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The year was 2017. The local news was on. “Do you know this guy?” Your partner asked in disbelief. “He’s a total head case.”
You looked at the television. A man on the city council was being interviewed by reporter Beverly Hope. He had a mop of stringy blue hair pulled into a tight, greasy, man bun and a determined, stone-y, expression on his face.
“No.” You answered.
But at one point you had.
It was a few days before Halloween, late 2000-something. Winter Anderson, surprisingly, was throwing a party for the holiday. She stood in the kitchen, prepping, when the phone rang. She set the whisk down on the counter, answering the phone. “Hello?”
“Winter?” It was her socially awkward older brother, Kai. “Where’s Mom?”
“At the store, I think. What, do you need money again?”
“No.” Her brother scoffed. “What are you doing?”
“Making cupcakes.”
A chuckle arose from the other side of the line. “You? Making cupcakes? Why?”
“I’m throwing a party.” She answered. “It’s Halloween.”
“Ah, I see. I didn’t know you were the party kinda person.”
“Well, you know, thought it’d be fun.” Winter shrugged. “Y/N is making brownies, so it’ll probably be fun anyway.” She chuckled. A pan labeled “for losers” was likely to be present. “You have any plans?”
“Uh..nah.”
“You should come. But don’t be lame and not wear a costume.”
“Hmm…” Kai hummed, mulling it over. “Alright.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I haven’t been home in a while.” That was totally not the reason. “But if you want me to dress up, you gotta give me an idea, Winter.”
His sister rolled her eyes. “Ugh. I always have to do stuff for you.” She brought her finger to her chin to think. “Well, I’m going as a witch…Y/N is going as a ladybug-“
“A ladybug?” He questioned humorously.
“Yeah. That’s cute, right? I thought it would be. She got these pretty iridescent wings, she’s gonna look so good.” Winter grinned excitedly.
“Yeah, I bet.” Kai said. “She’s good at making stuff work.”
“Ew, I can hear your drool dripping through the phone.” Winter gagged dramatically.
“What?”
“Kai, I’m inviting you because I don’t want my socially inept brother staying alone in his dorm room all night, not so you can ogle.”
“Winter, what the fuck?” Kai scoffed in disdain. “You’re making me sound like a creep. Maybe I wanna come down to see my sister.”
“Or you have nothing else to do.”
“That too.”
The night of Halloween, you and Winter were setting up for the party, playing music as you hung decorations that’d surely be on the floor by the end of the night anyway.
“I can’t believe I let you talk me into throwing a party.” Winter scoffed with a huge grin.
“Guess I’m just really persuasive.”
“Sure.” She replied with a playful eye roll. “Or maybe really persistent.”
You shrugged coyly, accidentally knocking a stack of solo cups over. “Shit.” You bent over to pick up your mess. “Fuckin’ cups.”
“You’re blaming the cups?” Winter chuckled.
Luckily you only knocked over a few and had easily stacked them again, holding it in your arms. “Yeah, they’re stupid and-“ You were cut off by a familiar face meeting yours. “Kai.” You gasped, the name nearly getting caught in your windpipe.
“Uh, hi.” He smiled at you anxiously. His awkwardness had always been endearing to you. No matter how long you had known him, he was always so uneasy at the start of conversations; it was like he just had to warm up.
Currently, it wasn’t really helping that he got a good flash of your ass when you bent down, but you must’ve been oblivious to that. Guess ladybugs wear teeny tutus.
After a moment of awkward staring at each other, you set the cups down, happily embracing him. “I didn’t know you were home!”
He grinned bashfully, shrugging, as he wrapped his arms around you. “It was a last minute decision…”
When you broke apart, that was his chance to fully take in your appearance. A black tutu and sheer tights, a shiny red tube top with black polka dots that connected to the tulle of your skirt. You wore shiny patent leather heels that gave you some significant height. Sparkly body glitter highlighted your chest in the best way.
Winter leaned up to reach her brother’s ear, whispering, “You’re staring.”
Kai’s eyes widened and you chuckled dismissively. “Nah, Win’, it’s cool. Kai’s just appreciating my festiveness, right, big guy?”
“Uh, yup!” Kai laughed awkwardly. “Real, eh, festive.” Thank fuck you covered his ass.
Winter furrowed her brows oddly. “…Right.”
“Oh, you gotta help us!” You ordered playfully, tugging his hand. “Your first mistake was coming downstairs, dude. Now you can’t hide.”
He rolled his eyes, but surrendered as you dragged him to help hang bat garland. You stood up on a chair to decorate the doorway, “Here,” You pointed. “Hand me that.”
Kai grabbed the spool of the festive decor from the counter and handed it to you.
“You take orders so well.” You teased, ruffling his hair, which you had easy access to at this height.
“Yeah…” He muttered in annoyance. He went to look up before being met with a clear shot up your skirt. He averted his eyes in fear you’d get the wrong idea, and instead chose to look at the decor that littered the room. “Where’d you get this stuff anyway?”
“I made it.” You replied as you taped a section to the wall.
