Hot.

Everything was hot. His hands on you, your mouth on his, the marks on your neck. The whimpers from your mouth that spilled into the kiss, Quinn drinking them up and tightening his grip on you. It was all so hot, both literally and figuratively.

How did you, some relatively unknown student, end up making out with the most popular guy in school?

It really was an accident! Or, at least started as one. Quinn was picking random people to play truth or dare with. And you, bored as ever, were chosen. You agreed, joining just to pass the time. However, you hadn't anticipated for Quinn to say,

"Kiss me."

As your dare. Why would the face of the school want to kiss you? But you weren't complaining, so you went along with it. You both enjoyed it much more than you should've, but that was it, the end. For now.

After the game had ended, Quinn pulled you into his room, considering the party was being held at his place. And that's how you got here, making out on his bed, tongues in eachothers mouths.

And it was hot. So damn hot.