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you’re lying on the couch talking to a friend when Justin walks in the room. As soon as you make eye contact, he smiles cynically and creeps towards you.
You begin to laugh nervously when he climbs on the couch and eventually over your body.
Snickering, Justin leans down and starts kissing and sucking on your neck, making your eyes widen.
“Uh,” You mutter into the phone, “Um, I think I have to go-o!” You moan the last word, making Justin laugh harder as he gradually started to move his lips up your jawline.
“Yeah-h,” You moan again as your friend continues to talk. Just then, Justin grabs your phone—his lips still creeping across your skin—and hangs up without even looking.
You blink a few times before stashing your phone to the side as Justin then continues to kiss you on the lips, grabbing your jaw with a hand. You could feel him smirk as he persistently evolved the kiss into a French one.
Just then your phone rings again as Justin groans against your lips. He pulls away, panting hard and looking at you for a moment before grabbing the phone and answering it, his eyes gazing over at your face. “She will call you back later! Please, I’m just trying to have some fun with (Y/N)!” He shouted, making you laugh.
Justin laughed a little too, concluding his message. “So goodbye now.” He tapped the end button and tossed it to the side, raising his eyebrows and leaning closer to you, his breath reflecting against your lips. “So,” He said seductively, looking into your eyes and winking. “Where were we?”

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