![]() Even though you were on top, he was doing all thrusting and work. He got his erected dick out of his jeans and in you. ![]() You started undoing your pants, “I love how excited you are,” Yuri whispered in your ear as he helped you by sliding your pants and panties off of you. He went back up to make out with you sloppily, he took you in his arms and picked you as he laid down on the grass with you on top of him. The way he used his tongue was no short of experienced, you put your hand through his soft pink hair pushing him against you. “Pretty, pretty,” he murmured as he went down putting his lips on one of your nipples and sucking it, looking up to you and playing with the other between his index finger and thumb. He unhooked your bra and let it fall off of you, cupping your boobs now in his hands. Luckily there was no one around, so you let yourself get caught up in the moment with Yuri. He was sliding off your straps delicately and slowly, and you looked away, not believing what was happening, right here on school grounds. You pulled your shirt over your head, leaving you only in your bra and jeans, and in less than a second, Yuri’s lips were already on your collarbone traveling down to your breasts. He either has complete control of his voice and choice of vocabulary or none at all. “Undressing~” Yuri sang to you, tugging at your shirt and telling you to do the same. He separated from your lips and started unbuttoning his shirt, in front of you, giving you a little show. You were both making out tenderly on the grass and it felt nice, with only the moon as witness. In a flash of a second, he was was on top of you with both hands at the side of your head and he leaned down to finally kiss you. Huh, bunny, that’s a new one, you thought as you obeyed him. Not only was he completely sounding like a different person, but what did he mean? Right here, under the bleachers, on school ground?Īs if he read your mind, “yes, right here, lay down bunny.” He pulled your face closer to his, brushed his lips against yours and then whispered in your ear, “let’s go a bit further today.” Your eyes went wide. “Shh,” he shushed putting his index finger to your lips, and then putting both his hands in your hair and combing it with his fingers. “So what are we going to do now?” you asked letting go of his hand, and crossing your arms. Stopping under the bleachers, he pushed his sunglasses up, wearing it like headband, pushing the hair off his face. You remember the other night at the party where he kissed you, you guess that’s what he meant by doing this more often.Īnd again, you weren’t going to deny him, who would? He took your hand, and ran under the bleachers dragging you along. Is this Yuri? Where’s the bark? Where did he come out of nowhere, like a cat or a spy… “We always seem to meet at night, darling,” he breathed down your neck. “What are you doing here,” you pushed him aside, but he didn’t budge and put his hand on your waist. And in a blink of an eye you were greeted by a pink-haired guy with sunglasses towering over you. You got out of the side door of the little shack. You were in charge of giving cut fruit to the football team as an extracurricular activity. You were putting away all the snack supplies for the football players, it was 34 minutes after the other team won and most of players already left. You pulled away, looked at him shocked and he put his hand on your waist, bent over to whisper in your ear, in a normal and deep voice, “we should do this more often.” You closed my eyes and leaned into the kiss, you’re a simple girl, anyone with a brain would kiss Yuri back so here you were just kissing in the moonlight. He turned to you, took off his sunglasses, which revealed his hazel eyes - you never saw his eyes - and he said, “no, but you’re cute.” When he was silent, he looked so serene… and when he looked up, his jawline looked like it could cut glass. You looked at him and the reflections in his sunglasses. “Yummy,” he walked up to the concrete fence which you were leaning on and took in the view. “Uhh, alright Yuri- kun, at least I’m wearing shorts today.” “Eee ahhh fffff it’s called fashion you little pujfsnkj,” he, uhh, said, “you alwayyys wearrr jeans-denim and a shirt, I am fashion.” “Yuri, why are you wearing sunglasses at night?” you asked. You didn’t see him drink all night and, to be honest, he’d be the last person to need a drink. “Haiiiyyy,” he exclaimed in his… well normal state. You heard the sliding door open, turned around and were met with Yuri. You were looking at all the pretty lights from the high-rise buildings around, thinking they were all replacements from the sparse stars in the night sky. You were out, hanging on the balcony away from the party with the loud latin music and heavy drinking.
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