In varsity choir as a junior you didn't exactly fit in to your extra curricular. You were often found smoking in the bathroom before class and although you always knew every note to every song, choir kid isn't a term that described you. The same wasn't true for Alex, he was by all means a theatre choir extraordinaire and not to mention incredibly talented.
Throughout performances and showcases you'd always noticed his eyes on you. He was a strange kind of attractive, hardly hot, hardly straight but at the same time it had never been a question where his sexual preference lies. Not to say he wasn't nearly the most innocent boy at your wasteland highschool.
Tonight was one of many rehearsals of the musical the theatre had been working on for months, you as a favor to the choir were a part of the chorus. You were smoking a cigarette taking a break from Alex being angry about tech issues when he burst through the double doors next to you his hands on his head.
"Y/n are you fucking smoking?!?" He yelled.
You'd never heard him used expletives he was unusually proper.
"Woah Alexander that is some obscene language for such a proper man such as yourself." You replied standing.
"Yeah and smoking ruins your lunges and your voice." He shouted
"Do you think I have a bad voice?" You said in your alto rasp walking towards him more.
"N.. no" he stuttered.
"Didn't think so." you said throwing the cigarette to the ground stomping it out with your foot.
"But they're not good for you and you should fucking do them." He said taking on a dominate role foreign to you. He walked towards you backing you against a wall putting one arm onto the surface behind you. but you kept your cool.
"What are you gonna do about it?" You said keeping eye contact.
"ALEX?!?!" Presley the leading lady screamed opening the double doors.
"Oh- um." She said confused at the sight in front of her. "They fixed the mics we're ready for you." She finished.
At his distraction you slipped out from under his arm and walked into the open double doors.
"Alex what the hell was that?!" you heard Presley say behind you "Y/n? She's a fucking drug addict." She said to Alex angrily.
"That's just a rumor Pres back off would you?" He said cooly.
You barley hung on the rest of rehearsal embarrassed to say Alex had turned you on. You thought about it for the rest of the night and your dreams betrayed you with steamy situations similar to the one you'd experience with endings more compatible with your own lifestyle.
A new day a new rehearsal, this one worst than the last. Alex wasn't getting angry everything was going to smoothly and the boy who disapproved of your habits returned. That was until you decided to make him mad.
When rehearsal ended you caught up to him walking to the third floor of your schools parking garage, the garage was barren, it was just the two of you. You lit a smoke as you called out to him.
"Alexander! Bum me a ride?" you said slyly.
"You're not smoking in my car." He responded in his astute tone.
"Is that a yes?" You walked up to him taking a long drag.
"Get in. Put that out first." He said.
"Anything for you Alex." You said taking one final drag blowing the smoke in his face.
In one swift motion he grabbed your arm pinning you against his car his hand on your wrist you dropped the cigarette and he stomped it out with his foot.
"I swear it's like you want people to think you have no class." He harshly whispered inches from your face.
"What are you gonna do about it?" You responded.
Suddenly but surely he kissed you. Your mouths found a groove you hadn't experienced with any of your past suitors. His hand left your wrist finding your waist pulling the two of you closer together. You ran one hand through his hair as your other trailed lower where you were sure no other girl had gone before. He stopped you and looked at you. You looked down to see his erection in his pants.
"Get in the car y/n." He stated bluntly.
You left his side walking around to the passengers side, smiling to yourself about how undone you'd just made him. He took a second leaned against the car to gather himself and he got in.
"You know Alex I can help you." You said as he began driving exiting the parking garage.
"With what?" He asked.
You nodded towards his bulge.
"How?" He said.
"Come on Alex don't tell me the public school system failed you that bad." You said teasing.
"I mean how right now?" He said his dominate tone returning.
You ran your ring decorated hands over the center console onto his thigh. His breathe hitched but he kept his eyes on the road. You continued onto his package. You lightly stroked his clothed hard on as his breathing quickened. You were turned on by how much he was. You moved your hand up to his waist band your finger sliding under it keeping on top of his boxers. Your hand wondered lower giving his balls a light squeeze he whined and you smiled retrieving to his dick. You continued on for maybe five minuets of heavy breathing and him whining under the power of your small hands. Occasionally the car would swerve as he moaned. His boxers were practically ruined when he finally came with a few expletives and an "oh god".
"God has nothing to do with this angle all me." You spoke slyly.
"Yes all you y/n" He said.
He pulled onto your street and you hoped out with your bag.
"Thanks for the ride Alex." You said and you turned to saunter away.
"Y/n- what about tomorrow?" He said referring to opening night.
"What about it? You forget your lines?" You said and smiled as you turned away.
