Music:
I Like to Dance- Hot Chelle Rae
Disturbia- The Cab
Weightless- All Time Low
Third Person POV
Alexander was woken up by a loud bang. Sleepy eyes flew open as the lid of his coffin was wrenched open, a flashlight glaring into the dreary chocolate. A pale face leering at him was only just visible in the shadows.
Alexander grinned sleepily. "Jag? What- what are you doing here? It's, like, six o' clock! It's way to early for this shit, and you know it!"
Jagger smiled at Alexander's half-hearted rambling. He switched off the light and hoisted a leg over the coffin side, then straddled the boxer-clad boy. Running his hands down a warm torso, he played with the elastic, popping it against the skin. Alexander was wide-awake now, grinning at his forbidden playmate through the darkness, studying the gorgeous boy above him. He was only dressed in an old and baggy band t-shirt and red boxers. Damn. He has nice legs. Jagger interrupted his thought processes by snaring his lips, his tongue intruding, poking around. Alexander played with the metal ring on Jagger's bottom lip, trying to hold back a moan. Jagger grinded against his hips, and he had to let it go. James was on a date with that whore, anyway. He was also pretty sure Raven had something going on right now. Wasn't he forgetting something? Oh well. It didn't matter. What did matter was the throbbing ache between his legs and the oh so dirty things he was going to do with the boy above him.
Raven's POV
I was bored; talking to Becky was only fun for so long, y'know? I had a date with Alexander at seven. It was six thirty already, so I got up off my couch and went to get dressed. I rummaged through my closet, only finding a frilly black lace miniskirt and red corset. I sighed and got my fishnet stockings, shoving black Doc Martins over them.
By the time everything was ready, I had only fifteen minutes to get to Alexander's house. I grabbed my purse and headed out the door.
...
Knock. Knock. Knock.
I shrugged, guessing Jameson was on a date with the little flirty Ruby. They were such a cute couple. In a disgusting kind of way.
I tried the knob, and whalah! It was unlocked! I clambered in, feeling intrusive. I shut the door behind me quietly.
"Alex? Alexander?" I call as I walked up the stairs to his room. I hear noises coming from inside. He must be getting ready for our date!
Cue the "Awh!"
I fixed my bra, making sure the tissue couldn't fall out. Then I opened the door, went into the room, opened the other door,and slyly stepped in.
That's when I freaked out and my heart scattered all over the place.
Jagger's POV
I shoved into Alexander one last time before he gave out, screaming my name. I finished right after, white filling my vision and his name falling from my bruised lips. I was still inside of him when I heard a choked sob coming from the doorway.
A shocked Raven stood there in a sluttishly revealing outfit.
"Ah! Raven," I started, trying to sound cool and collected, like I had not just fucked her boyfriend's brains out.
Alexander looked up at her, hair falling in lusty eyes. Sexy. I was growing inside of him already.
A gasp erupted from his throat. "Raven..."
"WHY?!" Raven screamed.
He tried to come up with an answer, but my growing libido poked him in the prostate and he meowed. Seriously. Like a kitten.
"Agh! I'm talking and he's still screwing you?!"
She stomped her boots. Really? Stomping?
I rocked back and forth, lust pulling over me. Alexander moaned, helpless.
She glared and screeched, "I'm dumping you!"
Then she slammed the door and left.
Alexander stared after her, almost crying. Then I rammed into him and we were at it again.
I feel so dirty DX
There you have it. Not everything I write is depressing! XD