“Really?” He questioned with underlying amazement in his tone. He looked down to the other roll of garland in his hands. “That’s really fucking cool.”
“Thanks.” You smiled down at him appreciatively. “So, why’d you come home?”
“Eh, I was bored.”
“You’re not missing some big party up there, Mr. Popular?”
“Are you making fun of me?” He scoffed, a prickle in his voice. “No.”
You sensed you actually got to him with that question. You didn’t exactly intend it to be rude. “Uh, alright. What do you think?”
“Of what?” He slightly snapped back.
“My costume.” You clarified, snapping your hips out to show off the tulle of your skirt. “Is it going in your spank bank?”
His eyes widened as he stuttered out a, “What?” It totally was. Not intentionally, but you already made him tick, and you were just so…Jesus, when did it get so fucking hot in here?
“Oh my god, your face is so red.” You snickered triumphantly as he froze, staring at the ground. “It totally is. Gonna go palm yourself later, you pervert?”
When he didn’t answer, you felt you’d overstepped a line. “Oh, wait, Kai, wait. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” You told him sincerely, reaching a hand out to his shoulder.
“Yeah. That was bitchy.” He spat quietly. “But it’s fine…” He choked out, eyes still on the ground and his ears still hot.
It wasn’t, but you didn’t know the real reason why it wasn’t. You decided to change the subject. “Uhm…I like your sweater. It’s soft. You fill it out well.”
“Thanks.” He muttered awkwardly.
“Wait, your sweater…it kinda looks like a bee.”
His cheeks reddened. “Uh, yeah, Winter said I had to wear a costume, and this was what I could do with what was in my closet.” A lie, but you didn’t know that.
You hopped off the chair to be face to face with him. You cupped his cheek and tilted it toward you, inspecting him. “Yeah, this won’t work.” You noticed how clammy his skin was beneath your fingers. “Are you sick or are you always this sweaty?”
“W-what?”
“Never mind.” You shook your head dismissively. “Here, come with me.” You dragged him out to your car by the arm.
“What are we doing?”
“Getting stuff to make you look like you actually put effort into something.” You replied as you dug around in the trunk. You pulled out a box and shoved it in his hands. “Here.”
“What is all this crap?”
“It was in case there was any decoration disasters. There’s a bunch of craft junk in there.” You replied as you started your way back to the house. He followed you close behind. “I figure I can conjure up some antennas and maybe wings if you’re lucky.”
“Gee, that sounds super.” He dryly chuckled, a cocky sarcasm washing over him.
“I could get you some go-go boots if you’re gonna keep bitching, Anderson.” You snipped back. “You want that?”
“I’m alright.”
“There’s what I thought. Look, Kai, I’m gonna make you look like you’re not just Winter’s older brother looming around.” You stated flatly, getting to the point. You turned your head back to him, eyes meeting his. “If you want.”
He breathed out a flustered, “Uh…sure.”
You marched into the house and made your way to the stairs, Kai tailing you like you were an evil scientist and he was your little henchman.
“What are you two doing?” Winter asked as she sorted through the playlist for the party.
“Making Kai look like he belongs here.” You replied as you dragged him up the stairs.
Winter chortled, not bothering to even look up at you. “Good luck.”
“Fuck off, Winter.” Kai retorted lightheartedly as he got to the top of the stairs.
“Love you too, Kai!” Winter snarkily called back.
After demonstrating your crafting prowess by whipping up some wings and antennas, you grinned triumphantly.
“Aw, look, now you look like you actually planned this and didn’t just choose whatever was cleanest.” You teased. “You’re lucky I got here early.”
Kai clicked his tongue as you took the antennas from his head to put the finishing touches on. “I think you just like being a cocky little fuck.”
You gasped sarcastically. “Who, me? Never.” You cracked a small smile as you looked down to adjust the band in your hands.
Kai just looked at you with quiet admiration. God, he was so lame. You’d do this for anyone. It was nothing.
You placed the band back on his head, sweeping his hair so it was just so. “You look handsome, Kai.” You told him, cracking a smile. “Like a silly bee, but a handsome one.” You chuckled.
“Is that so, honey?” He retorted. God, he was so lame. So, so lame.
But you snickered. “Haha. I see what you did there, Casanova.” You said, jabbing him and rolling your eyes.
You stood up, brushing off your knees and fluffing out your skirt as Kai got off the floor. You two looked in the mirror and you goofily bobbed your head and made a face, making Kai chuckle.
Abruptly, you asked a question, “Do you think we could pass for a couple?” You tilted your head curiously as you continued looking in the mirror.
“Uh…” Yeah, a couple where the dude is probably rich or hung and that’s the only explanation as to why she’s with him. “Maybe.”
“Yeah, but I’d be taking you to the nursing home, gramps.” You giggled.
He rolled his eyes. “You’re, like, a year younger than me, don’t push it.”
You wrapped your arms around his lanky one next to you, nuzzling your cheek into the soft wool of his sweater. “Oh, you love it.” You purred, lips curling into a small grin. “It is kinda cute we’re matching, though. Fun coincidence.”
