dear diary mood apathetic

“it was definitely meant to be one.” he tells her against her skin, her moan only making it harder for him to stop. he was already struggling to not just have his way with her again right then and there but the voice in his head he keeps thinking has gone away keeps coming back to remind him of how long they’ve spent in here. his brows raise at her suggestion. he was already in trouble and if they could be quick like she said they might what’s the harm in seeing, right? taking in a breath a soft groan falls from his lips, enjoying her grinding on him more and more. “i never think of it as pressure.” his hand moves to hip half expecting her to grind against him again. 

before he can say anything he’s busy enjoying her lips on his neck, hanging his head back a little to give her more room. “what can i say…. you make it sound a little too good.” he barely gets the words out letting out a breathy moan after. bringing his other hand to her other hip he grinds up against her not thinking twice about feeling her teeth knowing she could easily make it known what happened in here to everyone. “good point.” he laughs. there has always been something to get in there way one way or another, it never failed. will that ever change? who knows but there’s a small part of him that hopes so. feeling her pause he wonders if has said too much. the conversation they’re having isn’t exactly simple or light really. look back in her eyes he tries to figure out what she’s thinking as he speaks but her action shine through instead. kissing her back it only confirms that leaving wasn’t going to happen right now. grinning back at her words he kisses her back again but this time he keeps it gentle though deep really letting her feel what he’s feeling. things were heading back into the intimate territory, seeming to be more emotional than physical like the time before. the semi deep conversation beforehand probably not helping matters. a moment later he lifts them both so he can scoot back on the bed more before rolling them over. he waste no time reinserting himself in her again, groaning into her mouth. 

she smiles a small smile of relief, cupping his face with a gentle touch. “well, i’m glad to hear that.” there’s a moment she uses to press her lips softly against his, caught up with the butterflies swirling her stomach, but it’s easily heated back up when he starts to writhe underneath her. it makes her kiss him a little harder, hold his jaw a little tighter, even lets her hands drift down so her fingertips grip the sides of his neck, thumbs loosely wrapping his throat. still, the moment felt tender, their hips rhythmically moving together so they could both get a taste of the friction. “it does seem to get your blood pumping,” she teases his bottom lip with her teeth, tugging at it playfully, touching his chin with her thumb so his lips part and her tongue can slip past to brush his. once again, her mind wanders off into thinking how funny it is that she just enjoys kissing this much with him, that they’re naked and halfway spent while she straddles his lap and still, her mind can wander just making out. it would be a miracle if they made it out of this room before morning.

ellie was a much needed distraction he needed. lately whenever he’s at school he has felt on edge, not really feeling like it’s a safe space for him anymore. it has taken away a lot of joy he use to feel about the school but luckily now he doesn’t have to think about it and can focus on the cute girl in front him. it’s another problem he probably shouldn’t focus on but that’s something he can think about another day. he missed her and wanted to see her. 

if anyone was to look at the two he’s sure they could there’s something going on between them just by the look alone he’s giving her. she has his full attention and it was taking everything in not to check her out. watching it click for her he chuckles with her before saying fuck it and checking her out anyway, she looked pretty as always. “it’s okay honestly it looks better on you anyway.” his tone stays quiet so only they could hear. glancing between the jacket and her lips he shakes the thoughts of how nice it would be to kiss her right now or even just touch her. 

acting like he fixing the jacket so it wouldn’t look that suspicious he takes a step forward then removes the pin from the collar moving it to the inside of the jacket so she could have a little reminder that it’s his. “there you go.” the smile on his lips grows more looking at her for a moment before regretfully stepping back. “i have yours in my locker i could grab it for you after the meeting.”

"you would say something like that,” she jeers, watching his hand as it traveled from the collar of the jacket to its lining, fastening the pin with some slight-of-hand. her brows furrow slightly (was he indicating she keep it? would questioning it give off the wrong impression?) “smart.” her fingertips fidget with the zipper so she could steal a peak at the little token of their time together, then bury in the pockets so she can hug herself in the leather. it did kind of smell like him, but she’d just thought it was a scent that lingered with her from the weekend. “i’m almost surprised you didn’t show up in mine, but i guess the cropped look isn’t really your style, huh?” 

as if on cue, his mention of the meeting preludes ellie’s phone buzzing in her hand, her eyes rolling so drastically it was practically audible. she doesn’t even need to hear it blare the same opening line of cute without the e she’d gotten sick of already. it was obviously the same person who’d been blowing up her phone all day. “yeah, we should really get in there, shouldn’t we?” her tone is deflated but clearly not at adam, lips pursed firmly together as she swipes the stack of messages off her screen without reading them and flicks her phone onto silent mode. “i’ve got homework to do and assholes to avoid. besides, it sounds like you’re in for a treat,” a small smirk rekindles on her face as she glances into the nearby classroom, “i don’t know what hunter’s been on about for the past ten minutes, but he’s fired up. hopefully no one fucked around in his room at that party or something like that,” the smirk grows, her eyes flitting back over to adam’s, voice sinking to a whisper. “that’d probably piss him off, i imagine.”

even though she can’t see it he rolls his eyes playfully. “alright i can attest to that, just saying naked is a bit more distracting.” at first he was only going to kiss her once but since she was nice enough to give him more room he decided to get a couple more in. he honestly wasn’t sure how to not start things up again, fighting it starting to feel like more work than its worth. feeling her in his hair again and getting closer than before his thoughts of stopping start to fade just wanting to enjoy being close to her for as long as possible, a bit of dread in the back of his mind reminding how much he doesn’t want to leave the room again. being a part from her was starting to feel like a punishment which he’s sure can’t be a good sign for their  friendship. 

