(A/n: sorry for slow updates. I'm busy :( and I'm suffering some minor writer's block. Also, we're gonna give the character a name, since its a little weird for me to write (Y/N) over and over again lulz. Lets call her........Blair... Sorry im not good with names lmao).
"Move your feet and feel it
In the space between
You gotta give yourself a moment
Let your body be
We gotta lose it
We gotta lose it."
The last noted of the song flowed from Blair's lips as the audience cheered. Blair basked in the praise, ignoring the few catcalls thtown her way. As she was walking back towards the back room, she turned around once more to try and find the cute guy she met. He was sitting at the bar, making little conversation with an amputee. He had robotic legs and what seemed to be a pocket stuffed with syringes filled with bright green liquid. He looked like some sort of video game character. In fact, now that Blair thought about it, Crypto did seem like a fictional character as well. He had on a long coat with green details, some sort of vest paired with black jeans, and a few odd necklaces around his neck. Blair felt her gaze lift to the guy's face. Metal jaw? How hadn't she noticed that before? She decided to ask him later and disappeared through the curtains.
Time skip brought you you by stupid autocorrect ans tiny phone keyboards
A few minutes before the bar closed, Blair walked out to the front to take a few sips of Smirnoff from her flask
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And enjoy the cool beachside air. A few surfers were heading home with their boards tucked under their arms while other people still continued to walk up and down the beach at 2AM. Blair smiled to herself as she sat back and took another swig. Already, she felt a little off-balance, despite the fact she was sitting down. She looked at her watch. It was time to go back inside. She sighed and stood up, wobbling her way through the 'Employees Only' room. Upon reaching her room, she saw someone standing in front of it. Crypto. Blair half smiled to herself, knowing being drunk was probably the best thing to be at the time. She took another large gulp of her drink, ignoring the fact that it sent her over the edge, and striding towards Crypto.
"Hey," he started after she approached.
"Heyyy Crypto...." She slurred, a slight trace of alcohol on her breath. She smelled like beach, with a mixture of fruity hair product and tropical scented lotion. It surprised him, considering their location. He figured she must have freshened up after the performance. She fumbled with her keys before finally unlocking the door and stepping inside, flicking on the light. It was a nice dressing room. A vanity, clothing rack, a few couches and large suede chaise. She flopped down on one of the couches and kicked off her boots.
"Ugh, you have nooo idea how draining it is to sing a bunch of shit..." She whined as she curled in a ball, bringing her knees up to her chin and wrapping her arms around the underside of her thighs. She inclined her head so that she was laying it on her knees and looking at Crypto.
"So, what brings you here, pretty boy?" She asked, uncurling and patting the spot next to her. Crypto sat and she draped herself over him seductively. Taken back, he tensed and looked into her deep brown eyes.
"Uhm-" he began. He didnt know what to say. Octane told him to answer her questions quickly, but not too quickly. Act like he's putting thought into what he was about to say.
"Work, I guess." He finished. Blair shrugged like she related. There was a small silence as she exhaled and appeared to be deep in thought. Finally, she spoke again.
"What's up with your outfit? I noticed a bunch of people in the bar in weird looking clothes. Like they weren't made on earth! Because trust me. Ive been to MANY fashion weeks, including Paris and New York. And ive never seen fashion like that." Blair's words blurred together drunkenly. Before Crypto could answer, she stood up abruptly and walked over to her vanity. Crypto stared after her and his gaze involuntarily dropped to her backside. Blushing, he averted his gaze.
Opening the drawers and pulling out a bottle of tequila and two glasses. Blair poured some and brought the glasses over, offering one to Crypto, who took it and sipped it tentatively. It was good. Blair seemed really drunk, but she still downed the tequila.
"My friends and I have been traveling and got the clothes from... Different places." He concluded.