“Yeah. A total coincidence.” Not.
As soon as Winter said he needed a costume and told him what you were going as, the gears in his head started clicking. And thankfully, you were none the wiser. Still, he couldn’t get over the sparkly wings and that little tutu…
“Kai!” You said, taking him out of his own head.
“Hmm?” He hummed, continuing to peer into the mirror, not bothering to even glance at you.
“Are you high?” You questioned, raising a brow. “You’ve been really out of it tonight.”
“Would I really be high without telling you?”
“You’re right, ‘cause I would’ve kicked your ass if you didn’t share.” You threatened, lightly shoving him. “Sharing is caring.”
“Aw, you admit you care.” He smirked, batting his lashes at you jokingly.
“Oh, Kai, you’re so right.” You said in a serious tone, looking up to face him. “God, I think my car still has gas in it, we should go to the courthouse and get married right now!”
“Okay, fuck off.” He retorted bitterly, pushing your face away with a big hand.
“No, seriously!” You added, trying to irritate him further. “We should run away together! Come on, come on, you gotta kiss the bride!” You snickered uncontrollably. God, picking on him was the best.
“Alright, smartass.” He scoffed flatly, breaking apart from you. “Why don’t you fix your makeup?”
“What, am I not sexy enough?” You purred, putting your hands on your hips.
“Uh, no, I probably fucked it up with my stupid hands.” He explained, his cowardly tone softly returning.
“Aw, your strong, big, man-paws?” You teased and he frowned, so you sauntered over and took one of his hands in your own. “I like them. Don’t call them stupid, you jackass.”
“Thanks…I think?” He muttered, furrowing his brows and scrunching his lips, creating a look of confusion.
You giggled at him before pulling his hand to your face. “Look, your hands are huge!”
“Okay, they’re normal sized!” He scoffed, cheeks reddening slightly. “You’re just, like, small!”
You moved it from your face, then went to wrap it around your throat, “Look, you could choke me out so good-“
He harshly pulled away, cutting you off. “Okay! That’s enough!”
“I’m joking!” You exclaimed. “Watching you squirm is just so fun!”
“You’re not fucking funny, though.” He grunted with an eye roll. “You’re being more of a prick than usual.”
“Kai, I’m sorry, I was kidding.”
“Y/N, just get off my ass.” He grumbled cruely. Angrily. “You’re always picking at me.”
You frowned, being uncharacteristically sullen. “Okay…I’m sorry.” You said, almost in a whisper.
“You’re upset now?” He questioned abrasively, crossing his arms. “You rag on me all the time and I don’t go fucking crying.” He spat harshly.
“But you’re actually mad at me. I don’t want you actually mad.” You made a pouty face, your eyes puppy-like.
He hated to admit it, and probably he never would, but he liked when you were a little mean to him. It stoked the flames in his very core. The back and forth made him absolutely unfurl. But everyone has their limits.
Your apologetic face made him cave, though.
He sighed and motioned you over. “Come on, I think people are starting to show up.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Get over here before I change my mind.”
When you and Kai found your way to the punch bowl, you filled up a shiny red solo cup and handed it to him.
He brought it to his lips, but was put off by the sting of alcohol assaulting his nose. “Jesus, who made this punch?”
“Uh, Winter, I think.” You answered as you poured some of the red liquid into your cup.
“Yikes.” Kai replied with an exaggerated wince, but downed his spiked punch anyways.
The party was in full swing now. You had long lost track of Winter, not that you were particularly paying attention, though. You were too busy clinging on to Kai like gum to a shoe.
You and Kai were people-watching from the stairs. You slinked an arm around his lanky middle, the alcohol loosening you up a little. It must’ve had the same effect on him, because he didn’t react to it.
“So…” Kai took another gulp of his drink. “Are you sticking to me the whole night?”
“Oh, I-I can leave you alo-“
“No, no, it’s okay, I’m just wondering.”
“Oh, well, Winter’s hanging out with Scottie…and I don’t wanna intrude…”
“What, are they a thing now?”
You shrugged. “I don’t know. They’re “doing stuff” but that doesn’t mean they’re “together” I guess.”
“Ah, okay.” He muttered, shrugging. “What about you?”
“Huh?” You replied, not really thinking, opting to watch someone dressed as a zombie down two beers at once.
“Are you seeing anyone?” He asked with an underlying mix of curiosity and nerves.
“What, do you want me to give you a blowjob tonight, cowboy?” You questioned, smacking his ass.
“Totally.” He stated sarcastically, taking another sip of punch. “Right now.”
You looked at him for a beat before answering a nonchalant, “Alright.”
You turned on your heels, heading to his room as he antsily followed you in shock. “Y/N, I was joking!”
“I wasn’t.” You retorted as you both made your way into his room, with you locking the door. You pushed him back on his bed so he was sat down.
“Wait, wait, is this one of the joking-flirting things or are you serious?” He asked anxiously as you stood over him.
“What do you think?” You hummed as you sank to your knees, cupping your hands over his knees as you smirked up at him.
