-
account_boxLogin
-
homeSite
-
question_answerForumsinsert_commentForums Index
chat_bubble_outlineNews in Forum
chat_bubble_outlineContests
chat_bubble_outlineSearching for stories?
chat_bubble_outlineChallenges & Requests
chat_bubble_outlineDribs, Drabs, and Doggy Tales
chat_bubble_outlineAdopt a Story
chat_bubble_outlineRequest a Category
chat_bubble_outlineStory Codes
chat_bubble_outlineHall of Shame
chat_bubble_outlineF.A.Q.
chat_bubble_outlineSupport -
bookArchivesbookmark_borderAnime
bookmark_borderGundam, Beyblade, DBZ, FMA
bookmark_borderBooks
bookmark_borderBleach
bookmark_borderBuffy/Angel
bookmark_borderCartoons
bookmark_borderComics
bookmark_borderCelebrity Fiction
bookmark_borderFinal Fantasy
bookmark_borderGames
bookmark_borderHarry Potter
bookmark_borderInuyasha
bookmark_borderLord of the Rings
bookmark_borderManga
bookmark_borderMovies
bookmark_borderNaruto
bookmark_borderNon-English
bookmark_borderOriginals
bookmark_borderTelevision
bookmark_borderMarvel 'Verse
bookmark_borderYu-Gi-OH
bookmark_borderYuYu Hakusho
-
burst_modeAdvertising
Frustration
By : SapphireOcean
Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > Het - Male/Female
Views: 1062 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own the Sigmund Corp Series (To The Moon/Finding Paradise) or any of its characters. I am not making any money by writing and posting this fanfic. - Chapter List
- 1
Even more Rosawatts smut. Only reason I'm not putting it into the smut collection is the D or T challenge requires separate fic *shrugs* This time: high school AU. Written for the dry sex/grinding prompt on Tumblr.
Somewhere along the way, between the snack table and talking to maybe four people and the mostly disappointing setlist and the electric-blue punch, Neil had dragged Eva into a shadowy corner and "accidentally" given her a hickey. Then they made out for as long as their lungs could stand it, and now...
Well. She wasn't drunk (nor was Neil), but she couldn't remember how she'd ended up in a deserted hallway, on the floor, grinding against his hard-on. It wasn't doing that much for her, but Neil's flushed face and disheveled tux and little noises sure were.
"This is a terrible idea," she said, readjusting her grip on his shoulders.
"Absolutely. We should probably s-stop."
"Yeah."
They didn't.
"I didn't really like this dress anyway- oh, oh, wait, hold on-" She modified her angle and grit out a moan. "Oh, that's good..."
He let out some amalgamation of curses, and then, "Too bad. I, I like- jesus, Eves!"
"What better use for, oh my god, something you'll never wear again?"
"Stop for a sec," he said desperately, "I don't wanna-"
Oh, boy. That whine was doing a lot. She did stop, and tried to ignore the ache in her arms. "Neil, god, don't mess with me."
"Yeah, no, this is definitely going where it's going, just give me a minute." He took a few breaths, adjusted those stupid glasses, and said, "I was gonna say we could save it for precious memories, but to be quite honest, prom sucks."
"Aside from this." She couldn't help the grin.
"Yeah. Aside from this. Hey, c-c-can I kiss you while-" His voice cracked; he tried again. "While we do this? Or is that too weird?"
"Not weird, but..." She leaned down, slipping her tongue into his mouth, and started riding him again. Then she made a disappointed sound. "Sorry, it doesn't work." She braced her arms on his shoulders, shifted her hips, and started again. "Oh, wow, fuck...!"
"S'fine, I wasn't sure you'd be able to-" He groaned, head lolling against the wall.
"Me neither." She bit her lip, trying to stifle an even louder noise and mostly succeeding. She locked the image of Neil's fist against his mouth into her mind before closing her eyes and arching her back. "Ah, fuck!"
"Oh, oh, you're so pretty, you're like a goddess-"
She could feel it when he came, just a little, and that plus what he said shoved her right over the edge.
She even returned the hickey favor after, which was unquestionably a bonus.
"Oh! Just FYI," Neil said in the middle of stuffing his bow tie into a trash can, "What I said a," he coughed, "a few minutes ago?"
Her chest felt warm. She offered a raised eyebrow.
"if you ever mention it again, I swear to god I will hop on a plane and wreck Jellyfish Island."
She gasped, legitimately and majorly affronted. "Neil Michael Watts, you wouldn't dare."
He stuck his tongue out at her. "Don't test me, then."
"I won't if you help me figure out how the hell we're getting out of here like," she gestured helplessly, "this."
"That's the easy part. Side door's thataway." He pointed. "We're busting out and, I dunno, holding up a laundromat or something. I think better on the run."
"Should we..." She trailed off as they passed a bathroom.
He shook his head, turning red quickly. "If I had a change, yes, but no."
"Oh, jeez." She laughed into her arm, getting a few steps ahead of him. "This was a terrible idea."
"Yep."
The smile that hit her made her cheeks hurt. "But it was so worth it."
- 1
- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story
Adult-FanFiction.org (AFF, the site), its owners, agents, and any other entities related to Adult-FanFiction.org or the AFF forum take no responsibility for the works posted to the Adult-FanFiction.org by its members.
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo
