Fuck.

Who knew that it would turn out like this.

It started out as a harmless friendship, no intimate contact, just friends. Though, it seems like that type of friendship was thrown out the window.

Hands everywhere, kneading on every part of you he can. Your fingers were in his hair, his hands were pulling you close and rocking his hips back and forth from behind.

You both locked lips, tongues clashing against each other while behind the club. It was truly a fiery sensation.