He suddenly grabbed your hands away, making you look up at him. “Y/N, I’m serious. I know you’re drunk right now-“
“I’m not drunk.” You interrupted, sternly correcting him, pointing a finger in his face. “A little tipsy, but not drunk. And you are too.”
“Yeah, bu-but, like-“
“I wanna, Kai.” You insisted, batting your lashes, pursing your lips into a seductive pout that had a twinge of condescension underneath it. “Let me suck that big dick of yours.”
Okay, maybe more than a twinge.
“Y/N, I swear to god, if you’re messing with me, I’m gonna kick your ass-“
“Really?” You pouted mockingly. “This ass-“
You went to reach down, about to tease even more, before Kai angrily opened his mouth again. “Y/N, tell me if you’re messing with me right now. I really like you, like, love you, and I know you think I’m, like, a pervert for that, but I can’t tell if you just do this to fuck with me or-“
Your eyes widened, taking you out of your persona. “What?” You looked at him, his face now bright red with shame. “What did you say?”
He just stared at you like a deer in the headlights, swallowing nervously.
“Kai, what the fuck did you say?” You sternly growled.
Jesus, you were intimidating.
“I, uhm…” He tilted his head away from your gaze. “Love you.” The room fell eerily silent. He abruptly stood up, clearly embarrassed as all hell. “I’m gonna-“
You pushed him back down. “No, stay.” He looked at you, on edge for your next move. “You…love me?”
He was somehow even more flustered now. “Yeah…and I know you probably think I’m, like, a weird fuckin-“
You promptly cut him off with your lips, stunning him for a moment before he kissed you back. You pulled back, his lips now having traces of your lipstick smeared on them. “Was that a “shut up” pity kiss or a-“
You smashed your lips back onto his in response before pulling away again. “It’s an “I love you too” kiss, you fuckin’ idiot.” You spat, sweeping a shaggy lock of his chestnut hair out of his face.
He looked you up and down in amazement, mouth agape. “…Really?”
“Yes.” You replied. “Kai, I’m not messing with you.”
“Oh my god.” He gasped, eyes widened. He was frozen in shock. There was no fucking way this was happening.
“Am I sucking your dick now?” You scoffed. He only stared at you in response. “Get on the bed.” You ordered, getting off your knees.
“What?”
“I said,” You leant your face down so you were a mere eyelash away from him. “Get on the bed.”
He nodded frantically and followed your orders, “O-okay.”
He laid back, being slightly propped up by his pillows and headboard as you kicked off your heels, tossing them to the corner of his room. You then settled yourself between his legs, sitting up on your knees. You reached a hand out to cup his face teasingly. “You wanna get laid tonight, Anderson?”
He furrowed his brows. “Do you wanna-“
“You wanna fuck me so good I’ll finally shut this pretty little mouth of mine?”
“Are you gonna keep running your mouth or are you gonna get to the point?” He snickered, his nerves, for once, dissipating in your presence.
You grinned and crawled onto his lap, leaning in to kiss him. This kiss was sloppier and needier than the ones before it.
Your hand reached down to fumble with his belt buckle, but he stopped you. “Here-“ He muttered against your lips. “Let me do it.”
He started undoing his belt as you gazed longingly, biting your lip in anticipation. As soon as the belt was off, you looped your thumbs in the belt loops of his pants, your fingers brushing the tender skin underneath his sweater. You looked up at him, “Is this okay?”
He nodded fervently. “Yes.”
You adjusted to unzip his fly and he nestled his face onto your neck. He pressed little kisses on your shoulder and you chuckled. “You can do more.”
The little kisses were replaced with hungry licks and bites as you yanked the waist of his pants down, the fabric gathering around his hips. “Can you take off your pants?” You whispered encouragingly and he nodded.
His hands rushed to pull them off, nearly jumping out of the pants, and chucking them away. He hastily sat back down and before he could worry about looking too desperate, you opened your mouth.
“Oh, look at that…” You purred wickedly as you stroked the damp fabric. “Someone’s already excited.”
“It’s your fault.” He muttered in frustration.
“I know.” You grinned in satisfaction. You gave him a quick smooch on the cheek before tugging down his boxers, letting him free. “Jesus, you’re hard.” You whispered absentmindedly.
“Yeah, I know!” He exclaimed in embarrassment. Frustrated embarrassment.
“Sorry. I wasn’t trying to piss you off. You got a good dick, Kai.” The head was an enticing shade of red, already leaking with precum. You stroked your thumb across the weeping slit and he whimpered at the contact. “See?” You said, wrapping your fingers around him. “Good dick.” You cooed with a teasing smile on your face.
He may not have been focused on the “good dick” comment in the moment, but he’d probably think about that a lot more after all was said and done.
You started with slow, tender strokes, wickedly taking your time. He thrust up into your hand impatiently and you snickered. “Use your words.” You instructed as you continued your strokes.
He rolled his eyes. “Why are you-“ Grunt. “Like this?”
“Aw, like what?” You hummed. You knew exactly what he meant.
