forum O/O Romance that doesn't die? (mature and closed >w<)

Started March 17, 2019 by @Honeybee_

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He stares, still trying his best to try and say something that makes sense. At the suggestion of shots, he nods his head eagerly. He could really use something stronger to drink right now. It make actually help him not be so pathetic.

She guided them to the kitchen, eagerly grabbing the shot mix on the counter and pouring them one almost immediately, looking up at him coyly as she took her shot.

He accepts a shot and downs it at once. Only a second passes before he grabs another one. This information is not something that he had expected and now he's working on figuring out what his feelings are and how to deal with them.

She was now clearly drunk, you could tell by how flirty and hopeless she looked. "Jackson, dance?" she purred, wrapping her arms around his neck and bringing herself closer. She was over intoxicated.

After drinking a few more shots, Jackson turns to Lilith, his vision a little blurry from all of the alcohol. He's drunk, indicated by the big and goofy grin on his face. "Dance." He agrees, his words slurred as he wraps his arms around her waist.

She bit her lip, leading him out to the living room. She laughs slightly, flicking her hair over her shoulder. Her coordination was completely off but now she was glad that she had worn flats. She pulled herself closer to him, swaying her hips to the unrecognizable rap music that blasted over the radio.

He trails after her like a puppy, the shots having done their job of making him relax. When she starts to dance, he follows her lead and does the same. He stumbles around a little but in his mind he's dancing as well as a professional. "You're really pretty." He tells her with a bright smile.

She smiles and a bright blush comes across her face, "You're not too bad yourself" she replies, letting her forehead rest on his. She closes her eyes, letting him sway her hips to the music. She hadn't felt this good in a long time, but she knew that everything had a downside and she'd be absolutely horrible in the morning.

Jackson hums along quietly to the song. As they dance, everyone else in the room just fades away. It feels as though it's just them. There will be hell to pay in the morning when he wakes up with a killer hangover but it will have been worth it. On the bright side, he actually has tomorrow off. That will give him plenty of time to reset and to think.

She looks up at him, sobering up for a millisecond as they locked their gaze. Man, she wanted to kiss him bad, but she couldn't, she didn't want to assume he liked her because she knew he was like this when he was drunk.

Jackson looks into her eyes and leans forward a little before he stops himself. Lifting up one of his hands, he gently traces the outline of her lips. "Can I kiss you?" He murmurs. The last thing he wants to do is jeopardize their friendship by kissing her if it's unwanted.

"Wh-…me?" she asked, a little stunned at the question. It's like he had been reading her mind. She nodded her head slightly, "Please" she muttered, her eyes fluttering open and closed as he traced her lips with his thumb. God, she couldn't believe this was happening, but it probably wouldn't matter to him by tomorrow, much less might he remember it. She would though, kissing her crush since 10th grade? Of course, she would.

He nods his head. “Yes, you.” He confirms, still looking down at her. When she agrees, he’s flooded with relief. He takes a few moments to collect himself before leaning down and pressing his lips gently to hers. She tastes like alcohol, sunshine, and happiness. He knows that that’s a little cheesy but he can’t help it. Every time he’s around her, he’s happy.

Her breath hitches when he places his lips on hers. She almost immediately kisses him back. It feels right, even though it may sound cliche this entire scenario was cliche for god's sake! She groaned softly into the kiss, running her fingertips along his jawline.

Jackson’s hands cup her face as she kisses him. He carefully pulls her closer to him, not wanting to let go. Lightly running his thumb across her cheek, he sighs happily against her lips. He never wants this moment to end.

Lillith pulls away ever-so-slightly to catch her breath, smiling. Her eyes were still closed gently but you could tell they were sparkling without them even being open. She laughed quietly, a faint blush going across her cheeks as the music came back into her ears. She opened her eyes, just looking at him.

Jackson couldn’t wipe the happy smile off of his face even if he wanted to. Looking down at her, he looks into her eyes, just taking her in. He’s been wanting to kiss her for a while now but he’s never allowed himself to do so until now.

"Wow" she laughed airily, biting her own lip as their gaze connected. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that" she laughed again, her voice nervous as she wondered if the kiss was good for him

“Wow is right.” Jackson chuckles with a small smile. “I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long.” He sighs happily. “Lilith, I’m really glad that we did kiss.” He tells her. He had been dredging this party all day and now he’s thrilled that he agreed to come.

"Yea" she purred before placing her lips on his once again, dragging out his bottom lip when their lips parted again. "I'm so glad I got you to come" she hummed, looking into his eyes happily.

Jackson groans quietly when she does this. She’s driving him crazy. “Thank you for convincing me.” He murmurs, kissing her once more. “If every party ends up like this one, we might have to start going out more.”

She just hums in response, falling back onto a vacant couch. She grabbed at the collar of his shirt, pulling him down with her. Their lips didn't part once, not even for a breath.

He offers absolutely no resistance when she pulls him onto the couch with her. Normally, he would consider this bad manners but he just doesn’t find himself caring right now.

She turns towards him, not battling for dominance. She wanted to see if he'd take the lead. Instead, she gives a slight tug on his hair, smirking into the kiss.

Jackson cautiously places his hands on Lillith’s waist before he pulls her onto his lap. When she gives his hair a tug, he groans quietly. He deepens the kiss, wanting more of her.

Lilith follows his movements, straddling his lap. She smirked softly at his noise of pleasure, the same groan escaping her lips when he deepened the kiss.

One of his hands snakes it’s way up her body before carefully tangling itself in her hair. He keeps his other hand on her waist but it’s not long before he begins to fiddle with the hem of her shirt.

She groaned softly, sounding more like a quiet moan the way her sounds were muffled due to the kiss. The feeling of his hands tracing over the bare skin of her stomach drove her insane.

Jackson traces random patterns on her smooth skin with his fingers. Maybe it’s the alcohol talking but he suddenly wants to be bold. He pulls away from her lips and begins to press a few kisses along her neck.