed he sighs holding out a piece of paper, he saved the set list from last night. You smile at him giggling to yourself, looking at him and taking the paper feeling it in your hands as you smile at the blond you place it in the bed and stand up kissing him.

“Thank you didn’t think you remembered I’ll cherish it forever,” you say playing with his moist hair. His hands travel to your waist.

“Will I see you later?” He says softly looking down at you as he kisses your forehead.

“Maybe it’s quite a big school Paul,” you say pulling away. As he looks at you, seeing his expression take over his face seeing him smile knowing he will for sure be Seeing you later. Giving his a kiss deeply whatever you’re not opposed to seeing him later.

Woo hope you enjoyed this last one I like writing it!

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Set list (pt. 1)

FINALS ARE OVER IM SO FREE.

No warnings

Word count: 5.2k

Returning to your dorm from one of your later classes, it gets cold and dark so fast during the fall semester it makes you feel all the doom and gloom in the world. There’s no real stress in the academic world right now the semester just started everyone’s just getting their footing, you’re ready to hit the ground running but everything comes at its own time.

The dorm rooms are in an old building not very new, besides major repairs. You think it gives you the real New York experience, like shitty but stable medium sized Apartment cause thats basically what it is. Individual rooms and one bathroom for two people, oh yeah you’re living the uni life. There’s no elevator, it’s okay though you don’t mind it’s solid cardio. You take your keys from your book bag unlocking the door. Kicking off your shoes, sliding your bag off your shoulders you toss it onto the floor by the shoes you just took off. You hear your roommate in the kitchen listening to some music or something and typical kitchen noise. Walking to the kitchen you call out to her,

“Hey, I’m home,” you say as you sit down at the counter table.

“Oh and how was class today,” she says turning around to look at you.

“It was chill not much shit going on, what about you?” You say unzipping your sweater and emptying your pockets.

“Um I’m trying to remember but I really didn’t do anything honestly just looked over some of the syllabus shit-had like one morning class,” she says smiling at you a devious little smile

“are you doing anything later? I know the bassist of this band I showed you them before I’m not sure if you’ve been following them but ya know,” she says shrugging her shoulders and turns back around returning to her meal prepping.

“Oh, um yeah I think i remember that dude the dark goth one right,” you say giggling thinking back at her type. “I’ll think about it I liked their music but maybe I should study Ya know get ahead of the game a bit?” You say leaning on the counter contemplating her offer.

“Cmon, I know you’re a stem major but cmon life needs to be lived too,” she says smiling pulling two bowls from the cupboard.

“Ya know fine whatever Kate. I’ll go you’re right it’s fine I won’t be behind over one small concert later today,” you say smiling at your roommate pondering your outfit. “What’s the situation then? Is it moody, dirty or what,”

“Tits out duh, jokes but seriously Just as you are it’s not that serious but you’re always a cutie in whatever you wear,” she says turning to you offering you a plate of whatever she cooked.

Taking it from her hand you place it down in front of you.

“Thank you wife you sure know how to please a man,” you say deepening your voice scrunching your nose at her jokingly.

“Oh of course, my beautiful gracious husband you’re the nicest least abusive man in all of Manhattan,” she says batting her lashes at you offering you a utensil. As you take it you smile at her blowing her a kiss and place it in your bowl.

“Thank you beautiful, gotta fuel up for our rager tonight” she laughs choking on her food.

“Okay douche bag. You got that right though they party hard post punk fuckers get down you know this,” you sigh thinking about the event and take a bite. okay yeah maybe you should let loose just a bit you’re getting excited.

“Fuck wait Kate I’m kinda excited. Outfit being made in my brain right now,”

“Oh fuck yeah. That’s so sick, be ready by 6 babe I want front row. Ima go start getting ready.” She says dancing around the kitchen with her bowl in the air Leaving the room.

“yeah I got it see you soon," you say calling out to her. You finish your food putting your dishes

In the sink and make your way to your room dreading the mess you're about to make.

