Brace yourselves, it's gonna be a long one!
To make up for the fact that I hadn't been able to upload lately
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New Year's Eve.
Not really the evening you had been looking out to, but you had promised Roman, and also Peter, that you'd go to the party.
You'd been standing in front of your mirror for almost an hour now, nothing you had taken out of your wardrobe seemed nice enough to wear tonight. Most of your favorite clothes were still at Roman's place, and you had no intention of going there any time soon.
"You should wear the dark gray dress." you heard Destiny say to you. "You love that one."
"I know." you mumbled back at her. "But it's too 'party' like, you know."
"It's New Year's Eve, all the more reason to wear it!" Destiny replied with a slight chuckle. "It has pockets, that's an even better reason!"
You rolled your eyes to yourself in the mirror and put on the gray dress. You then searched your drawers for the black stockings you wanted to wear and pulled them up mid-thigh, your dress was long enough to cover them anyways.
The clock on your phone told you that the party had already started half an hour ago, so you quickly put on your converse sneakers, shoved your phone in the pocket of your dress and grabbed your coat before heading out to the party.
"Eva, glad you made it." Alisha smiled as she opened the door for you and let you in. "Want something to drink?"
You gave her a smile as you threw your coat on the pile of other coats and nodded. "Whatever is open is fine by me."
Alisha went off to the kitchen and you quickly followed her. As you walked by the living room, you immediately spotted Roman, Peter, Letha and Alison standing by a few other people. It seemed like they were having a good time and you suddenly felt anxious again and wanted to leave the party. This night would probably be more fun for them if you weren't around.
"Here you go." Alisha said, handing you a bottle of beer. She scanned your face and pulled you into a hug. "You okay?"
"I'm fine." you mumbled at her with the tiniest smile possible. "I'll be fine. Thank you though."
She pecked your cheek, "If you need me, just let me know. Okay?"
You nodded and took a sip of your beer, then pushing yourself through the crowd of people heading towards your friends.
Getting next to Letha and Peter, you saw Roman and Alison talking to each other. Alison seemed to be quite tipsy already and Roman trying to get her to drink some water in stead of alcohol.
Letha immediately gave you a hug as she saw you, and you let her.
"We were just talking about you with James. I think he likes you or something!" she smiled, kind of pulling you with her to Peter and James, who were still talking. The same James from the other party, who had been avoiding you because of what Roman had done to him.
The second you were in James' eyesight, he excused himself and vanished. As he always did, so that meant it was still working and you didn't mind that at all.
"Oo-kay?" Peter said to no one in particular.
"Maybe he's just shy?" Letha chuckled.
You faked a smiled and nodded. "Yeah I guess so!"
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It was about an hour till midnight, Roman and Peter had just finished a game of beer pong, Letha was sitting by Alison, who wasn't feeling all too well, and you had no idea how many beers you'd had, but you still felt good so it couldn't have been that many.
You watched Peter and Roman talk to each other, when Roman pointed at you and Peter nodded. Peter walked into your direction while Roman walked towards Letha and Alison.
"You up for a basement session?" Peter asked as he got next to you and grinned.
You frowned, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean? I thought Alisha said that the basement was off-limits anyways?
Peter chuckled, "Yeah, but not to everyone."
He reached into the pocket of his jeans and got out a joint, which he quickly pushed in your hand.
"Aah that kind of session." you replied, putting the joint into your pocket. "Totally up for that."
"Roman's got some more." Peter said, as the two of you headed to the basement. "A few other people are already down there, they got some stuff too."
"What's he saying to Letha and Alison?" you asked Peter. You knew that Letha knew that Peter and Roman did drugs every now and then, but you were pretty sure that Alison didn't know that.
Peter opened the door and let you go first. "He's just telling Letha to come up with something for Ali, I guess. We thought it was for the best if we didn't ask her, she can barely even handle her alcohol."
You plopped down on a pillow on the floor and lit the joint then passing it to Alisha, who was sitting on the couch behind you.
"Pfft finally." she chuckled. "We've been waiting for you guys."
Peter kicked away some of the empty liquor bottles and dragged a crate towards the couch, for him to sit on. At that moment, the basement door opened again and Roman came walking down.
This was the first time you really took a look at him. He was wearing a black t-shirt, dark gray jeans and sneakers. Something no one was used to from him. But the casual look was doing it for him and you couldn't help thinking that he looked hot as fuck.
"Here you go." Roman said to Peter, handing him a small plastic bag with some white powder in it. You didn't have to guess what it was, Roman was the number one person people would go to if they wanted coke.
You weren't a stranger to it, so when the bag was being passed around and landed on your lap, you put some on the back of your hand and snorted it, then passing it to the person next to you.
Half an hour later, this boy you had seen walking around school complained that it was too hot in the basement. He and Alisha tried to open the small basement window and with some trial and error, they finally succeeded after 10 minutes.
You noticed that your body was warmed up as well and to get rid of some of the heat, you started tying your hair up in a high ponytail with the elastic that was pretty much always around your wrist.
As you wrapped the elastic around your hair, you saw Roman looking at you. He seemed fascinated by you doing your hair, so you finished extra slow. Which earned you a smirk.
"Look who we have here." you heard someone say as they walked down into the basement. You immediately recognized the voice as Cassidy's, so you got up and ready to make her shut up.
"Oh my god, Cassidy shut up." Alisha sighed when she saw her. "No one wants you here."
Cassidy chuckled. "It's so funny that you don't want me here. But are perfectly fine with having a murderer as a friend."
You got in front of her and calmly said, "I have no idea what you're talking about, but it's for the best if you leave now."
"Oh, you know." Cassidy said, grabbing your left arm and looking at the scars. "If they stay friends with Peter, they could all end up damaged, like you. Or even worse; dead, like your sister."
