Context - You and Alex were friends with benefits.

(Smut)
---- Girls Name - Francis Perl

"YOU WANT US TO DO WHAT NOW?" Me and Alex asked David in udder shock.

"Go on a double date with me."

David, our dear ol' friend david- wanted us to go on a double date with him and his new girl.

"Why?"

Alex sat on the couch, I leaned onto the back of it, standing, while David was sitting on the coffee table- trying to convince us to do something we don't wanna do.

"Well, hate to say this, franics, BUT," David starts, clearing his throat, "Becca, thinks you're a groupie."

I scoffed and walked off to the kitchen to get a drink, "is she not one herself?"

David moves his head side to side to debate within himself, "sorta."

As I searched for a drink, I heard Alex speak; "why us? Why not eddie or micheal?"

"Because she doesn't think their wife's are groupies, since they are married, but you two aren't."

Me and Alex's relationship and I were complicated; to an extent anyway.

"Plus, I might've told her you and francis were dating." He half-smiles.

"You did what?!"
..

Alex and I had a ruff relationship- to sum it up, we were best friends with benefits.

We didn't describe how each other felt to one another. We acted as if It wasn't there because if it wasn't there, it wasn't to be said.

I've known him as long as times can tell, ever since 8th grade, and we've been best friends since.

Everything started becoming more in 11th grade, but we didn't get the label 'friends with benefits' until after high school.

We did everything with each other, and we still do. We could drop anything for each other if needed to, and we have.

Multiple times.

When van Halen started to kick off, Alex practically begged for me to go on tour with them and brought me loads of clothes as a 'please come with me'.

I've been on every tour, and now my closest was full of clothes.

We've done so much for each other, we live together too, we've had sex, kisses, made-out, cuddled, everything couples do but...

We weren't a couple.

But we agreed to go on the double date with David to get him off our backs for the remainder of life.

"You really had to wear that?" Alex groans, looking me up and down as we got out of the car.

I was wearing a cream colored long lace jacket-like over a plain white dress that had ruffles at the bottom, which reached down to my knees.

I had multiple necklaces dangling from my neck, long and short, small gold hoop earnings, variations of bracelets on my wrists, and many rings covering my fingers.

Simple white heeled boots, my hair wavy, but not messy, light makeup.. I'd say I looked good.

"Wear what?"

"That! All that, the dress, the lacey jacket thing, everything," he waves to my clothes, walking to the front of the restaurant.

"What? Does it not look good?" I panic, looking down at my clothes.

"No, no, no, francis, you look a little too good," Alex laughed, opening the door for me.

"Oh! Thank you, I was trying to!"

He rolled his eyes as we walked into the restaurant, seeing David and Becca standing to the side.

"There yall are!" David smiles, walking up to us with Becca behind him.

David hugged me and Alex, a light smile on his face the whole time.

"Ready to be seated?" The waiter asks, a smile on his face.
..

"So! Franics, alex," Becca cleared her throat, "how long have yall been together?"

Alex and i looked at each other. He gestured for me to say it instead of him having to say it.

"2 years."

"That's so cool! I hope david and I get to get that long." She smiles, wrapping her arms around his arm.

Alex snorted a laugh, making me hit him under the table to shut up.

David went through women like doctors when through patients.

"Yeah.. totally," I mumble under my breath, seeing the waiter come up.

We got over food- you know the whole shebang, nothing too important.

Becca seemed like a groupie, sounded like one, all that jazz.

She didn't like my opinions on music, nor did she like Alex's or David's, ironic, but I didn't say anything.

As the evening went on, Alex's hand rested on my thigh.

I thought it was just a habit, but it absolutely wasn't because his hand lightly traveled up my thigh.

"So, becca, how did you meet david?" I ask.

I hoped her talking it would distract me from the growing wetness, but it soon was zoned out by Alex moving my underwear to the side.

"Yeah, he saw me in the crowd and loved me, I guess," she blabbers on.

As I tried to zone her in, he slipped his fingers in between my folds, throwing me off track again.

I rested my chin on the palm of my hand, acting as if I was listening to Becca, but I wasn't.

"We had our first date in a pet store! It was boring, though."

Alex sat up, a mischievous smile growing on his face.

Uh oh.

"Really? Francis used to work at a pet store! She knows all about them, don't ya?"

He turned to me, a smirk on his face as he inserted a finger into me, slowly going in and out.

"Mhm!" I nodded, glaring at Alex for a good second.

"How was it?" Becca asks, leaning onto the table as if she's interested.

"Oh, uh," I swallow my spit, sitting up a bit, "it was good."

Oh, it felt so good, it I couldn't make it look like we were doing anything bad, obviously.

"Did you fall in love with any dogs?"

"Uh, sorta," i half smiled, but as soon as I thought I could form another sentence, alex added another finger.

"Did you adopt one?"

"Yea!" I nodded, my voice getting higher pitched by accident, "I adopted.. Uh, a golden, Uh a golden retriever."

She started talking about her dogs and how she loved them, but I couldn't focus on that.

His fingers curled as I was about to speak to say how cool it was, making me curse under my breath.

I bit down on my tongue as he sped up, Becca continued to talk till david spoke up.

"Francis."

I looked up at him, lifting my eyebrows up to signal for him to continue.

"How long have you and Alex known each other?"

I looked at him to answer, but he didn't, which was just helpful.

"10 years."

I was luckily, he hit my sweet spot right after I finished talking, my head fell into my crossed arms as I helped back a moan.

"That's a long time. How you'd you meet?"

"Middle- uh, um, middle school."

David nodded, which I think he caught on to what was happening, which was bad.

But, butterflies filled my stomach as Alex hit a sweet spot. As I almost hit my organism, Becca speaks up.

"Shits, it's late!" She says, almost shocked, "we should get goin."

David nodds, as does Alex.

"I'll take you home, yeah?" David asked as she made her way out of the booth.

Alex pulled away his fingers, licking them clean when david and Becca looked away.

I whined at the loss of contact but also annoyed at his actions.

"I fuckin' hate you," I whisper yell towards him, hitting his chest as we walked out the restaurant.

"You fuckin' love me," he smiles, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"Bye, francis! Bye, alex!" Becca waves as david shuts the car door on her.

He comes to us, a smile growing on his face, "I know what yall were doing, never again."

"Dunno what you're talking about," I shrug, acting oblivious.

"Mhm," he nods, shaking his head as he makes his way to the car.

As we walked to ours, Alex spoke up, "we aren't finished."

"Oh yeah, definitely not."

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This is a draft from April😭😭 (it's August now)