The music is loud but your heartbeat is even louder. His hands feels warm and solid against your bare waist. He leans in and asks if you want to get out of here. His breath smells like alcohol and cigarettes. You know that this is a bad idea but you follow him out of the crowded club anyway.
The air is cool tonight, but you still feel flushed all over. He tightens his grip around you and presses the sides of your bodies together. This close, the heat is unbearable and you can almost taste the sweat on his skin. You groan and bury your face into the crook of his neck, hungry for something that you can't name. He laughs and chastises you for being impatient. Annoyed, you pull him into a kiss to wipe the smug look off his face. Like the tease he is, he just slowly draws out the kiss and stubbornly refuse to give you any satisfaction. " Damm it, Hans! " You swear as you break from the kiss. He appears as cool and calm as ever and you hate that so much, you wish that you could just walk away from him.
But you couldn't. Because then, he drops his smile and the determination in his eyes makes your mouth dry and your knees go weak. The second kiss is nothing like the first, his lips move with purpose and his tongue invades every inch of your mouth like he can't get enough of you. One of his hands is tangled in your hair and the other rests firmly at your ass. Your own hands are underneath his shirt, tracing the patterns of tattoo that you couldn't see. This time, you know that he is as affected as you are, his pupils are dilated and his lips are swollen when you stop for air.
"Car?" You nod because you don't think that both of you can wait until you're back at the hotel. His smirk back, " Never did it in the back of a vehicle before. Should be fun." You roll your eyes in disbelief and he puts on his most innocent pout. " Honestly. I never do this ever. You are my first, Elsa." You don't know how to react when he pulls stunts like this. Is he joking? Trying to light up the mood? Or is he sincere? Opening up to you because he feels something more than lust towards you? You can never tell and you rather keep it that way. Hans is the last person that you want to get emotionally involved with.
"Car, now." You hiss and the moment is gone. He morphs back into Hans the player and you wonder what that says about you when you prefer this version of him than the laid back, seemingly nice guy earlier. Really. One day, you're going to need to give a long hard look at your life and think your choices through.
Not tonight though. Tonight, you just want him inside of you, fuck you so good until this no longer feels like a mistake. "Works for me." He mumbles against your skin and smiles before he ducks between your legs.
Just like that, you're lost in him again.