"Mmm." Blair replied lazily as she finished her drink. She stood up to go set down the glass, but instead of returning to the couch, Crypto felt her arms snaking around his neck. Startled, he jumped a little, but the tension melted when he heard her voice in his ear.
(A/N: LEMON AHEAD! W A R N I N G. IF YOU DONT LIKE THAT STUFF, I RECOMMEND YOU SKIP THIS PART).
"So you've been around the world, huh? I bet you've fucked plenty of women..." She whispered. Crypto's drunk ass couldn't help but feel a little turned on at Blair's behaviour. She walked around the couch and sat down in Crypto's lap, barely giving his drunk mind a chance to process what was happening. And before he knew it, her soft lips met his roughly, and he kissed back with the same amount of intensity. He felt the corners of Blair's lips turn up, obviously happy with his cooperation. She slid the jacket off his shoulders and Crypto took off her shirt. He fumbled with the bra clasp a little bit before finally getting it right and snapping it off. They both continued undressing until they were both in their undergarments.
Crypto laid Blair down on the chaise and she reached down to rub his quickly hardening (uh oh spaghettio). He broke their kiss for a second to catch his breath and reached down to rub (Y/N)'s clit, earning a few moans. She was wet already.
"Fuck me, pretty boy..." She moaned. Crypto took off his boxers and put his tip at her entrance. She shuddered in anticipation. He pushed in, and Blair moaned more. His sight was basically blurred beyond recognition, and he couldn't think straight. He continued pounding Blair, and she moaned louder and bit her finger as he found her G-spot.
"Right there! Ahh~" she moaned as he went faster. Blair felt the knot in her stomach grow tighter and tighter.
"I'm about to cum..." Crypto said in her ear. She shuddered more and sighed in pleasure. Crypto pulled out and cummed right as the knot snapped, and went in for a rough kiss, placing his hand on Blair's neck, earning a satisfied noise from her.
(A/N: ok the lemonio is done... And i feel like I nees to amputate my hands after that........ Sorry for making you tap into your holy water supply :'D)
"Hey! Anyone in there?" A loud male voice interrupted the two. Instinctively, they both rushed to put on their clothes. Blair just hastily put on some undergarments and grabbed a beige off-shoulder sweater dress and black thigh socks. Crypto rushed to make everything look normal after he had gotten his clothes on, and the two sat on the couch, each freaking out the same amount.
"We're coming in in 10 seconds!" The security guard called.
"What do we do?" Crypto whispered, his mouth threatening to break out in a huge smile and laugh. Blair was fighting the same thing.
"I dunno... Just pretend to be asleep!" She whispered yelled as she snatched a blanket and switched on a little TV, which was coincidentally playing a commercial about the Apex Ganes. She turned down the volume and assumed a sleeping position on Crpto's chest, looking up at him and winking mischievously. Crypto flushed and fake-slept as well. A few seconds passed before a quiet click sounded and in walked two security officers with flashlights. They approached the supposedly sleeping two and shook them 'awake'.
"Uh.. Sir? Ma'am? Y'all needa leave. Its after closing. The tall one with red hair said.
"Now, we could easily arrest y'all. But we're not gonna do that, since we don't wanna lose our star." The shorter dark skinned man said, winking at Blair, who looked sober enough to be unconfortable.
Time skip because I'm tired lol
A few minutes after Blair and Crypto had been kicked out of the bar, Blair smiled and turned to Crypto.
"Call me sometime." She said before she walked into her car and drove off. Call her? What does that mean? He stuffed his cold hands into his pockets as he began to walk back to the hotel and felt something in one. He pulled out the thing to see a scrap of paper with the numbers (xxx) xxx-xxxx written on them. He assumed it was a key for him to be able to call her. But how does that work? He'd have to ask Natalie later.
(A/N: sorry this one's so bad. I'm not that great at writing lemons but I thought I'd try somwthing new so yeah. Also, as you can probably tell, I am not experienced in that field at all lmfao. Requests still open in my DMs!)