take it off

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— 8:45pm

Lance, someone that Myana considers her best friend, barged into her house as if it were normal.

"Mya! Have you seen my black hoodie anywhere? I think i left it here."

Myana was in the kitchen, munching on some chips she found in the pantry. She was wearing his hoodie in that moment. The smell of his cologne and cigarette smoke was enough to make her weak to her knees. It's not her fault it's more comfortable than her clothing, plus she prefers bigger hoodies than the cropped ones they sell for woman nowadays. He left it at her house, meaning it was hers from that point on... at least until it lost his unique smell.

About ten minutes pass and Lance gave up on looking for his giant hoodie. He made his way to the kitchen, where Myana was.

"Mya! You're wearing it- why didn't you say anything when i first walked in?"

Myana's eyebrows slightly raise, knowing a war was about to start. She was in deep shit. Moving as fast as possible, Myana quickly made her way to her bedroom. Lance chased after her, finding himself in her room alone, for the first time. They looked just like five year olds, playing tag.

"Muhahaha! You can't catch me Lance!" Myana says jumping onto her bed hiding herself under the covers. Lance smirks from the door frame and runs to her bed, jumping on top.

Myana lifts the covers over her head, causing him to pull them right back off of her. Myana made weird faces at Lance, making him laugh at her silliness. Lance remembers how Myana is more sensitive to touch, and taking advantage of the situation, he tickles her, causing her to laugh and kick her legs.

After a few seconds, Myana finally grabbed both Lance's hands and caught her breath. "Nahh ahh big boy, time out, i need to breathe. See this body? I'm unfit. I can't exercise my stomach muscles like that."

Lance says nothing but smirks at Myana. Although she can't see it, she knows he's smirking. "Ahh, what will i do with you, huh?"

Myana hugs him and says "be the best friend ever, and let me keep your hoodie?!" Before Lance could respond, Myana kissed his cheek. In an instant, Lance was speechless and started blushing. Myana knew she had him wrapped around her finger, and the hoodie was hers to keep.

*SMUT WARNING*

Unexpectedly, Lance put all his weight on Myana. He pinned her arms above her head and asked a simple, yet, complicated question.

"Best friend huh? Was that your way of friend zoning me? Mya- We both know how you really feel about me. So why hide it?"

Now Myana is blushing. She takes in a deep breath trying to calm her nerves, and attempts to speak.

"I-"

Touch. His touch. Made her feel something she's never felt before.

Lips crashed together in a rushed and hazy dance. Their bodies collided and slid toward each other. Myana knew she felt this special way towards Lance, but she didn't think he felt the same.

Myana grew hungry for him. Flipping him over, so she was on top. Lance's muscular back hit the bed softly as Myana crawled on top of the man below her.

They struggled to take off their clothing since their body's were tangled.  However, the managed the task and remained joined by the lips.

Myana pulled away first trying to catch her breath which gave Lance the chance to take charge again. Myana could smell the 'sweet smelling' lube that happened to be in his back pocket. Lance got on top of Myana, spreading kisses from her lips, to her jawline, and her chest. Lance poured some of the lube onto his fingers. Myana whimpered, becoming impatient.

"Lance, please, i can take it."

Lance stopped his actions and coated what lube he had on his fingers. Myana hissed at the cool feeling and bit her lower lip as Lance continued his ministrations before grabbing a condom and slipping it onto his length.

He spread Myana's thighs before he guided his length into Myana. Groans were let out by the both of them, as pleasure flowed through. Lance rocked Myana slowly at first, but he picked up the pace as she closed her walls around him. All that could be heard was pants and skin slapping against skin. That is until, an hour later, the moans of beautiful release left each others mouths.

Exhausted, Lance pulled out of Myana, and tied up the used condom. Myana didn't care about the sticky mess on her stomach, so she pulls Lance closer and lays her head upon his glistening chest. Myana starts drawing patterns on his chest, as her mind swirls with doubts.  Lance could tell what was happening, Myana doubted the intentions of Lance.

"Myana, You're more than just a one night stand. You're my best friend, and- i love you."

"I love you too, Lance."

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