graveyard girlfriend.

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the long awaited part two!

btw, happy valentine's day! and also, happy early birthday to me [: (it's on the 15th and I'm writing this on the 14th lmao)

butttt slight lime warning!

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I PULLED INTO THE DRIVEWAY OF THE EVER-SO-FAMILIAR RESIDENCE AS I UNBUCKLED MY SEATBELT.

"Kay', so I can change out of my prom clothes, you have stuff here so you can change, and you're staying the night." I said, more to myself than Brad. But when I turned to look at him, he was already outside.

"Boo, bitch."

"HUwaAaAa- what the fuck Brad?!" I turned to the left to see Brad's goddamn handsome ass face pressed up against the glass. I flipped him off jokingly as I opened the door. I held out my hand for him, and he took it and spun me until I ended up underneath his cloak.

We walked to the door, and I grabbed my keys. After I made Brad stop playing with my Kuromi keychain, I managed to unlock the door. "Ah, home sweet home." I spoke under my breath. Meanwhile, Brad was already making his way towards my bedroom door. Noticing this, I speed-walked in a panicked fashion after him until I caught up to him while he was opening my door. My hands fumbled in the dark until I managed to turn on the light switch. I was met with the slightly cluttered room where I slept, the pre-prom rush apparent as makeup and various other products were scattered across my desk.

I grabbed the weekend bag of which contained Brad's dark-toned clothes from the times he's come over and threw it behind me, hopefully in his direction, but soon heard things fall along with a high-pitched yelp, almost like that of a Chihuahua's. "You good?" I mumble, not expecting him to hear me. His response was tuned out as I looked through my dresser for spare garments for myself. Once I found something, I didn't bother to leave the room and changed with my back turned to Brad. As my dress dropped to the floor, I heard Brad wolf-whistling from behind me. I turned my head with a cocked brow to see a smug grin on his face whilst he undid his belt. I rolled my eyes, not letting myself get flustered by the sight as I slipped into my choice of sweatpants.

I began to grab my shirt, but Brad stopped me. "No no no, keep it off." I blinked a few times before processing what he said. "You mean...just keep on my bra?" I queried while looking down at my lacey, delicate brassiere I'd chosen for the event of prom. He shined me a half-smile. "Please?" He begged, gliding his hand up my ribcage to my shoulder. Shivering at the touch, I caved in as I agreed, and Brad's smile got brighter at the fact I said 'yes'. Excitedly, he grabbed my hand and hauled me towards the bed and forced me to lay down before laying down beside me.

He nuzzled his head against the crook of my neck with an adorable expression, along with a giggle. "Either you really like my boobs, or you're tired and are being all soft and precious right now." I quipped, making him laugh once more. "Mm, both?" He mused barely above a whisper, his cooling breath against my collarbone. Whilst letting an airy laugh out my throat, I swiveled my head to give him a kiss on his forehead. "Alrighty perv, but I'll let you slide 'cause you're being cute right now."

With a naughty look, Brad placed a kiss on the side of my neck. Then another. And then he peppered kisses all around the base of my neck, each getting more meaningful. My breath hitched before I tried to stop him, despite the tingly feeling I loved coursing through my body. "Br-Brad, not now..." He looked up at me with those dreadful puppy eyes. "You know you like it~" he teased in a low tone while smoothing over my cleavage with his porcelain, lithe hands. I gulped before thinking more about the risks. It's not like we could get walked in on, and he was too precious to resist. "Alright, have at it." I expressed in defeat, watching him immediately press his lips against my neck in thought-out lines. He began to gently bite and suck on my neck, causing me to visibly shiver once more, along with a loud gasp. When my back curved after he bit a certain spot, I could feel him snicker against my neck whilst looking up at me, trying to get me to make eye contact with him.

With a sheepish but slightly devilish smile making it's way on my face, I forced myself off of him, smashing my lips onto him passionately. With a small yelp, he kissed back, smiling throughout the kiss.

I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, pulling his bottom lip with my teeth. He quickly parted his lips for me, letting me sweep my tongue inside Brad's mouth, exploring. The taste of the various prom snacks were reminiscent, melding with the softness of his mouth. His buttery hands caressed my neck as his eyes slightly fluttered open. I pulled away from him, watching his adam's apple bob in his throat as he gulped in a fluster.

We both laughed in sync, still processing what just happened. After the laughter died down, now feeling the pain in our sides, Brad spoke up.

"So... wanna shower together?"

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sorry this took longer than expected, i hope it was worth it! and despite any suggestive material, there will be no smut in this. <3