“You’re such a fuckin’-“ His breath hitched. “Dick.”
You let a glob of spit dribble down onto him and you sped up your pace, using the mix of spit and precum as lubricant. “You want me to suck your fuckin’ dick?” You mocked and he growled in frustration.
Before he could grumble more, you abruptly took him into your mouth, and the sound he made was just exhilarating. You hastily shifted your hips and he let out a small chuckle.
“You’re playing all tough but you’re drooling, aren’t you?” He teased in condescension. Now he was the one being cocky.
You hummed in annoyance around him, pulling a groan from him. He reached out to grab something, but opted to grip the sheets.
You pulled off of him, a wet sound and a whimper of protest from him following as your lips separated from the flesh. “You can pull my hair, Kai.” You purred, looking up to him. “I’m not made of porcelain.”
“I…don’t wanna ruin your-“
“No, you don’t wanna get caught. We’re way past the point of stuff getting ruined.” You stated, referring to your makeup, which was true, as traces of your lipstick was remnant on his lips and left as a vibrant ring on his cock.
“Let go.” You ordered. “You can be rough with me.” You smirked at him with seductive eyes and he quickly and harshly gripped your hair. You smiled slyly. “Good boy.”
He was about to complain again before you swiftly engulfed him into your mouth again. He let out a squeak of relief as you went to work, jerking what didn’t fit in your mouth with your hand. The little sounds he emitted made you somehow even more aroused. The closer you got to unraveling him, the rougher he got with the pulling of your hair.
Just when you felt like he was about to fall apart, he abruptly yanked you off him by the hair, a sloppy string of a mix of drool and his fluids connecting his dick and your bottom lip, which jutted out in confusion. “What the fuck?” You pouted. “You were just about to cum.”
He thought you looked so pretty, even with your makeup all smeared, lips pouty and drool-y, and hair a mess from his deadly grip.
“I-I don’t wanna cum yet.” He blurted awkwardly.
You furrowed your eyebrows, still totally confused. “Why?” You looked at him for a moment before your brows shot up knowingly. “Ahh.” You hummed with a snide grin.
You rose off the bed and stood over him. “You wanna fuck me?” You cooed, bringing your pointer finger to your lips. “You want me?”
“I-I thought we were gonna do that.” He stuttered anxiously. “We don’t have to do any-“
You stuck a finger to his lips. “Shh.” You then bent over, putting your ass on full display for him. “You wanna fuck this little pussy?” He reached out, but you swatted the hand away. “Uh-uh.”
He pulled back and scoffed. “God, you’re a tease.”
“Oh, you love it.” You purred snarkily. “And I know something else you’ll love.” You reached down and pulled off your pantyhose and underwear tantalizingly slow. Messing with him was just so oh-so fun.
They pooled around your ankles and you brought a hand to spank the bare fat of your ass. “How’s this?” You asked coyly, feigning innocence.
“Fucking perfect.” Kai gasped out. If he had less self control, he’d be fucking drooling right now.
The way he said it was perfect with no hesitation shot right to your core. You stuffed two fingers into your cunt, watching every little move Kai made. What’s the harm in putting on a little show?
“Holy shit.” He mumbled and you swore you could see him somehow get harder from the view over your shoulder.
You dragged the fingers out slowly, letting him see just how easily coated they got in your slick arousal. You smirked and stepped over, pressing your fingers to his lips. He, surprising both you and himself, opened his mouth and kitten-licked them before his tongue swirled around them.
You stared needily at him. “Holy fuck, that was so hot. I need you inside me.” You bit down on your lip as you bent back down to step out of your undergarments.
You held the clothes in your hands as you stood back up. “Do you wanna keep these?” You asked coyly. “Something to keep you company while you’re away?” As you spoke, you made your way back over to him, hoisting a leg to his side, you were lined up with his crotch. “Would you like that, baby?”
Before you could get another word out, he suddenly grabbed you, pulling you onto him as your lips collided, his back falling into the mattress. He feverishly kissed along your collarbone, breathing out, “Stop that,” as he peppered kisses on the flesh.
“Stop what?” You mewled, carding your fingers through his hair.
“Teasing.”
“Oh, but it’s so fun.”
He looked at you and pulled off, his attempt at giving you a taste of your own medicine. Not as spineless in this as you presumed. The way it surprised you was really attractive.
“You’re that desperate?” You whispered condescendingly.
His brows knit together in a mix of annoyance and a twinge of guilt. He glanced away from you awkwardly and you felt a ping of remorse.
“Sorry. I’ll stop teasing.” You mumbled and he relaxed under you.
You reached under the fuzzy sweater to thumb his nipples, his breath getting caught in his throat. “Off.” You said, sticking out your bottom lip. He nodded quickly and yanked the sweater off, throwing it somewhere he’d find it later.
You inspected his chest, now revealed to you. It was slightly toned, he could probably be ripped if he wanted to, but you adored him how he was. The skin was soft and mostly bare, the only prominent bit of hair appearing in the form of a faint happy trail, which made you feel all warm and oozy inside.
