A/N: NSFW

The music is pulsing strongly around him, cushioning him on all sides. Most of the partygoers are relaxed, having downed several drinks already. Justin however is the opposite of relaxed. He’s rigid with tension, searching the crowds for her.

There’s brunette’s everywhere, but they aren’t the right height, dressed different, or just could never be her.

He turns a corner, eyeing Marcus who shakes his head at him. No Kat.

He rakes a hand through his hair, tugging at the ends. He wants to find her, but he doesn’t know why. He doesn’t want to admit to himself that he cared about her. Justin didn’t care about people, he just got through life and had meaningless one night stands.

He turns another corner and emerges on the balcony. Hope fills him and he rushes forward faster than he ever really had because for the first time in years, he was excited to see someone.

He reaches for her shoulder, turning her around. “Hey Kat!”

She turns, and she resembles her but isn’t her. Disappointment fills him at the realization that she just isn’t there, and she won’t be coming.

So instead of stalking away he smirks at her and keeps his hand on her shoulder. Pretending that the long brown locks of hair that brush his fingertips are hers.

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He’s buried in her, doggy-style. They are in his apartment at the park, her on the bed facing away from him, his hands are on her hips and his eyes are closed. She’s whining his name, asking him to go faster, harder, telling him when he hits the right spots though he already knows where they are because of all his experience with different partners.

He was notorious for his one-night-stands and giving the girls a robe and breakfast at his place before he was on to the next.

She groans, flicking her hair over her shoulder and he sees too much of her. He reaches forward, snakes a hand into her hair and yanks it back so shes looking straight ahead. He groans, feeling the typical sensations that indicate he’s close. He snakes a hand around her hip and between her thighs and then uses his thumb to press firm semi-circles into her core.

Her body goes rigid beneath him and he knows that he’s got her there. She tightens around him, clamps down, her body trying to draw him farther into her.

He drops his body forwards, presses himself into her. A sharp smack-smack-smack fills the room and he’s pretending that she’s someone else.

His release catches him then, and he pushes himself into her as far as possible and lets go into the condom. “Kat..” He chokes out.

The girls head whips around her face full of anger, and then she’s bucked him off. She’s throwing her clothes on, and storming out of his apartment but Justin just doesn’t care.

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