You flip on the lights, close the door behind you, and put on one of your favorite CDs at the moment

(please tell me music ur into)

Opening your closet doors you contemplate the outfit previously in your brain and decide against it instead just throwing on something simple just a long skirt and a shirt you thrifted a while ago and haven’t worn it in a while. You sit at your desk pulling your mirror from its place to center you so you can do your makeup, pulling out the drawer from your side that holds your casual everyday Products and Accessories. Dissociating you finish your makeup as you would casually do it adding just a bit more flash then you normally would. You move onto your hair thinking to yourself ‘what should i do?’ Playing with your hair and styles with your hands “it’s a dirty venue, I wonder maybe I should put my hair up sweaty ass people,” you say aloud thinking about all the basement shows of the past and their stinky sweaty bodies pressed against you. ‘Who knows maybe someone cute will talk to me’ you think to yourself and smile thinking about the idea, who really knows. After all you don’t even know the age restrictions On this damn thing.

Eventually you decide with a large clip to just put up your hair especially if it really is a crappy venue no shade, just very humid. You take a deep breath steadying yourself feeling yourself getting excited. Its been a while but something’s a little different just a little more exciting then normal no shame in that you grab a pair of socks and your boots you use specially for nights like these almost like frat sneakers-Combat boots version. They’ve gotten you through some tough nights in the city. Just as you finish lacing and zipping them you hear a knock.

“I’m coming in don’t flash me! Speaking of I need help getting laced in it’s not tight enough,” She says opening the door slowly holding her top to her chest

“Oh come on now, you’re the one most likely to flash me at this moment,” you say giggling and stand up as she turns around. You grab the laces on the back of her corset and fix the other laces so it’s just a bit tighter without the need to really tighten them.

“Yeah yeah, just say you wanna piece,” she says adjusting her cleavage “do you think this is too much?” She says looking at herself in the mirror you have on the back of your door.

“No you look hot-brace yourself-After all you only live once right?” You say looking over her shoulder sticking your tongue out at her pulling her laces tight.

“Jesus fuck, death grip. Yeah your right though what if they think I’m desperate or whatever,” she says sounding defeated Running her fingers along the design of the corset.

“Then fuck them Kate hello? Plus haven’t you been hanging around them? You got connections hello? Don't be nervous you’re so good,” you say to your friend finishing up the knot on the back of your roommate’s corset

“Yeah you’re right. Alright lemme go get my shoes and my coat and we can go,” she says smiling and stretching her arms over her head to make sure everything is sat right and no skin is being pinched.

“Awesome yeah I’ll grab my wallet and shit,” you say getting up and walk to your book bag unzipping it reaching in to grab your wallet and walk to the counter where you earlier had left Remnants of your day on the counter shoving them in your bag you turn and face your roommate whose stumbling out her room with one shoe on whist simultaneously wrestling her coat.

“Ready husband?” She says dropping her shoe on the ground and sliding her foot in it

“Ready wife,” you say giving her a thumbs up motioning for her to walk first.

“My what a gentleman I married, let’s go then shall we.” She says walking towards the door in which you follow.

“Yeah yeah, let’s go.” You say closing the door behind you and locking it running to catch up to your roommate whose already at the stairwell. You guys hike down the torturous stairs shoes making a sharp click and thumping as you walk. You always feel guilty for your neighbors who hear you coming home or leaving.

(I don’t know how public transit works in New York so I won’t be writing much about it I fear)

Kate knows the venue like the back of her hand, she knows how to get anywhere not on a map more by feeling you trust her a bit too much sometimes.

“We’re here,” she says standing as the train pulls to a stop and takes your hand in hers smiling as she pulls you out the cart. She takes off running still holding your hand and you follow suit. She’s not sprinting but she’s still fast.

The cool air hits your face again as you near the steps to re-enter the world above. You love the city but fuck is it a bit musty even in the fall. You don’t mind the smell of wet dirt and leaves much. As you reach the very top Kate stops to take a look around and points In a direction that seems less than ideal.

“You’re gonna get us trafficked,” you say deadpanned letting out a deep sigh from your lungs trying to catch your breath.

“Oh my god re-fucking-lax, I’m not leading you to your death,” she says taking your hand again crossing the street practically dragging you.

“I told you it’s a shitty ass venue, very basement. It’s literally in a basement.” She says smiling.

“Damn like fucking sardines then I fucking know it’s gonna stink,” you say sighing.

