Thread: Look at Me [Dimitri x Plutonium]

One thing. If Mike had to choose one single thing he liked most about Juliette, it was how she was as egoistic as he is. He loved how she played her cards the same way he did. There was something about a girl - Juliette, specifically - who doesn't instantly transform in a puddle of love and fangirl feels in front of him that somehow gets him drawn to her. He watched in amusement yet in silence how she debated with herself whether or not to live this one night only or to retain her typical good girl image. He thought, to hell with image. There was no one else in this room for her to be conscious about. No one else aside from an internationally-renowned model, to say the least, but just like Juliette, he was spending this one night only as someone he wasn't. Tonight, he was just a regular college kid. Mike was about to protest when she seriously considered about wearing the lingerie. He was about to say that he was merely teasing her and that they could spend the entire hour just chit-chatting but his words kept on being interrupted with her vocalized supposedly-internal struggles. You really don't have to do it, you know!! He shouted out to her but he was silenced with the door of the bathroom closing in on him. That's when panic sunk in. His thoughts were vivid enough on its own so what more if he actually sees her? For Christsake he could already masturbate with mere thoughts alone and he already tried his hardest to discipline his boy parts because of it and now here she was, changing into such little-to-almost-no-clothing at all. He groaned softly to himself as he forced and stomped his way to the side table to chug down a glass of brandy. He needed the confidence boost brought about by alcohol, too. She took quite a while in changing so he ended up drinking a little more than he should. No, he wasn't drunk. He was still conscious about his surroundings yet the drugging effect of alcohol was slowly peeling off his bad boy egoistic model secret self and bringing out Mike Romanov, the normal 21-year-old guy who's also a regular human being. It sucks having a lot of personalities to keep up because he never got to know who he really was. To his fans, he was kind and humble. Partially, that was true, but he did love the feeling of fame and what it gave him. To Alex, he was a little bratty and a monster in bed but he figured the woman loved the latter one. What if he'd go soft on her the way romantic sex goes? He'd love to try that, but he figured Alex had enough of the whole soft romantic sex because of her stage in life. Oh god, Mike craved for the slow and sensual sex now and it's not helping that his date was currently changing into a very sex-inducing lingerie. He chugged down more of the bronze liquid that burned his throat. He never really liked the bitter and stinging taste of brandy but he liked the confidence boost it gave. Mike just set down his glass when he heard the door open. A warm electric sensation ran through his entire body, making him refuse to turn to look at her. He was afraid that if he does so, he might scare her off. However, when she said she'd change back, he instantly turned to get a good look at least before he missed his chance. Reality was better than his mental images. The lingerie was perhaps made for stick people like the VS models so it clung on to her a little too tight, he assumed, but it brought out her curves more. She had what most people called the Coca-Cola body and those hips and thighs, oh god, how he'd love to run his hands along them. She didn't pass media's standards for an underwear model but she definitely passed his standards of beauty. With her glasses off and her hair away from her face, Mike was simply glued on his spot for a while. He was thankful he already set the glass down or else he might drop it upon seeing her. Please don't change, Mike said. The brandy's confidence boost made it easier to take one step and another towards her until the tip of her breasts almost touched his chest. There was not much of a height difference between them, but there was something about looking down at her that made him feel so protective over this innocent being. So many thoughts ran in his mind but the most that tortured him was how some other man would be greeted and blessed by this sight in the future. Some other guy would have this privilege every godforsaken night and they'd make love so sensually and he'd make her scream in ecstasy and she'd kiss him passionately and.... and that made him feel so disappointed. But tonight, she was his. And he wanted to make her probably first sex ever the most memorable one in her entire life. He craved for the idea that even if she has sex with other guys in the future, her mind would still bring her back to the night she lost her virginity to a male model who can show her and make her feel oh so good. I'm sorry, Mike said. I'm just-- ah, god.. He wasn't making sense. He allowed his eyes to do all the talking as he admired every inch of exposed skin and every inch of the parts hiding behind the thin clothing. He dared to run the back of his hands from her shoulder down her arm and admiring her like she was a flawless porcelain statue given by the gods themselves. Come on, alcohol. Work already. The fear was overpowering his want to devour her. The fear that she might get scared, that she might hate him, that she might look at him a lot worse than how she already did, ate him too much for comfort. But he only had an hour. Goddamn it, he only had an hour or less to give her the best first sex any girl could ever have. He grabbed her wrist with pressure but not enough to hurt her. Mike pulled her close to him until there was no longer a space that gapped them. He snaked his arms around her bare waist and pressed her against him before leaning down to give her a gentle kiss on the lips. The alcohol was finally kicking in. I'm not a jerk, he murmured on her lips before kissing her again. I really think you're beautiful and ohgod I can't stand the thought of having someone else take you for the first time, he kissed her again. This time, his kiss had more pressure and it was close to making out with her but he pulled away from her lips to trail light kisses up along her jawline to her cheek and up until her ear before whispering with a husky voice, just this once. Look at me as a guy you like. A guy you've had a crush on for so long. He nibbled on the shell of her ear with his lips as he breathed heavily. Just this once. Have sex with me. He was supposed to wait for her response out of respect but his hand already trailed down from her back towards her inner thighs. He brushed his hand on the smooth skin until the side of his finger touched the bottom tip of the lingerie. Only an extremely thin piece of clothing separated the skin of his hand from the skin of her virgin woman parts. Slowly, he touched her with the tip of his fingers still with the cloth of the lingerie keeping them apart. He tickled her pussy with the tip of his finger until the sexual fluids started seeping out while all the while, he gave the sensitive skin of her neck a few light kisses. By now, he expected her to push him away or to cry or to ask for help but he wanted her so badly, he couldn't bring himself to stop.