You caressed the soft skin and gazed at him warmly. “You’re so pretty, Kai.” You cooed, your thumb rubbing little circles on his pectoral.
“Are you making fun of me?” He whispered, irritation apparent on his face.
“No.” You told him sincerely, looking into his eyes. Your lack of snide comments told him you were being completely truthful.
“Thanks.” He replied softly. He reached a hand up to feather it in your hair. “Uh, you’re pretty too.”
He was terrible at compliments, but he was trying so hard.
“Thanks.” You whispered back. You just wanted to soak in the moment. You admired every little freckle of his features, caressing the skin with your thumbs.
But then, you couldn’t take it anymore.
You licked a stripe up his neck, pulling closer to him.
“God, you’re freaky.”
“You don’t like it?” You questioned honestly.
“Hell no. I love it.” He grinned at you, chuckles bubbling in his throat.
You sat in his lap, the two of you smushed together just so. You pulled down your top, freeing your breasts from their confinement. Kai’s eyes latched onto them, a “Holy shit” falling from his lips. He couldn’t believe this was happening.
You bounced your chest to be closer to his face. He glanced up into your eyes with those big, brown, doe eyes of his. “Ka-“ You were cut off by the fantastic sensation of his mouth around one of your nipples. Precisely what you were silently asking for. He twirled his tongue around before he reached a hand up to give attention to your other breast.
“Ohhhh.” You gasped. “You’re good at that.” Your fingers once again tangled in his hair. With every sensual suck, the burning desire between your legs grew more and more fiery.
After a while, you basically had to pry yourself away as he nipped and licked, “Kai, mm, hold on, baby.” You dragged away from him to get completely bare, chucking the fabric as you had with everything else.
“Okay…” You settled yourself and looked at him. “Kai, this is the last time I’ll say this, okay?” You asked, cupping his face, and he nodded. “I want you to touch me. I want you to have your way with me.” You ordered, eyes locked onto his. “I will let you know if you go too far.”
That was when the switch flipped.
He repositioned you so he was on top, hovering over you. “There’s my guy.” You cooed with satisfaction, a snide grin appearing on your face.
“It’s a real party, isn’t it?” He scoffed.
“You gonna fuck me, Anderson?” You taunted. “You wanna stick your dick in me?” You reached a hand down, “Do you need directions-“
He cut you off by grabbing your hand by the wrist, totally fed up with this sexual frustration. “I’m gonna shut you up.” He growled lowly, face close to yours. “That’s what you wanted, right?” You silently nodded, caught off guard by his fowardness.
Him finding his voice, ordering you around, made you even more turned on. As you were eagerly fantasizing about how the current situation would play out, Kai was sliding a condom on and positioning himself over you. “Is this okay?”
“Yes.” You nodded excitedly. “Holy shit, yes.”
He slowly slid into you, holding your hand as you adjusted, which you loved. He was such a caring little dork.
“Oh,” He grunted, almost sounding like a pleasureful choke. “God, you feel so good.” So, so warm.
Once he was situated, you tapped his shoulder. “You can go now.”
“Okay. Alright.” He shook his head like he had to psych himself up. But then he started, slow and steady at first, which grew into him pounding into you with reckless abandon as you whimpered underneath him.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” You whined, gripping hard onto the sheets. “Where the fuck was this guy hiding?”
You waited for an answer, but suddenly, he let out a pained hiss and you quickly sat up. “Oh! Kai, Kai, stop.”
He pulled out and looked at you fearfully. “Shit, I’m sorry.”
You sat up on your knees and grabbed his hands. “No, no! You didn’t hurt me, it…you let out a weird noise..are you hurt?”
He sighed ashamedly. “No…I got a cramp.” He admitted awkwardly, glancing at his sheets. “It’s fine. Sorry.”
“Oh.” You murmured. You then giggled and kissed his forehead. “Do you wanna try something different?”
He bit his lip hesitantly and made a dismissive grunt.
“Kai…” You said slowly. “What do you want me to do? You can tell me what you want.” You assured him. “I want you to have fun too.”
You so effortlessly made him feel so comfortable, especially when you were being nice like this.
“I…” He took a breath. “I want you to bend over.”
You nodded kindly and cupped his cheek. “See? I can do that.” You kissed his cheek. “But I have a request.”
He nodded suspiciously and slowly.
“Can you bend me over the desk?” You purred softly, wrapping a lock of his hazelnut hair around your finger.
His eyes widened. “Yeah. Yeah.” He nodded and threw the box of forgotten craft supplies onto his bed, shoving the clutter to make room.
You sauntered over to the desk and slowly bent over, looking at him over your shoulder. The look gave him the go-ahead. A silent consent.
He walked over and brushed the hot tip against you before he sheathed himself inside you once again. He started his thrusts with a more in tune rhythm than before.
But it wasn’t enough.
“C-can Winter hear us?” You asked with worry.
“No-, I-I don’t think so.” He groaned. “The music downstairs is still really loud.”
“Go harder.”
