Sixteen. Club

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*Hale Sokolov*

She walked over, nervous.

"I feel like I'm all gross."

"Sit." I felt my patience slipping.

She came and sat on my lap. I pulled her legs over mine, her body sideways.

"Relax. You're on edge."

I let my hands draw patterns on her bare thighs.

She wore no pants when she slept just a top and some underwear.

I truly didn't mind.

She eventually relaxed, her head on my shoulder.

"That's my good girl. It's just me." I kissed her forehead.

"I brought two dresses. One is... well you'll see them." One hand rubbed her back, the other on her thighs.

"Can I wait?" She asked.

"Of course." I said and all of her weight was on me, my hands still soothing her as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"You alright?"

"Mmhm." She said.

"I like how your hair is cut, did you just do it?" She asked.

"Yeah."

"I like the tattoos."

I hummed. I took a hard breath as she began kissing my throat.

"What's that for?" I asked.

She didn't respond, her mouth placing soft, gently kisses on me.

She kissed my jaw, my cheek.

I sat there as she peppered my face in them.

She ended it with a soft kiss to my lips.

I just sat still, ignoring any... further feeling than just considering this moment perfect.

She stood off me, grabbing the bag as she pulled out both dresses.

"Oh wow."

One was revealing, one modest. I was unsure her dressing taste. Lore said I should just get both.

She grabbed the skin tight, less super showy one.

"When do I need to be ready by?"

I told her in about 2 hours.

"Okay."

"We'll have shoes for you so don't put on anything you have." I stood and she nodded.

She wrapped her arms around my torso, her head lying on my chest.

I pet her head, smoothing her hair.

"You alright?"

"Mmhm."

She leaned up, kissing me.

I smiled, kissing her forehead and she walked me out.

-

"You fucking copied me." Lore glared at my clothing.

We happened to both wear all black, our button ups not fully done exposing the ink that was on both of our chests.

"Or it was the other way around." I put on my aftershave.

"Ready?"

"Mmhm." I put on a bit of my cologne before we left.

-

I knocked on her door.

She opened it, looking at me, doe eyed and absolutely everything.

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