You guys take a few turns and walk a couple of blocks until you’re in front of a small building with a store front and an apartment like top. She takes you to the back where there’s a little yard if you could call it that it’s purely cement. You see steps going down leading to a door and there you see the bassist you were talking about. Standing cigarette in hand with a blondie with a slight bowl cut. They turn to face you as they hear you guys both coming, Kate excitedly waves and lets your hand go.

“Hey! Carlos!” She says with enthusiasm as you place your hand in each other smiling politely.

The dark haired mysterious man who you now know as Carlos smiles at her and climbs the steps to meet her and pulls her in for a hug kissing her cheek, you didn’t know it was so serious, You think to yourself. You turn to look over at the blonde feeling eyes on you and he looks away quickly as you do too not trying to be rude.

“Hey this is my friend, I told you about. Told you I could get her to come,” she says leaning into Carlos’s arms turning to smile at you.

“Hello,” you say smiling and wave at the couple.

“Hey, I’m Carlos thanks for coming early I wanted to see my girl a bit beforehand,” he says kissing Kate a little tickling her stomach slightly.

“Oh yeah it’s chill I’m excited I wanted front row,” you say nodding your head rocking your boding on your heals.

“Yeah that’s definitely possible you’re the only ones here right now our lead vocalists right there,” he says pointing his thumb backwards towards the bowl cut blonde.

Looking past them you see him still holding his cigarette to his lips and he gives a single handed wave at you, you wave back. The door opens from behind the blonde and someone walks out.

“Hey can we do a few more sound checks?” They speak to the boys who turn and look at them

“Yeah I'm going,” the blonde says putting his cigarette out and follows the stage hand inside.

It’s the first you hear him talk but maybe he’s saving his voice or some preppy shit, you turn to the couple who pull away from each other with a final kiss. Kate turns back to you and smiles giddy.

“I’ll see you inside Kate and Kate friend, come in when you’re ready,” he says waving at you two and runs down the stairs disappearing behind the door.

“Isn’t he just a fucking hottie!” Kate says gritting her teeth smiling brightly at you.

“Yeah he’s a cutie. You two suit each other so well,” you say smiling back at her, thinking about the blonde you seen earlier.

“Awwww and what about you, trust there’s two more members you haven’t seen yet they’re cute too but I know someone caught your eye,” she says bumping her hip into yours Dragging out her words playfully.

You smile looking down bashfully trying to avoid eye contact.

“I don’t know he seems kinda pretentious, but yeah I guess he’s cute,” you say looking back at the place you seen him standing.

“Ohhh. Don’t fucking even. Try it who knows. Cmon let’s go inside,” she says taking your hand boops your nose pulling you to the stairs as she pushes the door open and you both enter the partially lit basement.

A mixture of smells fill your nose, the smell of cigarettes and fresh printed t-shirts you recognize the smell of the inky press anywhere, and a light twinge of booze. The floor is uneven as most basement shows are in fact you’ve never been to a single venue that didn’t have a few dips in the floor. As your eyes adjust you see the stage, lights are set to a deep blue facing the background not on the performers just yet. You see the band hunched over their instruments, Carlos standing tuning his bass, the blonde on the floor twiddling with the knobs on his petals. Two more men you see. A drummer and another guitarist, you smile to yourself. Kate was right they’re all attractive. thinking that you smile to yourself Finding it funny maybe if they weren’t on stage though wouldn’t even think twice about them but you’ve always been the kind of person that never really cared for looks. You notice their clothes there’s a pattern and you caught it rather late. Button downs, black ties tied correctly which not rare to find but rather uncommon. You notice how they’re dressed in near suits. Very business men esc, you love it you’re trying to think back on their sound but you can’t remember much Kate gave you a demo with like three songs but you gave it one brief listen due to the hectic mess of the previous semester, and almost completely forgotten about it but you remember sultry melodies. You’re not sure what to expect but you’re excited. You’re thoughts are interrupted by stage hands calling from behind you.

“Can I get stage right guitar?” You hear from behind. As the man who has almost a full suit on starts playing a few chords. You hear the drummer give a gentle tap on the bass drum and his snare. You see the brunet playing the guitar signal to raise the volume. As he plays and motions with a flat palm to stop

“Left guitar?” The blonde you previously seen strummed some chords on his guitar and did the same motion.

