Stephen Curry And klay Thompson Dirty Imagines

Birthday Sex

"Alright there, princess?" steph laughed the grin on his face enough to warm my heart. I nodded and chuckled slightly,

"Apart from almost having a heart attack because I thought we were gonna crash and burn, yeah" He joined me in my laughter, and wrapped his arm around my neck before he pressed his lips to mine gently.

"Want something to drink?" he motioned to one of the waiters that were tending to everyone's orders and asked him to bring over some cocktails before he turned back to me and grinned again. Before he could say anything else, people were making their way over to wish him a Happy Birthday, and I concluded that I wouldn't be seeing him alone for the rest of the night. Luckily I got on with almost everyone that was going to be at this party so there wouldn't be a shortage of people to talk to, and seth had already mentioned to me as we were discussing who else was coming that he would probably be spending the night with me anyway.

I grinned at the waiter that brought over a huge jug of whatever cocktail steph had ordered and two glasses, licking my lips as he poured the orangey-pink liquid for me. I sipped it gently and licked my lips, admiring my boyfriend's choice in drinks as I watched him saunter from person to person, hugs and smiles all around. Seth sat down on the couch next to me with a beer in his hand and grinned widely as he ran his eyes over the party, "I'd say we did a pretty good job, wouldn't you?" He grinned and I nodded, sipping on the sunset coloured liquid, wondering how I couldn't even taste the alcohol and if that was a good or a bad thing.

"He looks pretty happy, and that's all I care about" I nodded, smiling at seth and he rolled his eyes, making gagging noises so loud that people turned around to look.

"You two are disgusting" He laughed, shaking his head and I couldn't help but join him in his jovial attitude. The two of us had been so stressed out over the last few days because of this that we both deserved to enjoy this party.

It was a few hours later when steph returned, and seth and I had made our way through 1 and a half of the pitchers that steph had ordered. I was slightly tipsy already, but not drunk enough to not know what I was doing and as steph walked over to the couch and wrapped his arm around me I could tell that the amount of free drinks people had given him had been enough to cause serious intoxication. He drank the last of the champagne from the flute he was holding before he placed it on the table and moved closer to me, kissing my cheek before he spoke, "Are you having a good time Princess?" His words were slurred and I couldn't help but chuckle before I responded, "Yes I am, how about you birthday boy?" He licked his lips and nodded, smiling over at seth who was laughing at the two of us.

"I'm fantastic, except..." He rested his hand on my knee and I smiled at him, his eyes roaming my face for something before he continued, "I haven't had the chance to dance with my girlfriend and that blows!" He chuckled and I nodded, sipping the last of my drink and resting my hand on his that remained on the exposed skin, "Well let's change that, huh?" I grinned and he stood up, holding his arm out for me before the two of us made our way through the heavy doors that lead to the part of the VIP section that was still in the club itself. He lead me down the few steps that allowed us to be almost at the same level as the main dance floor and immediately pulled me in by my waist, one hand moving to caress my face as he kissed me, our tongues dancing together. As the beat picked up, I broke the kiss and turned around, his arms roaming my stomach as my ass pressed against his crotch. He pushed my hair to one side and placed soft kisses on my neck, each delicate touch of the sensitive skin making me want him more and more even though I knew that I couldn't have him. At least not right now. I bit down on my lip as he gripped my waist, helping me to move in circles as his hips moved in sync. I grinded into him hard as the bass dropped on the track, and he let out a growl into my ear, his hands turning me around to face him and walking me backwards against the wall next to the stairs that lead back to where we had came from.