“I don’t wanna hurt y-“
“Go harder.” You ordered and he hesitated briefly before following your instructions. He gripped your hips as he pounded into you. Maybe, probably, they’d leave bruises. You reached back to grab his hand, moving it to your ass.
He responsively gave the flesh a swat. Exactly what you wanted. You grinned happily and moaned. “O-oh, yes.”
Now he was getting it.
Both of your hands were on the table; they looked so dainty next to his, and you wrapped a pinky over his thumb, signaling a yes, yes, yes.
You could hear his shaky breaths from behind you, and they sent shivers right to your very core. “Oh, oh, fuck..” You hissed in pleasure.
“You’ve got a mouth on you.” He muttered in a low growl before smacking your ass again, eliciting a moan from you.
“You love it.”
“Do I?” He asked in a grunt, another thwack to the fat of your ass. “I don’t know if I like your behavior.”
“My behavior?” You smirked, reaching a hand behind to brush up against his torso.
He hummed an, “Mm-hmm,” with another smack. Then, he bent over so your back bent into his chest and his face was up by your neck.
With a few more humps, your legs were shaking, and he must’ve noticed because he wrapped his arms around your middle and repositioned you once again, putting you back on the bed. You were on your back and he was hovering over you again. He swung your legs over his shoulders, fucking himself in further.
The tightly wound knot began threatening to unfurl as he drilled into you so skillfully. You could tell he was getting closer too, as his groans had morphed into ragged, growling breaths.
“K-Kai-“ You moaned, clawing at his back.
“Mm, mm-hmm?”
“I’m gonna cum!” You whined urgently.
“Shit, me-, fuck, me too!” He broke apart with a groan and you followed not long after, shivering as your orgasm took hold of you.
You were so dazed that you barely noticed him moving to pull out as you recovered from your bout of euphoria.
What knocked you back to reality was him lazily kissing up your body as you laid contently, a hand reaching down to interlace itself with his soft hair. “How long have you been wanting to do that?”
He didn’t answer, opting to continue loving on your skin.
“Kai.” You said, trying to grab his attention, which worked.
He brought his face up to yours and answered simply: “A while.” He then softly and gently connected your mouths and you happily reciprocated, grinning against his lips.
When you broke apart, he got up and went to a corner of his room while you glanced at his alarm clock. “Holy shit, we fucked for like, two hours.” You giggled as he walked back over with his sweater after putting his boxers on.
“And the music is still blaring.” He retorted in the same tone a bitter old man would as he flopped down next to you.
“Yeah…” You hummed contently, leaning over to peck him before slipping on the fuzzy sweater and reaching over to slide your underwear back on.
“What do we tell Winter?” He asked as you nuzzled into him.
“Nothing.” You replied. “Tell her I got drunk and passed out in your bed. I was gonna sleep over anyway.”
“But that’s gonna look suspicious-“
You pressed a finger to his lips. “You worry too much. Just hold me,” You looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Please?”
He seceded, wrapping his warm arms around your middle and pocketing his chin onto your shoulder. You reached a hand up to tug at his hair. “You know, I really do miss you.” You muttered with a twinge of rare, sincere sadness.
“Really?” He asked, dumbfounded. “Half of the time I thought you hated me.”
“Only when you’re being a little weirdo.” You chuckled honestly. “But I like when you’re weird, so I guess that doesn’t really mean anything.” You shrugged dismissively. “And I know I teased you earlier, but sometimes I think about you and…I miss you too.”
“What?” He mumbled, confused. It then hit him squarely in the face. “Y…you touch yourself?”
You laughed in response before nodding. Your laugh told him how stupid you felt telling him that, but he didn’t care. You felt comfortable enough to tell him that and he adored that. “Oh, uh, you don’t have to say anythi-“
“I jerk off thinking about you too.” He blurted, then immediately regretted his decision. “Shit, that’s so weird, I’m so-“
You slapped a hand over his mouth. “Kai, I just told you I jerk it thinking about you. You’re not any weirder, you nerd.” You told him. “And we just fucked. And it was good sex too.”
“Really?”
You scoffed in disbelief. “Are you fucking serious? Me moaning and shivering wasn’t enough?”
Kai stayed silent and shrugged. Jeez, his self-confidence must be really low.
You turned to kiss his cheek. “Well, it was good. At least for me…what about you..?”
“Fucking fantastic.” He replied bluntly. He meant that.
“Exactly.” You replied before mumbling, “Uhm, by the way…I meant what I said…”
“You like when I’m weird?” He questioned.
“No…I…I love you. I didn’t say it just to bounce on some dick tonight…that was just a lucky coincidence.” You giggled slightly, but you meant it earnestly.
“I love you.” He replied, still saying it like he was insane for admitting it to you; like you’d never reciprocate it.
Kai woke up before you did, and you could only tell because when you fluttered your eyes open he was typing on his laptop next to you, clearly trying to be as quiet as possible to not disturb you. One hand was typing, the other was absentmindedly petting your hair.