“Can you raise it a bit?” He spoke into the mic he said as he continued. “Okay yeah there’s fine,” he said stopping

“Gimme some bass,” Carlos began playing his bass rocking back and forth a bit you notice the brunette on the end raise his hand to ask for more volume and nodding yes holding up a palm.

“Okay try together, if you don’t mind?” The voice asks.

The men start a 3 second count and the drums begin for 8 seconds before they all jump in.

Chills run down your back as the blonde begins singing.

“Yours is the only version of my desertion,” he motions a thumbs up as do the rest. Even the drummer in the back. Kate squeezes your hand noticing that you’re a bit taken a back they play for like 15 seconds but they did something that took you by complete surprise.

The stage lights too Illuminating these men in magnificence. Deep reds, an orange, and blue are the ones you noticed the most. After they stop and finish their song, you smile excitedly hugging Kate’s arm.

“I’ll be right back,” Kate says in your ear going to her bassist leaving You standing there in front of the stage in front of the side parted blonde. He knees down near his guitar petals writing something down as you turn and look around your surroundings you see the other members get their instruments together. The brunette notices you and smiles waving at you and motioning you to go over to him. You smile back and walk over.

“Hey your here with Kate right?” He says squatting in front of you putting his guitar on his back.

“Yup, I see she hangs with you often then, huh?” You say smiling at him politely.

“Haha, yeah can deny carlos his lady ya know,” he says chuckling looking down at his feet.

“I’m Daniel by the way have you met the rest of the band?” Daniel says standing up and offering his hand to help you on stage.

“Um not really just briefly, thanks though,” you take Daniels hand hike up your skirt a little bit to make it easier to get up.

“Yeah it’s no problem can’t have you here like a stranger you’re cool,” he says smiling at you putting his guitar back on its stand, and turning back to you putting his hand on your waist to guide you on stage. He brings you to blondie whose still writing something down.

“This is Paul he’s our vocalist,” Paul looks up and stands meeting you two he’s a bit taller then both you. He looks a little annoyed at you, and at Daniel. Irritated even.

“Yo again,” he says half heartedly, even that felt disingenuous. You try and lighten the mood.

“Hey was that the set list that your writing on?” You say as you feel a light patting on your lower back you look over at Daniel who leans in and whispers in your ear

“I’ll be right back,” Daniel pulls away turning and walking away. You nod at him.

“Yeah it was,” he says crossing his arms at you watching as Daniel walks away.

The tension feels a bit tense between you two.

“Can I see?” You say walking around the annoyed blonde and squat down by the paper, you see everything from right here and look at the paper that sits at your feet you read down the list of titles. PDA, Stella, song seven, obstacles and some chord progressions you can’t picture off the top of your head. You didn’t even notice the boy sit next to you.

“You have nice handwriting,” you say turning your head to look at him surprised he’s seated next to you already looking at you with a soft expression.

“Oh thanks, it’s alright” he says with a soft smile.

“I’ve always wanted a setlist never been lucky enough,” you say smiling at the blonde whose face returns to a furrow.

“Yeah maybe Daniel will give you his, he’s got his hands on you,” Paul huffs sarcastically.

“Mmm yeah but I think I want yours, ya know pretty ass handwriting and all. I’ll put it up like a poster,” you say smiling at Paul waving your hands in the air to visualize it.

“I’m back,” you hear Daniel call from behind you. Standing up you turn and face him with a couple drinks in hand.

“Come on guys think it’s time for a little toast,” he says holding up the drinks in hand.

The band member smiles and nod cheering a bit, and Kate gives you a hefty smile.

“We gotta go to the back the doors are about to open we’re the last set too,” you turn and see security exiting the front venue doors. Paul takes your hand and helps you jump down from the stage.

“I’ll think about it,” he says to you before calling Daniel over taking two beers from his hand and giving them to you.

“Enjoy the show,” he says to you and turning away to walk behind the stage. You see Kate jumping off the stage her emo boyfriend turning and disappearing into the curtains. Turning around to Kate smiling giddy and jumping up and down. She returns the smile and laughs, her hands clapping as she makes her way over to you.

