Listen to Kiwi on repeat while reading!!

The club is packed. Sweaty bodies pressed against each other, the temperature continually rising as the night goes on. The blasting music fills your ears. You dance with the least bit of care. Your arms fling around and your hair, which has been let down from its usual ponytail, flies everywhere.

Every once in a while you take a drag of the cigarette which is pressed between your lips. The smoke burns your lungs but you couldn't give a damn.

Someone behind you pushes you further forward, making you stumble on your feet. You fall into the arms of a ridiculously attractive man. His defined abs and dark tattoos show through his tight shirt. He smirks at you and grabs you by the waist. His dark and lustful green eyes trail down your body.

You find yourself dancing again, but this time you are pressed up against this man's chest. An even crazier song than the last comes on, and you and him continue dancing like a bunch of wild animals. You can only assume he is drunk, which is alright, because you aren't completely sober either.

His hands explore your body, the only thing stopping you from really enjoying it is the fact that there is a dress between your skin and his.

He grabs your face suddenly, and you stare into his eyes. Your head is roughly pulled forward as he devours your lips. The feeling of lust and want immediately take over and cloud any sense of judgement and rationality so you deepen the kiss.

He breaks the kiss and grabs your hand as he leads you through the crowd of people. You bump into a shoulder every once in a while but you don't acknowledge it, because all you can focus on is where he is taking you.

You soon find out, as you reach the exit.

"Shall we find a hotel," he states more than questions.

You are so flustered by his persona and appearance, all you can do is nod your head repeatedly.

You find yourself in a nice hotel room only minutes later. The lights are turned off but you can tell he is right next to you due to the hot breath on your neck, which gives you the chills. He slowly pulls the sleeves of your dress off, and it slides down your body. The black fabric pools around your feet which you step out of. He swiftly takes off his shirt, and starts to unbuckle his pants as you unclasp your bra, your eyes not leaving each others.

You know that you will pay for it when this is over, but right now, who gives a fuck.

Hahaha I was not about to write sexy stuff... But THANKS FOR 100+ reads!!Like WHATTTTT I just started writing this like not even two weeks ago.

ALSO SOTT CAME OUT ONE YEAR AGO WHATTTTTTTT.