“two very good points. i’d ask if you think we can be quick but it’s us.” he chuckles though his brow raises wondering what she’ll say back. it does surprise him that no one has came to door yet but he wasn’t about to complain about that.

at her pulling his hair he ends up smirking into the kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth once he feels her rolling his hips against him. letting out a small groan pressing his body to her even more. the small plan he had for how to get out of the room slowly leaving his mind. were they pushing their luck? yes, but it didn’t matter in the moment, only if they actually wait to hear someone looking for them is he going to start stressing about it. “hmm that’s just mean.” he refers to the daddy comment after they kiss. taking in a deep breath he takes in her words almost forgetting that when they had first met he was fresh out of a bad relationship. even back then she was good at making him forget things happening around them. “looks like you’ve changed that nowadays. who knows what would’ve happened if we had started back then but i’m glad we at least moved passed it even if the timing isn’t the best.” he lets out a soft chuckle. adam does wonder what would be different if they had started back then but can’t focus on it too long because for once he hasn’t thought about his injury and didn’t want to start now. “i don’t know either honestly.” his smile matches her. sliding his hand back to cup her cheek. “i wish we had this conversation before because i would’ve been happy just being with you. you give more than you think. we’ll figure out something nothing has to be fucked up.” he assures her before biting on his bottom lip trying to think of a solution to all of this. “what if we don’t…. i know it sounds bad but i can’t let you go either. we can figure out a way to deal with the problem together.” choosing his words wisely he’s sure she can get who he’s talking about. “ i can’t just go back to normal after this.”

“i’ll take it as a compliment.” a soft moan passes her lips as he kisses her neck, letting her eyes drift shut. by now, she isn’t even trying to quell her thirst, just telling herself that whatever her next move is, she can’t keep him in here forever. hell, she probably shouldn’t even keep him for very much longer at all. they were already asking for trouble; now they were just inviting it. “yeah, we’re never quick,” she chuckles, teasing the nape of his neck with her nails, “though, if we don’t wait too long, it’ll probably be quicker than the last one. i’m still way up there.” as she grinds her hips into his again, she does it more deliberately, her swollen clit rubbing up against his pelvis and sending a shiver up her spine. she’s still so sensitive from her climax that she’s sure he can feel the way she twitches at the friction, even wetter than before for obvious reasons. she makes sure to add in an “obviously, no pressure, still,” and coaches herself to keep from rutting herself against him until she has the proper consent, but that doesn’t mean her head isn’t already swimming.

@hellhathhotties​

adam was thankful for mondays, it’s the day when him and heather don’t actually hang out due to their busy schedules and though he has done a good job at acting like nothing happened over the weekend it was eating at him a bit. ignoring the guilt hasn’t been easy but with everything going on it was just another feeling he was working on not paying attention to. as he walks the halls to head towards gamer club he couldn’t help noticing ellie, instantly causing a flutter in his stomach. he felt nervous seeing her again but also a little happy. even though the party was confusing for his relationship status seeing her just flooded his mind with memories of the eventful night, only reminding him more how much he wants to see her again. 

after almost running into to someone he finally makes his way over to her, clearing his throat slightly once he’s walking by her. “so the craziest thing happened to me this weekend. i went to this party and somehow ended up taking someone elses jacket home….” looking over at her he can’t help the small grin on his lips as he notices her wearing his jacket due to the small pin on his collar. “and someone took mine too, isn’t that just wild.”

ellie loathed mondays, especially since her weekends started getting eaten up by her social life; while she used to rely on her days off to take as many freelance writing gigs as she could, it meant she’d miss shows, parties, events—even just the privilege of hanging out with friends. however, it wasn’t like she couldn’t have an income, so swapping out her free time from work to play simply wasn’t an option. it just meant she’d manage to cram both in.

which usually left her starting her school weeks already burnt out and irritable. the messy bun bobby pinned to the top of her head has practically become a monday staple, frizzy with stale hairspray, still not washed from the latest function. her baggier outfits had started becoming a habit as well so she could at least have the luxury of comfort just in case she was still nursing a hangover or hadn’t slept the night before. sometimes it’s the little things. but it’s probably why she didn’t think to double-check the loose leather jacket she’d thrown over her tee dress that morning. hell, it was probably why she didn’t think to question it when she grabbed it in a hurry on her way out of the bedroom party that past friday night.

in fact, the thought doesn’t strike her until she hears adam swing by her in the hallway after class. “huh?” she heard him, but she was too busy fighting the girlish smile trying to play on her red-stained lips the process his words at first. he’s just so cute. is he somehow even cuter now or is she just biased because she got a refresher on what he looks like naked— “wait,” she follows his gaze to his pin on his collar of his jacket, still draped on her body. her eyes light up like the light bulb physically clicks on in her head. “oh, shit!” she lowers her voice to a hush, but laughs, “wow, my bad, i didn’t even realize.”

adam pauses because where’s the lie in what she just said. “touché, you win this round. let’s see how good those jokes are when you’re clothed.” he challenges in a teasing tone doing this best to keep his eyes on her face for now though the moment doesn’t last long when he hears her question, nodding his head as he checks her out as best he can. “feeling very lucky actually.” he grins back his fingers playing the ends of her hair before leaning forward and placing a teasing kiss on her neck. he know they can’t get started again but he couldn’t resist doing that especially since she’s much better at the teasing game to begin with.