You slowly rose up, body a little sore all over as memories of the night rushing back to you. “Fuck, my head hurts.” You grumbled while you curled into him. He was on some junky forum, but you were too focused on your headache.
“I’ve got painkillers in my nightstand.” He offered, pointing to the side of the bed you were on with his thumb.
You reached up, the sheets falling around your hips, which unfortunately made Kai realize how rough he had been with you. You gulped down a pill and snuggled back into him contently.
He stiffly shut his laptop and put it aside. “I’m sorry.” He mumbled ashamedly.
“What?” You questioned groggily, brows furrowed. “Kai, what are you talking about?”
“For last night, I was r-“
You quickly shut him up, sticking a finger to his lips with a “Shush.” You looked at him earnestly. “Kai, it was great. You didn’t do anything I didn’t want. I liked you being all rough.” You grinned dazily at him. “Do…do you regret last night?”
“No, not at all!” He assured you, interlacing his hand with yours. “But…I saw…I, like, bruised you.”
You curiously looked down at your hips, pulling the sweater up to get a better look at the raspberry and lavender colored blotches in the shape of Kai’s fingers. You unknowingly grew a giddy little grin.
“That…is really hot.” You murmured, oddly into it. “I mean…you wanna make it up to me?” You giggled at him before smooching him happily. He smooched back, his fingers getting tangled in your hair.
You could tell had to drag himself away from you, “You should probably get dressed so Winter doesn’t think anything.”
“You really care what Winter thinks, huh?” You asked with a giggle, standing from his bed.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing.” You shrugged as you looked around his room. “I just love how much you care about her.” You explained in truth. “Hey, do you have some pants I could borrow? I could put my ladybug costume back on, but that’s not much different from me in my underwear anyways, huh?”
He snickered at your unseriousness. You just made him so comfortable. “I wouldn’t complain. But I think your costume has a little more coverage than that.”
“Close enough.”
“I mean, you’re already wearing my sweater, I don’t care, take what you want.“
“I knew I tolerated you for a reason.” You chuckled before going over to his closet.
“Tolerate? People who “tolerate” each other do that?” He teased as you grabbed a pair of flannel pants.
“What people are you talking to?” You snickered back, pulling the loose pants over your legs. “They must hate you.”
You hopped down the stairs and made your way to the kitchen. Winter was already sitting at the table, her eyes lighting up when you came into view.
“Hey! How’s your head?” Winter asked. “Kai said you crashed out pretty hard in his bed.”
“It’s alright.” You shrugged as you searched the cabinets for cereal. “He let me borrow his sweater and shit, ‘cause I left my clothes in the car.”
“Ew, sorry.” Winter chortled. “You could’ve taken something of mine. Not have to wear his musky junk.”
You shrugged again. “It’s fine, his clothes are comfy. And I don’t think he wanted to root through your clothes.”
“Well, he could’ve asked me.” She countered. “I wouldn’t care.”
“Well, I don’t know when I fell asleep, but I woke up at, like, three in the morning and I guess I woke him up, so he gave me clothes.” That was one convoluted lie.
Before Winter could question it, Kai came into the kitchen, heading to the coffee pot. “Hey! Look, it’s Kai!” You exclaimed, trying to get the heat off your ass.
“Hey, Mr. Busy Bee.” Winter chortled as her brother sat down at the table. “Nice costume last night.”
“Thanks.” He replied groggily, sipping from his mug. “Y/N helped me.”
“Yeah, I could tell.” Winter replied. “You’ve got some glitter on your face.”
Kai reached a hand up to wipe it off as his face reddened slightly, as well as yours.
You weren’t exactly planning on spending the whole weekend at the Andersons’, but one thing led to another, and it was suddenly Sunday, and Kai was packing.
“I don’t want you to leave.” You muttered into his chest.
“But I have to.” He replied softly, petting your hair before he pulled away to continue folding laundry. “You can visit or call whenever you want. And I’ll be home in, like, three weeks for Thanksgiving.”
“But that’s so long.” You pouted exaggeratedly.
“Where the fuck is needy Y/N coming from?” Kai chuckled as he packed up a sweater.
“Wherever bold Kai came from.” You snipped back. “God forbid I’ll miss my-“ You cut yourself off.
“Miss your what?” He questioned curiously.
“Nothing.” You replied quickly. You were the flustered one now.
“No, no, you said something.” He scolded. “What was it?”
“No, you’re gonna make fun of me.” You muttered dismissively.
He showed you grace. He knew what you meant, he just wanted to hear you say it. “Look, if it will make you feel better, do you want me to call you my girlfriend for the sake of brevity?”
You looked at him like he just dropped a bombshell. “R-really?”
“Yeah.” He shrugged with a grin as he strolled over to you. He swiped the hair out of your face with his thumb. “I love my girlfriend.” He purred sweetly, his doe-like eyes making you feel comfort with ease. “And I think my girlfriend will miss her boyfriend while he’s at college.”
“Your girlfriend will miss her boyfriend while he’s at college.” You hummed contently, wrapping your arms around him. “She loves her boyfriend.”