“My love, my love!” She says pulling you closer to the stage with a smile.

“You and Daniel?” She says grabbing a can from your hand, nudging you with her arm.

“Mm he’s sweet but something about Paul,” you say biting your finger, opening your can.

“How exciting, either way they both seem into you,” she says, kissing your shoulder.

The people started packing in and you and Kate were front and center the overhead lights began to dim as the crowd became larger and more dense there were a few bands before them you didn’t know them at all, but they were good to you. Might get a cd or two, merch is set up outside. Soon it was time for the main performance, four men from NYU ‘were they all from NYU?’ You think to yourself. As butterflies were forming in your heart and traveling through your cardiovascular system through your digestive system. You’re so excited, you near stomp your feet of excitement you begin cheering as you watch the boys come from backstage. Kate joining you in your chants you see the boys smiling a bit giddy from their personal cheering section. Kate’s dancing with her drink in air swaying her hips and feeling the energy of the crowd in her movements. They take their positions on stage giving a thumbs up to the sound director. You look up At Paul and see he’s looking at you already through his hair. You both catch a smile a bit as he leans into the mic. Carlos and Daniel urge the crowd closer to the stage there’s no real barrier just some art photographers going back and forth. The crowd as unison comes inching forward till your practically leaning on the stage from the crowd behind you pushing. You lock eyes with Paul briefly once more before they start with their memorable performance unable to take your eyes off them the crowd into it beyond comprehension, it moves you in a way you don’t think you felt before in your years.

You’re rocking and rocking hard.

Shoulders moving back and forth as Paul sings near screaming in the mic, like he’s competing with the others. Daniel’s background vocals and Carlos’s stage presence has you feeling like you’re in the middle of a deeply impactful moment. The drums so captivating as well making you realize you never even met the drummer.

A solo moment in PDA has Paul silent and looking down at you for what feels like forever it’s your moment it feels like it’s just you and him for a second. Then the drums start back up again and Daniels vocals break the rift. The rest of the set continues with you and Kate feeling the music and small moments of eye contact the boys progressively get into the music you feel sweat on you as they play with increasing intensely. You feel the music is near orgasmic the way it makes your heart beat in your chest. Of course that could also be the vibrations of the speakers causing a heart murmur, but who cares honestly.

A sudden energy burst seemingly comes from the blonde who grabs the mic, leans deep into the crowd close to your face singing words you haven’t heard before with such power.

“Its in the things she puts in my head, her stories are boring and stuff, shes always calling my bluff,” Paul is almost touching you, you’re nose to nose he looks at you intently before pulling away and finishing the song and his parts on guitar. You laugh to yourself giddy unable to hide your excitement and scream cheerfully for the band. They announce just one final song before the show is over and you pout upset it’s almost over but hey, not for you.

As they strum their final chord the lights cut and darkness engulfs the room, the crowd erupts in cheers and they make their way off stage. House lights come on as The crowd slowly dissipates leaving a few people remain chitchatting. Kate remains by your side till the band comes back with their luggage, and cases. You see them packing their petals and guitars and the drummer particularly fast surprisingly. Packing his cymbals away he lugs this drums out the door and like nothing is gone. Whist the others barely slug their stuff over their shoulders jumping off stage.

“Where’d drummer boy go?” You say to Paul Curious.

“Oh Sam? He probably took his shit to the car he hates worrying about it,” he says jumping down from the stage to face you.

“Why going after him too?” He says smirking to himself proudly his forehead still slick with sweat.

“Asshole I haven’t even met him yet. Fuck can I get some grace,” you say passively, turning your head to look at Kate and Carlos approaching you.

“Hey love, I think ima go home with Carlos today okay?” Kate says whispering in your ear winking at you smiling brightly.

“Kate. You’re evil, I’ll survive a delicate damsel like me oh my my,” you say putting a hand to your forehead pretending to be faint. She chuckles softly looking at Paul and Daniel coming on over.

“You’re in relatively safe hands I’ll be hanging around her for a bit longer lemme know when you leave,” she says giving your shoulder a relatively warm squeeze. As you wave her away so she can get back to her man candy.