his heart is racing again due the passion and intensity and yet he has never felt so calm, like this is where he’s suppose to be; with her. a feeling only adding more to the complications they are already facing with everything. listening to her he let out a small sigh of relief, of course she got it. nodding in agreement with what she’s saying the smile on the corner of his mouth stays. “yeah you’re definitely irresistible too so dodging you is all i could think to do. i just wish i would’ve talked to you instead of that who knows how different things might’ve been. but thanks for understanding.” running his hand down her back he just wants to explore her body, touch every inch of it and just stay in this room so they never have to face the outside world. “i’d say that’s a fair assessment. a pro and con really, but i wouldn’t change it. i like that we’re like this even if it means trouble at times.” since they’re on the honest train he might as well let out all this thoughts since he was tired of holding them back from her. adam is practically hugging her once she presses her chest to his, not wanting the closeness to end, closing his eyes for a moment when her lips trace this. there she goes driving him crazy again. “true it’s all your fault.” he says in a very obvious joking tone. “no but we were both either blind to the flirting or uncertain. who knew it would take being mad to get us to this point.” as she brings up one of their first encounters he is surprised now looking back that things stayed held in for so long. “you’ve wanted this since then?” he questions wondering how their signals got so crossed, though the thoughts stop for a moment when she kissed him. he’s basically melting into the kiss, keeping it slow and gentle. it takes him a couple seconds to register what she said before nodding in agreement. “i think you’re right… i know i thought you wouldn’t be into this at first which i’m glad i was wrong about by the way, but guess better late than never?” he says with a tiny laugh just thinking of complicated things are for them and have lowkey always been. taking a moment to look at her, his free hand moves back to her face tucking a few pieces of hair back behind her ear. “i think we’ve never been just friends.” his knuckles brush her cheek before moving to her chin as he kissed her softly again with a hint of passion that’s he’s trying to fight off so they can continue to talk. “i think we can figure out something that’ll work.”

the way he stops dead in his tracks makes her start laughing so hard that she buries her head in the crook of her neck to muffle it. “fuck you, they’re great whether i’m dressed or not,” she chuckles, eyes slipping shut and head turning to let her hair fall behind her shoulder, giving his lips more access. the more she basks in their teasing back-and-forth, the harder it becomes to tune out the party around them, some clarity having come with getting that first trist out of their systems. she knows it should be her wake-up call to wrap things up but it has the adverse effect. “that’s nice,” she sighs coquettishly, taking handfuls of the back of his hair like she wouldn’t let him leave if he tried. it’s still damp at the roots with sweat, a musky warmth pulsing from his scalp. leaning her head to the side against his, she leans her bodyweight into his, letting her legs wrap around his waist for closeness. she’d wrap herself in him entirely if she could. 

“no one’s seemed to notice we’re gone yet,” she muses softly, riskily. “we could probably get away with it a little longer.”

“maybe you’re bad at telling them.” he can’t hide the small smile creeping up on his lips as he teases her again. god did he miss this, just being able to talk to her and joke around it’s a part he has missed more than he realized. if you had told him earlier tonight that this was going to happen he would’ve laughed not only because of his relationship status but also because of how little they could talk to each other. and now it’s like nothing happened, like everything is normal again while they’re in their safe bubble which is part of the reason he doesn’t want to leave her yet. the real world would be calling soon and he isn’t ready for that. his grin grew seeing her stick her tongue out then hearing her comment. “lucky seems to be my theme tonight.” 

humming against her lips he starts to speak again between kisses, “hmm i guess that’s a possibility too.” as he slowly sits down for a moment his hands move down her body pulling her closer to him again then traveling back up neck as the kissing slowed down. it was a different feeling than earlier feeling more intimate, reminding him of one of the days in her apartment but even so there was something more lingering that he couldn’t put his finger on as he starts to wonder if it’s because it could be the last time they get to be this close. letting out a small chuckle he gives a single nod, “it’s looking that way. it’s like we just forget what self control is.” which he wasn’t about to complain about even if the timing is bad for them right now. “i mean i kind of did because i did agree to be friends despite knowing that.” it wasn’t a hard thing to see hell even his girlfriend noticed something was up between them when they agreed to it all. feeling her nose brush his he moves his head back just a little bit so he could see her a little better while trying to figure out a solution to this though his thoughts get interrupted for a moment when he hears what she says next. “the same goes for you. it’s like when i’m around you sometimes i forget the rest of the world.” a statement he realized after saying he probably should’ve kept to himself, quickly deciding to blame the alcohol if need be. “i do actually want to figure out a way for us to not have to do the whole avoiding each other shit again. i can’t do it again.” honesty just pouring out of him as he holds her, glancing into her eyes for a moment before leaning in to give her a small kiss again. “think that’s possible?”

“maybe you’re just bad at listening when my tits are out.” her eyebrows raise, the corner of her mouth turned up with amusement. at the back of her mind, she’s just thinking about how she wishes she could bottle this feeling, the warmth and comfort that swelled in her chest and the fluttering beat of her heart. the way she can still hear the muted bass from the music through the bedroom walls envelope them but manages to forget the party that it comes with. the slight worry about how they’re gonna leave this room without anyone realizing what’s gone on inside it picks at her brain, but she doesn’t have to think about that just yet so long as she’s still in the moment, right? “yeah?” she grins, “you feeling lucky?” 

“are you sure about that?” now just giving her a hard time like old times. his finger tips run up and down her spine slowly as he takes in her presents alone. honestly just being near her is usually enough for him but when they touch it’s a whole other experience that always makes his heart race and he’d dare to say there’s a hint of butterflies in his stomach. she’s everything he wants but things are never as simple as that. the way her lips brush his start to slowly drive him crazy again hardly hearing the words she’s saying. “good point there was no hiding it.” he smirks his lustful eyes looking over her features as best as one can when you’re close. “not sure how we’ll top that.” he says basically letting her know he would like for this to happen again sometime.  

