Result 2: Blake
You looked up at your friend, Alex with a bored expression. The only reason that you had agreed to come to her stupid party was because she promised to give you food. She simply narrowed her eyes at you and practically shoved the bag containing the items right under your nose.
"I don't want to." You sighed, crossing your arms and looking away.
"Fine." She responded, digging around in the bag herself before she pulled out a rubber duck. How weird.
You gaped at her, "I'm not playing."
"Yes you are." She responded, gesturing for you to stand up. "Now get in the closet."
"N-" You were cut off abruptly but a loud sigh and a boisterous voice chimed in, "C'mon _____. You got me."
You turned to your right to see who had spoken, and blushed when you noticed it was one of your acquaintances, Blake, that you talked to every once in a while. With a stubborn huff, you crossed your arms over your chest and looked away from him, "I'm not playing."
"Yes." Blake said, and the next thing you knew, you were off your feet and slung not so gently over his shoulder. "You are."
Your immediate reaction was to scream, so you did. "Put me down!"
"No can do." Was your only response as cheers from the group of teenagers erupted suddenly and you were carried into the closet. As the door shut, Blake, being the wonderfully coordinated person that he is, tripped. This sent your stumbling to the ground and it just so happened that he had landed on top of you. As you bit your lip, you were thankful for the darkness because Blake wouldn't see your scarlet face.
"You - You did that on purpose!" you accused, wishing you could sink into the ground and disappear.
"No I didn't." he said innocently, although he cast you a lopsided grin that told you he was a dirty liar.
Again, you crossed your arms over you chest as he made no attempt at moving. "Uh... why are you still on top of me?"
"Fine. Be that way. Just don't bother me because I'm going to go to sleep." And with that said, you rolled to your side and faced the wall, even though Blake was still hovering over you with an unreadable expression.
Trying your best to ignore Blake, you shut your eyes and were drifting off into sleep when you suddenly felt something warm and wet on your exposed neck.
Your eyes shot open and you let out a squeak of surprise when you realized that his lips were pressed against your neck, sucking and nibbling without warning.
You sat up abruptly and clasped your neck as you backed away into your side of the closet, "W-what the hell are you doing?"
"Nothing." He smirked, eyeing your blushing face with an amused expression as you glowered at him. As he began crawling towards you, your back hit the wall and you cast him a panicked expression. You put your hands out in front of you in an attempt to stop him, but he grabbed your fingers in his gently.
You watched him as he carefully kissed each of your fingertips, his noticeably beautiful brown eyes still locked on your gaze. You immediately looked away as soon as you made eye contact. As he pressed his warm lips against the palm of your hand you finally turned back to him, "S-stop it."
"Why?" Blake asked, very slowly crawling between your legs and placing his now empty hands on either side of your head against the closet wall. "You're-" he placed a sweet kiss on your trembling lips before pulling away. "Not." He repeated the action. "Pulling away."
He chuckled at your stunned silence and you cringed as he cupped your cheek with his left hand, stroking your face lovingly with his thumb. He simply sat there with you in his arms; waiting for you to relax. Eventually you did, and you let out a sigh while realizing that he wasn't going to leave you alone until you gave him what you wanted.
Making the first move this time, you shyly wrapped your arms around his neck and ever so slowly kissed his lips. Blake smirked, knowing that he had won and let out a sigh of content as you pulled away for a second; only to plant a more heated kiss on his mouth.
Blake pulled you closer to him and hugged you tightly around the waist while your kisses left his lips and trailed down his throat softly. He tilted his head to allow more access and you nibbled his warm skin carefully. When his shirt got in the way of your trail of kisses, he pulled away momentarily to practically rip it over his head.
You blushed again and couldn't help but stare at his beautiful stomach. Blake cast you another lopsided grin as he caught you gawking at him and leaned forward for another kiss, taking your hands in his and placing them on his now naked chest.