✮⋆˙ experience - ⋆✴︎˚。⋆ a. lee
✮⋆˙ you finally got your boyfriend to go out with you and your friends… his first time at the club brings out a side of him you’ve never seen!
contains: SMUT, he’s NASTYYYY and NEEDYYY, public??, bathroom sex, p in v, creampie, slight cum play, i think that’s it if i’m missing something lmk :)
♬⋆.˚ experience - victoria monét, khalid, SG lewis
notes: ok so in honor of there being a frat AND nightclub push tn, here’s this little thought while i’m working on a longer fic ;) (sorry if it’s not perf i lowk wrote this at the pregame)
after a long week of classes, it was finally saturday and you finally got your boyfriend to agree to go out with your shared friend group. everyone was so excited that anton would tag along, especially you. ;) you got dressed in your favorite lace halter top and slipped on your black miniskirt, topping off the outfit with some boots. you felt…hot.
when you all arrived at the club, a couple shots deep, you instantly pulled anton onto the dance floor, wrapping your arms around his neck as his float to rest on your waist. you sway to the music, looking around at the atmosphere. purple and pink lights, smoke covering everyone, couples making out, this drunken feeling you have, it all just..
“hey. look at me” anton whispers softly to you, grabbing your chin to make you look at him. you didn’t even get the chance to fully turn before his lips crashed into yours and his hands slid down to rest on your ass. this wasn’t a typical anton kiss, it was desperate.. hungry even. you could tell he was feeling the same way you were.
suddenly, pulling you out of your thoughts, anton grabs your hand and pulls you to follow him, slipping through the crowded club and down a hallway. he leads you into a private bathroom, locking the door and leaning against it while turning to look at you. “you look so good baby” he whispers. “do i?” that’s all it took for his hands to be back on you, running down the sides of your body while his lips connect with yours in another hungry kiss. “i’ll show you what i think, okay?”
he reaches down under your miniskirt, pulling down your panties all the way to take them off. he looks at them, looks back at you, and then stuffs them in his pocket for later. anton takes two of his fingers to glide between your legs, feeling how wet you already are. “all for me?” he looks at you, something in his eyes letting you know exactly what he wants. “always.”
anton spins you around, pressing gently on your shoulder blade, pushing you down the lean your front on the counter. he takes his large hands to run up your legs and push up your skirt. he takes the time wasted on unbuckling his belt and pulling down his jeans to press three wet kisses to your back before lining up his cock against you and pushing himself in. “fuck.”
he wastes no time, hips instantly snapping at a faster pace. “anton.. fuck!” “i’m sorry you just look so good baby. needed to feel you.” his hips never slow, his hand reaching around to your front to rub slow circles on your clit. “oh my g- can i cum in you?”
“anton…” you turn your head to look at him, he looks unreal. the pink and purple lighting, the smoke, anton’s hands gripping your ass, his sweat, his head thrown back, and his hips still snapping into you at the same sloppy speed. “anton” you call out, trying to get his attention again. he picks his head back up, biting his lip to hold in his moans. all that he could whine out was one pathetic “please.”
you put your head down on the counter after nodding at him, letting him know he can do whatever he wants. a collection of whimpers escape anton’s mouth while his thrusts become even sloppier. he presses into you one last time before you feel the hot spurts of his cum deep inside of you. as you look back at him, he pulls out, immediately dropping to his knees to watch his cum spill out of you. “fuck.” he takes his middle finger and pushes some of his cum back in. “so sexy.”
he stands up and turns you around again, giving you some toilet paper to wipe yourself off. anton places one soft, slow kiss onto your lips while helping pull down your skirt before walking towards the door. “anton.. my underwear?” you look at him. “oh..i’m keeping them, i’ll buy you a new pair,” he whispers, leaning down to kiss your cheek before leading you back out of the bathroom and onto the dance floor.
hours later when the friend group finally returns to your apartment, anton’s friend shotaro walks over to him and pats him on the back. “so bro, how was your first club experience?” everyone looks at anton, waiting for a reply from their typically quiet friend. “it was..” he looks at you and smiles “fun.”