moving one of his hands up he cups her face deepening the kiss more not sure how they’re ever going to separate from each other but that’s a problem for later. her hands running down his chest makes his heart race more taking in the feeling making notes in his mind as reminder to how good she feels for later. “it’s almost like you knew that’s my favorite ride.” he says not really giving her answer since he’s still trying to figure out what to do but focusing on anything else right now isn’t exactly easy. “and i would love to hear your ideas…” trailing on his words he starts walking back till the back of his legs hit the bed. “yeah i guess that is a bit of a problem huh.” glancing down at her smirk a small grin appears on his lips glad that the two are thinking alike and fighting the urge to just kiss her again, letting her speak instead, something that isn’t easy for him but he’s trying though her gloating for him doesn’t help. “true but i’m good. not tired at all.” he partially lies. listening to the options she gives him he does try to take an actual minute to think about what to do before hearing her next comment. “i can stay for a little longer, i don’t want to go.” he tries to assure her then leans forward to give her a lingering soft kiss. “it’s okay i deserved it. you’re one of my best friends too.” his hand slides back some to the back of her neck pulling back enough to look in her eyes, his thumb moving lightly against her skin. “i fucked up with how i was acting. you didn’t deserve it you did nothing wrong. you tried staying friends and i got weird i’m sorry for that.” 

“oh, i’m positive. maybe you just don’t get them.” she teases back with a kitschy smile. there’s this glowy, daydream-y look to her face as she laughs just being able to laugh with him again, gaze always floating between his eyes and his lips anytime he speaks. everything feels calm. this wasn’t like the downswing she remembers feeling the last time she dropped acid; that night, the fall from her high was also angsty and dramatic and harsh, like getting smacked in the head so hard that the whole world spun too fast for her to stand on, and in an ironic encore twist of fight, she and adam fought through her comedown tonight, but she wasn’t coming down. the peak from the drugs must have dulled down hours ago, and yet, she's higher than ever. and the whole world’s slowed to a stop this time around. it seems to do that whenever it’s just the two of them. “yeah, yeah,” she sticks out her tongue, watching him bask in her afterglow, that he caused. “you’re lucky you’re cute when you’re gloating.”

adam had to give it to her she did show him she missed him like he asked, feeling her shake underneath him again, now having a little more since of pride. hearing her words adam raises his brows but there’s a grin on his face lightly shaking his head. “someone has jokes i see.” he lets out a small chuckle before using his forearm to wipe away some of the sweat from his face as he looks over at her. even though he enjoyed what just happened he was glad to be able to see her fully again, to feel her touch again. her hands roaming his face basically manages to make him melt some, a thing he’s all too familiar with around her it’s one of the many powers she has over him. his eyes glances to her lips before she pulls him in, the smile on his lips still evident when their lips meet. 

his arms wrap around her waist kissing her back with the same amount of passion and gentleness a change from their kisses just moments before, but he’d be lying if he said moments like this are some of this favorite. the way their lips do the talking for them without words. “’bout time you admitted it.” he can’t help teasing. enjoying her nails on his scalp he nods his head in agreement but doesn’t speak, his mind filled with a combination of thoughts of her and the fact that a some point they will have to leave this room. it’s like a battle in his mind now that some of his actual thinking as come back. this wasn’t like her apartment where they could hide away for awhile and no one would notice, that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to try and savor their time together though. he isn’t sure when this will happen again, if it will happen again, the door feeling like it leads to too many uncertainties. one thing he does know is that someone in particular is waiting on him which is a weird feeling because part of him feels guilty for what just happened and the other half still wants stay in friends room with ellie. she’s intoxicating to him, her next set of words making him feel a bit of relief that this doesn’t have to be over just yet. “yeah my charger is slow might be another couple of minutes.” he manages to get out between kisses. “don’t know how we’ll ever pass the time..” 

“i always have jokes, don’t insult me, adam.” she grins slyly, twirling strands of his hair through and around her fingers. that elevated sensation from earlier seems to rekindle under her skin, neurons firing at everything she touches. she still doesn’t know whether it’s leftover from the lsd or if missing someone so much just makes it that much more electric to come in contact again. absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that, she figures, but damn does it also make one hell of an aphrodisiac. “like i was actually gonna deny it,” the bridge of her nose crinkle as she speaks but she keeps it just shy of a kiss, savoring the light tingle of her lips brushing his with every word. “did you hear me back there? it would actually be laughable for me to pretend you didn’t just totally rock my world.”

this is going better than he expected. he remembered her being good but this was better than before, the only thing missing being her touch. adam isn’t sure if there will be a next time but part of him deep down is hoping so though for now he’s focusing on the present, enjoying every inch of her and their time together. there is a bit of relief feeling her touch his abs again as he relishes in how close they can be in this position. biting down on his lip he makes sure his speed stays consistent, fighting the other urge to just cum himself. it’s not easy especially after listening to her, god he loves it. 

one thing he knows for certain is he can’t wait to kiss her again already once they’re done, the thought not helping to slow him down at all. he does wonder what will happen after if they’ll talk, part ways, or give into urges and not resist each other again. he has a feeling which way it’ll go knowing how they are when they’re alone. 

nodding his head against her back his breathing picks up more. “so fucking much..” he trails on, part of him wondering what else she would say if he didn’t have to cover her mouth right now. feeling a bit of the biting he likes it probably more than he should, doing his best to listen to her muffled sounds. his fingers are getting wetter and wetter he can tell she’s close. biting down again on her back he doesn’t even attempt to sit up staying bend over to save some of his energy. 

even when she’s quiet she’s hot, feeling her body shake, hearing his name just barely it’s enough to drive him even more wild. he’s glad to see her still going after he knows she’s done. moving now wet hand away he brings it to her hair entangling his fingers in it and pulling back some. his abs tighten the knot in his stomach getting more wound up. closing his eyes tighten he gets a couple more hard pounds in before finally letting out a groan as he reaches his climax. there’s a silly smile on his face after as he slowly moves his hand while he slowly pulls out of her. taking in a couple deep breathes he stands back up now untying her hands. “that was amazing.” he says breathlessly tossing the belt to the side now that he’s freed her. 

the high of her climax holds up even after he moves his hand away from her, but when her head yanks back as he pulls at her hair, a sharp gasp escaping her, she’s sure he must be able to feel the way she tenses all over again. “ohfuck—” the rapid buildup inside of her barely holds on at his last few thrusts, finally boiling over when she can feel his body go taut against hers in release, getting off knowing that he’s getting off. her already-heightened state makes the second one hit even harder, so that her back arches and her mouth falls open wordlessly, a feeling like fireworks echoing from core throughout her whole body at each tandem wave of pleasure that clenches her tightly around him. the way she was shaking before was nothing compared to now, holding her bodyweight up by her shoulder on the wall as he pulls out of her. 

