Drunk In Lust [18+]: A TBS SPIN-OFF

x. rule number one

"Rise and shine, princess! Daddy's here to fūck your brains out!" I groaned into my pillow as soon as I heard the voice.

"What the hell!" I gasped out, turning in my bed as I started hearing loud moans sound in my room. The sound of skin slapping became unbearable. I sat up straight in shock and looked frantically around the dark room.

What kind of weird kinky shit was going on?

I again heard a moan and realized it was coming from the wall behind me– from the apartment next to mine and suddenly my bed started shaking and I heard another scream from the other side.

What were my freaky neighbours upto now?

"Yes, Daniel! Deeper...Yes, daddy. Right there!" The woman monotonously screamed and I could tell she was faking every minute of their intercourse. Rolling my eyes, I banged my hand against the wall. No response.

I banged my hand once again,"Excuse me, Mr. And Mrs. Mosby! This is Becca from next door...and I am kind of trying to sleep over here!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and heard a scream from the other side in response, a very high pitched scream.

"Daniel, stop screaming like a little girl! Sorry, Becky....What the hell are you doing-" Mrs. Mosby's voice said. I heard hushed whipsers that drowned down as I again threw my head back into my pillow, trying to pretend that my neighbours were not role-playing early in the morning.

I turned in the darkness, uncomfortable and rolling over to the other side of the bed as I felt a constant pounding in my head. I so shouldn't have gotten drunk to the point that I couldn't even recall what had went down last night.

I slowly let out a scream, similar to Mr.Mosby's from just seconds ago as I found myself lying on something warm and breathing– a body.

What the fūck?

A man's deep groan sounded from beneath me and he started moving.

"Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my bed?" The words escaped my mouth as I climbed on top of his back once he started getting up, holding him down by straddling him and he let out another grunt.

"Rebecca..." His husky voice caught me off guard and I narrowed my eyes in the darkness, running a hand down my body.

Clothes? Check.

"Wait..." I mumbled out, recognising the familiar man and I instantly shot up from his back, reaching for the lamp on the nightstand and turning it on. Light filled the room and I came face to face with none other than prince almighty.

"Jack?" I ran a hand through my hair, trying not to think too much about the fact that he was missing his shirt and his bare, broad muscular chest was mocking me. I didn't want to know what was going on under the sheets that hid his bottom from me. "What the hell happened last night?"

"Huh?" He let out, turning to lie on his back as he looked up at me, disoriented and still confused. "Wait..." He started, rising onto his elbows, his eyes widening. "Did we...?" He asked, slowly raising the bed sheet covering his body to have a look under it.

"I don't know!" I muttered out, running a hand through my head at the constant pounding in my head.

"Wait–" He muttered as he still continued looking under the sheets, bewildered at what he was seeing.

Suddenly, I heard a loud bang that made me jump out of my skin. "Rebecca? Where are you?" A man's voice reached my ears and I looked from Jack to the door, reaching for the lights in my room.

"Who is it?" Jack asked as he straightened up in the bed and I put a finger to my lips, shushing him. "Shut up! We are going to die! They finally found me!"