Awakened Regrets

"Um, sure. I'm (Y/N)." You tried not to sound nervous. 

Smiling wide, he gently grabs your hand and leads you through a short corridor with steps to the rooftop. He opens the door, and a slight cool breeze caresses your face and rustles your hair. The full moon illuminates his face as he looks down at you, eyes on yours, flitting from one to the other and to your lips. He's an awkward distance away, though, not quite close enough to lean in for a kiss, so you glance towards the sky, "Beautiful." 

"That's what I was thinking," he said as he pulled you against him and skimmed your lips with his a brief moment before claiming them with a soft kiss, tongue softly sliding against yours. Slightly stupefied, you inhaled sharply through your nose and kissed him back, tasting the wine and fruit he had also consumed earlier. 

The two of you were standing with each of your right knees between the other's legs, his hard on felt on your right hip and your crotch skimming his thigh. God, his dick feels so huge, you thought.

Pulling you in closer and rolling his hips into you, you reciprocated by pressing into him for more contact with his thigh, creating a twinge in his dick. Moaning into your mouth, he impulsively began to blatantly rub his hard length on you while pressing his thigh further into your crotch to satisfy your throbbing clit. You couldn't help but bear down onto him, the seam of your jeans pressing on just the right spot. You felt the heat increasing with the friction as you continued kissing and gyrating on one another.

You almost couldn't believe how wet you were from the flirting earlier and now this. Arms around each other and still kissing intensely, neither of you could stop rubbing against the other. He finally broke away and, fingers on your cheek, gazed into your eyes briefly before grasping the back of your neck and taking your tongue back into his sweet mouth. 

Feeling a familiar warm tingle slowly rising, he reached down with both hands to cup your ass, squeezing and pulling you against him harder while continuing to grind into you as you did the same. Your tongues still writhing, breathing faster and almost too much for your nose to handle, you felt waves burning through your core, gushing as you came with a shudder, clenching his thigh between yours and whining through your nose. His chest now heaving against you, his thrusting became harder and faster. As much as he hated coming in his pants, he couldn't help himself and let go, hips stuttering then finally stopping pressed against you. He let out a long growl into your mouth before pulling his lips away from yours. Panting, you smiled up at his moonlit face into his piercing but soulful eyes behind a few strands of breeze-blown curls. 

Just then, interrupting your introductory make-out session, a group of people came through the door onto the rooftop, laughing and talking drunkenly loud and obnoxious. 

Eyes still on each other, "Wow. So nice to meet you."