“meh,” she struggles to catch her breath as he frees her wrists, “it was okay, i guess.” the sarcastic grin on her face is thick in her tone as she stretches her arms over her head, trying to find her balance again before she turns to face him. the smile only spreads getting a better look at him, all hot and sweaty and proud of himself, a view she could barely appreciate from just over her shoulder. there’s a softened gaze to her eyes, their smoky makeup creased and melting, her face flushed pink with wispy red baby hairs stuck to her temples with sweat. it’s like it takes her a few measures to remember that she has free use of her hands again so she can reach out to grab his face with them. she just savors that much for a moment, the points of his jaws in the centers of her palms while her thumbs brush over his warm cheeks, before her fingers climb to tangle with his dark, damp curls and pull him in so his lips meet hers.

looking over at her face when he hears her reaction the smirk on his lip grows glad that she moved enough for him to see her face at that moment. keeping her quite was going to be a harder job than he thought but as far as he’s concerned as long as she doesn’t say anything too revealing that it’s them he’ll hold off a little on making stop. he couldn’t help it loving the sounds that fall from her lips too much. trying to thrust and rub her at the same time is a task he hasn’t ever done before taking more focus than he thought it would, but he didn’t care at this point slowly starting to feel a build up in his stomach. he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d last though he’s going to try to hold out for as long as he can. 

moving his hand from the belt he leans forward resting his forehead on her back keeping each thrust hard, deep, and fast while she grinds into him. as his breath quickens a bit he starts placing a small trail of kisses on her back. hearing her say no one does it like him gives him a sense of pride and though he agrees that she’s different from anyone he has ever fucked he’s words get caught in his throat letting out a moan instead. feeling her try to escape beneath him only encourages him to keep going more, knowing if she actually wanted out she’d say so. his eyes widen when he hears her calling out his name again causing his sweet kisses to turn into him biting, not too hard, on her back before bringing his free hand up to cover her mouth. “i missed you too, god..” he mumbles against her skin “show me how much you missed me.” leaning forward a bit more he moves to her ear, panting softly by it for a moment. “cum for me babygirl.” he tells her taking the line she used on him last time. 

a small smile plays on her lips when she can feel his head bowed onto her back, her bound, restless hands splayed out behind her so her fingertips can search for any accessible inch of him. as much as she’s reveling in the way he touches her, it’s driving her crazy to not be touching him, more and more maddening the higher he builds her up near climax. she wants to pull at fistfuls of his hair, drag her nails down the expanse of his back...any brief contact she does get where the pads of her fingers graze his abs, he's hot to the touch and beaded with sweat, hot like his breath between her shoulderblades as he adorns her skin with kisses. the tenderness of his lips in stark contrast to his hips as he thrusts harder and deeper than before just heightens the passion of it all. he’s so sweet with her while fucking her senseless at the same time, and man, has she missed such a combination from him.

“god, yes, don’t stop, don’t stop...!”

already, she’s fantasizing that he’s not going anywhere when they finish this, that the second she’s untied she’ll  just push him back onto (oh my god, hunter hollingsworth)’s bed and dive right into round 2...but it’s also way too easy to get carried away in heat in her position. really, it’s a miracle her head is still clear enough to mind her volume.

“yeah, you love this pussy, don’t you?” 

at least, she thought she was being mindful about her volume until adam covers her mouth with his free hand, when she realizes that no, she wasn’t being quiet one bit. the gesture gets a laugh out of her but she’s also thankful for it, giving her something to bite at to muffle herself. the added security just makes her ride faster, rubbing herself up into his hand as roughly as she can to keep chasing the high of an oncoming orgasm, which lies dormant until she hears him this time:

cum for me babygirl...

for a moment as he’s looking at her he debates on untying he and turning her to face him. this was new for him in general but he could tell she likes it and he does too, only really missing seeing her face. getting use to her not being as touchy is something he slowly getting use to focusing on other things like how sexy she looks right now. hearing her comment he rolls his eyes playfully letting out a small chuckle with her, though when he hears her say she’ll try he’s a little through expecting her to fight him a little more, but he wasn’t going to complain. it even takes him a moment to realize her whines could bring them some unwanted attention, giving her the benefit of the doubt he holds off on trying to silence her for the time being.

as they kiss he finds himself at peace just melting onto her lips. them kissing is always something that has been a favorite of his. she clearly knew what she was doing but also somehow when their lips touch it feels like their chemistry gets even more heighten in a way he can’t seem to explain. as he pulls back there’s a grin on his lips, content that she agreed so easily and she was being quiet so it’s the least he could do for her right? finally slipping his hand down he begins to touch her, running his fingers a little between her folds so they’d be wet before putting his focus on her clit, moving his two fingers in a circular motion are the same speed of his thrusts. 