“Hey, so um after party if your down? You don’t gotta but it’d be really cool if you came maybe?” Daniel says coming up-to you and Paul who are now alone once again. You smile at Daniel seriously considering.

“Ah, I’m so sorry but I think I should go home I’m kinda a stickler for being home, next time though for sure! It was night to meet you you played amazingly!” You say pumping your fist In the air in an encouraging way. You open your arms for a hug.

In which he returns you hear a low scoff from the blonde. “Yeah for sure nice to meet you too, and thank you I’ll see you around ima go catch up-to Sam then,” he says waving bye to you and Paul in a light jog.

“Your not gonna go?” You say looking at Paul.

“Nah I had a rough day I’m just gonna chill,” he says crossing his arms with his bags in hand.

“Oh okay, ima go buy some merch do you want to come?” You say and you hear a sigh.

“Yeah why not we can leave after,” he says erecting his poster and making his way to the door.

“Kate I’m leaving!” You shout out at her waving goodbye and she returns the wave holing up a thumbs up.

You match his pace as he holds the venue door open for you and you exit running up the basement stairs feeling the cool air hit your body you didn’t know you were breaking a slight sweat. You turn and wait for Paul to catch up to you, and notice Daniel and sam making conversation In the small crowd of people who remain. You and Paul make your way to the back of the yard where the merchandise tables are with the other small bands.

“So which did you want?” Paul says looking over your shoulder eyeing what your seeing.

“Mm just a couple of CDs I think that’s all,” you say picking one up and reading what the price is.

“Here,” Paul hands the person running the stand a 20.

“Can we go now?” he says annoyed. Looking like a cranky toddler Throwing a fit.

“What the fuck?” You say surprised as the person running the table just takes the money.

“Thanks but you can fucking go? I can make my way home,” you say as you put the cd back in your bag as you watch Paul walk away. What a pretentious douche bag you think to yourself. You buy yourself another CD in your own time. After you’ve finished perusing. You walk out the venue’s jurisdiction and surprised to find the temperamental blonde. Leaning there against the light pole smoking a cigarette engaged in light conversation With a group of girls one very obviously flirting. You roll your eyes annoyed he’s still here and walk past him trying to make your way past his groupie entourage. He spots you. You felt his gaze out the corner of your eye. You’re so fucked. You hear him end his conversation as the group of girls cry out No’s in unison.

Hearing footsteps behind you you sigh and cross your arms.

“Thought you left,” you said annoyed.

“I just needed space I get overwhelmed,” he says coldly.

“Mm well you don’t need to follow me you know,” you say stopping to look at him.

“Oh, don’t fucking flatter yourself,” he says straight faced.

“I’ll leave you alone if you want but I got this way too so.” He says looking kind of defeated.

You sigh, “You’re fucking lying through your teeth why the fuck did you buy me a CD then?” You say making a face at him, you can sense the insincerity on his stupid face.

“It’s nothing what the fuck do you know? take it as a thank you for coming to our show,” he says crossing his arms.

“I’m sorry for what I did that on stage by the way, I got really really into the music. I seen you and was just kinda went for it,” he says grabbing his cheeks forcing the smile he’s forming away.

“Yeah whatever no worries I kinda forgot for a moment, not gonna lie was very um-you know,” you say shyly looking down remembering how you felt in the moment, your heart skipping a beat.

“Yeah, that's not really like me,” Paul says looking away towards the street.

“You’re so fucking dramatic, have some pride, own that shit” you say at him nudging him with your elbow.

He smacks his mouth quietly rolling his eyes smirking and letting out a sigh.

“You’re right to an extent,” he says nudging you back a little rougher.

Side eyeing him you look at him with an annoyed expression. He's fucking irritating. You see the light of the main streets Become more vibrant as you walk closer and closer.

Here’s where I leave it for now I’m nowhere near done with the rest. Hopefully you enjoy the world building maybe.im avoiding the use of y/n I hate it not even gonna lie lemme know how you feel about the avoidance or any alternatives!!

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Happy birthday to my mans ♡

the big 4 7 ♪

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Some of my favorite solo pics

Here’s some of my absolute favorite favorite pics of intershit I seen on Pinterest that I stare at a lot. Cuz I had a bad day and I don’t think you should have one too.

Plus a group pic. But idc.