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Clubbing 📸

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You and Michael go to the club together after a heated phone call
CW: may have alcohol references 🇦🇩

I sat on my bedroom floor, sliding on my stiletto heels and pulling up my skin tight purple dress until it was practically belt size. I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror, being impressed with myself and I fitted on my black and gold billed beret, gifted from my dear boyfriend Michael.

I slid on some lipstick, and blew a kiss to myself in the mirror, when the phone called. I rushed to it, knowing it was Michael, and eagerly picked up.

“Hey baby, whatcha doing tonight?” his raspy voice spoke into the phone, with a lustful tone.
“Mikeee...you know I'm going clubbing!” I whined my words, seducing him and making him go crazy.
“Mmmm...where you going, huh?” the words lolled off his tongue, and I could hear him hastily changing while trying to remain with the phone in his hand.
“The only one in town, silly!” I slipped my shoulder bag onto my arm, and began filling it with essentials like tampons and pepper spray.
“I'll meet you there in 20, baby. Hurry up.” he decided, then hung up.

I shook my hair up for the last time and sprayed hairspray into it, to keep the luscious curls in place for the packed night I had. I called up a cab, and was at the club in 5 minutes.

I wavered outside, asking the bouncer for the time in intervals of 3 minutes, but I could tell I was being irritating so I left it. The loud dance music made the floor vibrate softly and the neon lights illuminated me softly, highlighting my features and curves.

Michael arrived after exactly 20 minutes, wearing a tight white tank top with ripped baggy jeans and his hair styled to match the aesthetic he was aiming for. His toned body and prominent features were outlined by the outfit he wore, making him look sexier than usual.

The line into the club had died down, and me and Mike showed our IDs to the bouncer before entering and being hit with the smell of ecstasy, alcohol and lust. The booming music filled our ears, and everyone dancing and bouncing around made me excited.

“Lets get a drink, baby” he suggested, dragging me to the bar and ordering me a tequila while he got a whiskey. We drank and talked, letting the alcohol take over and give us more energy.

I pulled him off the barstools, and began dancing with him, moving my body in all the ways I knew would make him crazy. He grabbed my hips and moved his hands with me.

“Your body is so beautiful, baby” he muttered into my neck, Rutting His Hips Against Me abruptly. My breath hitched when I felt the pent in his pants, and I leaned myself back onto him.

“How much longer can you go for?” I moved my head down to look into his beautiful eyes, edging a smirk.

“Ngh...not long my love..” he mumbled, kissing my neck and edging in closer. I turned myself around, and let him kiss my lips. The kiss became heated, and me moved from the floor to the booth seats, where I climbed onto his lap with my hands cusping his face and his gripping my waist.

I rocked my body on him, teasing his cock and getting him more worked up. Me moaned and mumbled into the kiss, and I gave in.

“Alright, I'll get a cab to drive us to my place.” I pulled away, and made eye contact with him.

“Finally. When we get home, you're gonna have the best sex you've ever had”.

P2 coming when I'm wasted again ngh I need to stop drinking IM A MINOR 😦😦😦😦