taking his free hand he puts it on the belt gripping down so he could try to keep his focus on his thrusts and fingers. his breathing is picking up, a bit of sweat running down the side of his face. between this and getting hot in general while drunk it’s a wonder he didn’t start sweating sooner. “is this what you wanted baby?” he asks, groaning softly, the pet name slipping out of his mouth casual like before. after a moment he starts to pick up the pace again, making sure to do so with his hand as well. “god, ellie.. fuck,” he moans making sure to keep his voice low. 

it’s like he pulls the air from her lungs when he breaks the kiss, leaving her breathless despite knowing that it was only about to get worse—or really, better. she lets her eyes stay closed and her head turned to the side enough to give him some view of her face. especially with her having to keep the volume down, she figures he’ll at least like seeing her react to what he’s doing to her. “a—a-ah!” her mouth falls open with a gasp, the sheer contact of his fingertips running along her seam enough to draw what would have been a loud sigh of relief were she not so quick to curb it, eyes squeezing shut tighter. it’s like she’s bracing herself for impact, knowing how much higher the pleasure was about to be vs. how much self-control she’ll have to have in feeling it. obviously she’s more used to letting loose, something she knew he knew all about, but there is an added thrill to having to keep quiet. maybe because it adds to the taboo of it all, knowing they aren’t supposed to get caught in the act.

maybe because she’s already wondering what he’ll do the second she slips up.

but she’ll pocket that curiosity for later. she’s sure it’ll come into play eventually.

he wasn’t sure what it is about her begging, just hearing her say please that makes him want her more. it’s like it awakens a primal side of him and he loves the feeling but also enjoys that it sounds like a job only he can do when it comes to satisfying her. feeling her push back against him encourages him more to keep up his pace. it takes him a moment to realize her calling out his name might not be the best idea this time around no matter how much he loves hearing it, though at the moment he can’t even focus enough to say anything about it instead focusing on how good this feels. 

adam didn’t think too much about this being different than before chalking it up to talking her words of kissing her like he missed her to heart and instead using his body to show it more. letting out a small moan against her skin as her nails dig into him, he moves his arm that’s wrapped around her to her hip, gripping down to help keep up his pace up so he doesn’t slow down just yet. leaning back a bit so he can enjoy the view again he hears her request. as he’s getting ready to comply he remembers what he wanted to say earlier but gets distracted. “fuck…” he groans taking in a deep breath, “only if you can remember our quiet lesson from before. can’t have you getting us caught.” at this moment he starts to slow a bit but keeps his thrust deep and hard just dragging them out a bit. seeing her look back at him he uses his free hand to keep her head turned for a moment so he can lean forward to kiss her lips that he was already missing again and he’s sure it showed. 

after a moment he pulls back and with his hand he decides to go ahead and tease her sliding his hand down from her chest, over her breast, and down past her stomach, moving his hand slower once he gets closer and closer to her clit. “are you going to be a good girl?” he asks in a husky tone leaving the fate in her hands down allowing a bit of control and even though she did ask nicely he wants to make sure no one can hear them still. the thought nagging the back of his mind no matter how much he doesn’t want it to be so the two can have their fun in peace, but when are things ever that simple especially with them. 

she naturally echoes the soft moan she hears come from him, her eyes slipping shut. she loves hearing him; she’s known he’s a lot less vocal than she is—something she’s pretty used to, since she’s known to not shut the fuck up and that isn’t usually a trait that’s matched by her partners, anyway—but it just makes any noises that do come from him feel that much more earned, that much hotter. from the warmth she can feel in the pit of her stomach along with the chill up her spine, she’s pretty sure she can feel his eyes on her, taking his time to take in the view. and she does like being watched, whether by a third party or the very person getting her off, so she just soaks up that attention.

“mm, quiet...? what’s that?” she laughs through her nose, her tone only kidding out of necessity. as much as she’d love to contest the idea, to get all stubborn and bratty and tell him that he’ll have to make her, she knows better; it’s a high stakes situation, and the cloak of house music could only do so much for them since the party had already started burning out before they even went upstairs. quiet was unfortunately the only option if they didn’t want to get caught. “y-yeah,” she groans as he slows down, “i can try...” but at the same time she says this, she’s barely suppressing the high-pitched whines that cap each heavy breath she takes with each hard thrust he gives her, so he still might end end up having to make her, anyway.

hearing the way she speaking, the words she’s saying, man she’s good at this game. does he regret not punishing her? yes and even though he knows it’s not too late it feels like a punishment in itself to not do anything, trying to keep her on her toes mainly due to lack of time. adam has no clue how long they’ve been in the room but he also knows when it to come to get other they don’t know how to stop, a part of them always wanting more. when she says she’s all his back it takes him a minute to focus on anything else. “trust me i will.”

he loved listening to her, hearing all the sounds she would make just because of him or wanting him. it made feel like the king of the world it also makes him want to do more. something he has picked up is how easily he seems to drives her crazy, something he’s glad happens to both of them and not just him. she always manages to bring out his side letting him feel fearless in the bedroom. he’s thankful for her pushing back on him making it easier for the both them. for a moment he stays still after hearing her tone at first though he begging does help. after a couple of slow thrust he starts to pick up his speed, thrusting harder. wrapping his arms around her waist to basically hug her as he keeps up his hard, quick rhythm.

“this is what being a good girl gets you babygirl. begging always gets you brownie points.” he groans in pleasure before kissing her neck again deciding to leave her a little gift to remember this night by. after a moment of sucking and nibbling he pulls back enough to look at the hickey grinning to himself before letting out a breathy moan by her ear as he picks up the pace.

ellie hasn’t even considered the world outside this one room since her panties came off, lightly sweating and head swimming as the only proof of the party still happening around them only exists to her in the muted bass beats that vibrate through the wall she’s propped up on. that general sense of we shouldn’t be doing this still lives in the thrill of it all but her focus has all been pulled to adam and what he’s going to do to her next and how bad she wants more no matter how much she's getting. 

“n-no, please...” she grumbles defiantly during the brief pause he takes to punish her, but does actively try to make up for it by how good she behaves, the extent of her impatience only going as far as bending over further just to push him in deeper as she grinds her ass back against his pelvic bone. it only benefits the both of them when he picks up the pace again, and harder than before. “god, adam—!” her jaw clenches just like the rest of her, feeling herself tighten around him so tensely that she can’t tell if her pussy’s ready to suck him in or push him back out. she just knows she’s thankful to feel him fight it either way so he can thrust faster and harder inside of her, her breathing short and ragged. “fuck me just like that, daddy...mm, you’re so fucking good...”

from the consent they both gave earlier he really was testing the waters to see what he can get away with. how could he not? and luckily from what he could tell she seemed to be into too. her first comment almost making him laugh though he holds it in. he’s glad to know he can still surprise her. he’s surprising himself in a way, never really having the confidence to take charge like this thanks to his usual overthinking brain. “that’s what i like to hear.” the extra validation in knowing she’s a fan of this too only exciting him more.

he grins again at not really answering the question finding the giggle to be cute. right as he steps back a little he hears her respond he eagerness sparking his. “right now huh? and here i thought i was the one in charge.” in a perfect world he has an idea of what he would do for a slight punishment but since they were on a time crunch he instead listens to her words hooking his fingers into her underwear then sliding them all the way down. once he’s standing back up he finally gets himself ready before running his hand from her ass to her center just feel how wet she is. his fingers tease her folds for a moment while his other hand is on her hip.

taking his hand back he pulls her back a bit so her lower half is sticking out more while her upper half is still against the wall. bending his knees slightly he teases her folds yet again but this time with his tip. it only last a few seconds before he finally slips the tip in thrusting lightly at first, humming lowly.

“mm, you are in charge, daddy...” the way she whines this is meant to be reassuring, despite the impatience with which she fidgets when she feels that slightest bit of distance he puts between them. honestly, she’s fully expecting some sort of discipline for it, even bracing herself for whatever adam would feel inspired to dish out. but when the next touch she feels is his fingers under the sides of her panties so he can pull them all the way down her legs, she shudders, exhaling softly with relief. “i just meant that i’m all yours,” she mirrors his words to her from earlier, only her voice is deliberately soft and kittenish, latent with an unspoken dare to try getting a rise out of him. “so you can do whatever you want with me.”

the contact from his fingers alone is enough to draw a pathetic whimper from her, eyes rolling back and lip taught between her teeth. in truth, it’s pretty easy to get her going, and adam’s someone she’s already known to get her wet and easily. right now he had her soaked. she’d even been able to feel it through the fabric of her underwear when they’d still been on her body, but now that she was exposed, the cool air against her bare skin made it all the more obvious. it would almost be embarrassing if her head wasn’t foggy with lust and want and relief from the touch of his hand, alone.

adam could tell his last minute plan was working. he knew the two wouldn’t have a lot of time together given that someone would notice them missing if they’re gone for too long, but she teased him first and he wanted to do the same to her. at this point he couldn’t tell if he was sobering up or if a mix of ellie and alcohol running through this veins were helping him act this way, letting him lose and not thinking too much about what he wants. the mainly goal in mind making sure she’s satisfying in more ways than one.

the way she deepens the kiss, presses her body back against his, makes him want her more to just stop with the teasing and take her right then and there, but he stops himself again wanting to give his other idea a shot. wanting to experiment a little more than he normally would. was now the right time? probably not, that isn’t going him though.

there’s a clear smile on his face at her words glad to hear her say that after everything even if it’s only for this. nodding his head he takes the belt out of his mouth looping the ends together as he speaks, “just like that.” bringing it up he runs the belt slowly down her back while taking his other hand to hers, his finger tips playing with her. leaning forward he kisses shoulder, his teeth grazing her skin as he moves her hand behind her back. wrapping the belt around her one hand before reaching for her hand, doing the same thing. tighten the belt he makes sure it isn’t too tight then let’s go. moving his hand up he slowly slides it across her upper chest going up till his hand is around her throat. his kisses trail from her shoulder to the side of her neck. “should i still kiss you like i miss you or should i show you how badly i want you?” he asks in a teasing tone, using his finger to turn her head to face him before as he moves away from her neck a little.  

he has her fully enchanted for the moment, especially with her back turned so that her senses make up for it with guesswork. a chill runs down her spine just following the trail of his belt down her skin, a soft gasp catching in her chest. it’s dangerously easy to forget where they are and who might be getting suspicious, especially since they’d already caught some wayward glances en route to the bedroom in the first place. it’s like she can’t be bothered to care the more time they spend with the least amount of clothing. not even just that. just the little bits of contact did her in, too: the kiss to her shoulder, his teeth on her skin, his fingers reacquainting with hers...

“—oh, shit.” startled by the way he captures her wrist with his belt, she trails off with a smirk, “i already like where this is going.” she can’t tell if she’s more impressed with him for knowing she’d be so down to get bound while upstairs at a house party where they could get caught at any moment, or the fact that he just went for it. and she’s ready to make some cheeky comment about it, but every part of her freezes when she feels his hand move to clutch her throat, jaw slack with arousal. if he didn’t have her eating out of the palm of his hand already, he sure does now.

“y...es...” her non-answer is met with a soft giggle of nerves—not nervousness, but nerves, all heightened and waiting to see what he does next, running her bottom lip through her teeth as she groans a little impatiently. maybe he’s got her mind too clouded to think clearly. maybe she’s being a little bit of a brat just to see what he’ll do about it. (it’s mostly the latter.) “literally do anything you want to me right now,” she steals a peek at him from over her shoulder, “i can take it.”

“i’m all yours.” it was a loaded sentence but while they’re in this room he means what he’s saying, not really thinking about the complication outside of this room. with ellie it was easy to fall into the motions again, feeling that familiar fire in his stomach when he’d get turned on around here. it was like a beast that only came out around her which he can only chalk up her encouraging him and feeling like he can do anything with her that he pleases. and the fact that they’re sneaking around able to hear crowds of people talking as they walk by or hang near by also added an element of excitement that he wasn’t ready to actually acknowledge instead focusing just a little bit on the muffled music finding it to also be a good add on. 

once she unwraps her legs from him he takes his hands back moving them to his shirt, untucking it from his pants before starting to unbutton what felt like way too many buttons. his brow raises as he watches her slip out of the dress enjoying the view of her in her underwear and boots more than he thought he would. slipping off his shirt now he steps forward, there’s a small smirk on the corner of his lips. grabbing her hips he pulls her forward pressing his lower half to her before crashing his lips onto hers, wanting to take a moment to kiss her again but also show much much he’s enjoying the view. after a moment he pulls back slightly. “i was hoping you’d say that. now you’ll have to trust me.” he says kissing her once more for a few seconds before taking a step back then reaching down to grab his belt. he knew they didn’t have a lot of time but he still wanted to have some fun. “there but turn around.” as he speaks he begins undoing his pants, sticking his belt in his mouth while he slips out of his pants kicking them to the side with all the other clothes. 

...i’m all yours... 

she’s not sure why the sentiment strikes her the way that they do—maybe because she can’t recall the last time someone said anything like that to her, let alone even tried to mean it. could she still blame it on the drugs? overthinking leads to zoning out with her eyes set greedily on his figure as he starts to strip himself down. the thrill of how taboo this is starts to set in with a heat that softly burns the apples of her cheeks and the back of her neck and pools between her legs. god, he could get away with anything right now, as far as she’s concerned.

and then his lips and his hips are on hers again, his hands on her body, his tongue in her mouth—or was it hers in his? she could hardly tell where one ends and the other begins with how desperately they intertwine with each other. and yet, it’s still somehow not even enough. she wants to feel him everywhere that she can. so it’s with a clear reluctance that she follows his lead when he parts the kiss, but stays vividly under his spell.

“i always trust you.” another statement that sounds sweet amidst the sin of the moment, and it softens the smile on her face to match. he’s so hot, she finds herself fawning at the way he takes charge, the twinkle in his eye that says he has plans for her when he holds his own belt between his teeth so he can deal with his pants. even his outright direction gets a shiver of excitement out of her, nodding with interest. “easy enough,” she turns to face the wall as instructed, nearly squirming with excitement (and frustration) as she waits for his next move, “like this?” 

“that too.” he adds with a small, light chuckle. feeling her thumbs brush his jaw he slowly licks his lips looking at her with lust filled eyes. this time around was definitely different than before, when they didn’t know what it was like to miss each others touch, lips, or even voice. there was a hunger in him he wasn’t use to feeling but he wasn’t mad at it. she was driving him wild between that smirk and her touch. “good because i wasn’t planning on stopping.” once she’s securely against the wall he gives her ass cheeks a squeeze as she grinds against him before moving one of his hands teasingly across her leg for a moment then moving his belt, feeling like he’s wearing too many clothes at this point.

glancing down at her biting lip he lets out a deep breath shaking his head. “maybe more than trouble wise.” hearing that she doesn’t want to leave the room either he can’t help smiling now trying his best not to turn his head so his lips can fully meet her, letting the teasing happen while he listen to her continue to speak. she wasn’t making it easy to pay attention though getting distracted by how good she is at this teasing now closing his eyes as he enjoys the feeling, his head falling back at little bit once she pulls on his hair. “noted and the same goes for you, just let me know.” he assures her while he finally gets his belt undone, pulling it through the loops then opening his eyes at the name she decided to call him not realizing how much he missed that as well. “god i love that.” turning his head slightly and leaning back his lips find hers again, his hands wondering up her dress till both are on her hips. “since i’m in charge…” he pauses for a moment getting lost in his lips, “hop down, i have an idea.” there’s a hint of mischief in his voice having a couple ideas in mind one in particular involving his belt.

“ugh, thank god,” she groans with relief, smirking just shy of meeting his lips, “obviously you know i’d respect it if you did want to stop, but fuck, was i hoping you’d say that.” her eyes slip shut and her head tips back as she revels in how it feels to be handled by him again, from the soft touches like his fingers along the skin of her legs to the heated, more aggressive ones, fueled by the lust in his eyes. after their first time back in november, ellie had even told adam that his aggression in the bedroom was something that caught her off-guard, a side of him that he largely accredited her to unleashing; whether or not that was true, it was one that she was feeling surface all over again in the way he touched her, kissed her, grabbed her...and this time, it was all so deliciously familiar.

the motion of his hands working his belt off draws her attention between them, grinning wickedly at just how much of a reaction the pet name got out of him all over again. “i know you do...” following his lead, she falls as deep into the kiss as he feels him get, his request sending a shiver up her spine as she eagerly complies; unfolding her legs from around his waist and letting her high heels touch the ground, she feels the unrest of leather from her now-unzipped, hiked-up dress trying to settle itself snugly along the curves of her body again. instead of letting it find its way back, she takes the moment to tug it down at the hem so it slides all the way down her thin frame, kicking it off to the side. it had fit the best without a bra underneath, so she knows what she’s doing in taking it off, leaning back against the wall behind her in nothing but a pair of sheer black boyshorts and her thigh-high leather boots. “i like ideas,” she runs her fingers through the front of her disheveled hair so it falls in messy locks past her shoulders, cocking an eyebrow, “where do you want me?”