In a split second, you grabbed hold of her shoulders and pushed her down on the ground. "Peter didn't do it!"
"What are you gonna do hm?!" Cassidy yelled as she tried to push you off of her. "Be the second murdered of you family?!"
"Get her out of here." you heard Peter say and immediately someone pulled you off of Cassidy, but not before you managed to spit in her face.
Roman had dragged you to the opposite side of where Cassidy was, while Peter and that guy from school escorted Cassidy out of the basement and probably also out of the house. As soon as the basement door closed, and Peter was out of sight, you you sunk down on your knees and started sobbing.
"She's fucking dead if I ever see her." Alisha cursed under her breath as she held onto you. She then looked up at Roman. "Let's take her to my room, try to see if she can calm down or something."
Alisha kept holding onto you as she and Roman got you upstairs and to her room. By the time you were sitting on her bed, your sadness had turned into anger. And all you wanted to do right now was find Cassidy and punch her.
"I'm gonna go see if Peter and Jason are back already." Alisha stated, as she looked at you but was talking to Roman.
"Yeah of course." you replied, letting out a big sigh. "I'm fine, I'm calm."
Alice gave you a smile, Roman a nod and went back downstairs to look for Peter and Jason.
Roman sat down next to you. "You want me to find her?"
You chuckled a little. "No, I'll get her myself."
"She went way too far." Roman stated, grabbing another joint out of the pocket of his jeans and lit it.
"She's evil." you replied. "Just plain evil. She'll get what she deserves."
"Mhm." Roman nodded, handing you the joint and then lay back on the bed as he blew out the smoke. "You okay now?"
Putting the joint between your lips, you tied up your hair again, since it had been sagging in when you were ready to fight Cassidy, and pulled the elastic tighter. "Yeah I'm okay now."
You took a deep drag and lay down next to Roman, but on your stomach. You turned your face away from his as you blew out the smoke and looked back at him when you felt his fingers taking the joint from yours.
"I like it when you wear your hair like that." The stated, pointing a little at the high ponytail.
"Thanks. I do too." You smiled, watching him take a few drags again. "I like casual dressed Roman, to be honest."
"I'm sure you do." He chuckled, and placed the joint in between your lips. "Don't get too used to it, I have an image to keep up at school."
You snorted. "You need to impress people or what?"
"The only one I wanna impress is you, you know that." He smirked.
You scrunched your nose. "Ew that's so cheesy."
Roman shrugged his shoulders. "Who cares."
You got up a little to butt out the joint in an empty glass on Alisha's night stand as Roman sat up again. You got next to him on the edge of Alisha's bed. "Thanks. For asking me to come here. Apart from the Cassidy thing, it's nice being here on this evening."
"No problem." Roman replied, giving you a smile.
Downstairs you heard everyone counting down till midnight and you knew it was one of the cheesiest things you could do, but you couldn't care less.
As everyone cheered 'happy new year!' and the fireworks went off, you looked at him and chuckled. "You know what, fuck it."
Before he could ask what you meant, you leaned in and started kissing him. He instinctively kissed back, wrapping an arm around you.
You stopped the kiss for a second and placed yourself onto Roman's lap. "Happy new year."
"Shee-it." He laughed quietly. "Happy new year indeed, Eva."
He slid his hands to your hips as he reconnected his lips with yours. You had missed this, a lot. Roman's hands over your body, his lips on yours, the scent of musk and cigarettes.
Honestly, you weren't sure if it was the alcohol, the drugs or the fact that you just needed someone to care about you, but you were craving for his touch.
Roman slid one hand under the bottom of your dress, his other hand gently gripping your waist, and his fingertips slowly followed the thigh high stocking until it stopped.
He brushed his thumb on the skin of your upper thigh, causing you to let out a satisfied sigh.
"Those are fucking hot." Roman mumbled agains your lips as he traced the edge of the stocking with his pointer finger and made sure his other fingertips touched your bare skin.
"You wanna get out of here?" You asked. "Then you can take them off, if you want."
"I wanna get out of here." He replied, pecking your lips quickly. "But I'm not gonna take them off."
You smirked as you got off of him. You then opened the door and looked if the coast was clear. Most of the people were either in the backyard watching the fireworks, or out on the streets.
You quickly grabbed your coats from the pile and followed Roman outside, to his car. He probably was too drunk to drive, but no one cared really. You couldn't even go faster than a snail anayways.
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"Don't you wanna fuck?" Roman asked with a chuckle, as he followed you to his kitchen.
"I do." You replied, opening one of the cabinets and grabbing a bag of licorice. "But I'm hungry too."
As soon as you turned around, Roman pulled you closer to him. "Give me some?"
You smiled and put a piece of licorice in his mouth and then ate a piece yourself. As you chewed on it, you put the bag aside and kind of jumped onto the kitchen counter.
"Ah, you wanna do it here hm?" Roman joked as he came standing in between your legs.
He slid his hands under your dress again and played a little with the hem of your panties.
He knew he could get you wet instantly and you knew he enjoyed that thought. You placed your fingers on his jeans and playfully traced the outline of his hard on.
"Are we just gonna tease each other or are we gonna fuck?"
Roman leaned in to kiss you firmly. "I need you to turn around."
He let go of you as you got off the counter, turned around and bend over a little, resting your elbows on the cold marble.
"Like this?" You asked, looking back over your shoulder to Roman.
He stood behind you and leaned over your back, so he could kiss the back and side of your neck. one one his hands slid under your dress and pushed it up a little bit. The other hand was firmly gripping your shoulder.
The hand that was on the small of your back trailed down the front of your panties, his slender fingers slowly through your folds as he pushed his crotch against your ass.
Roman started breathing heavily, "Fuck you're so wet. I missed that."
You suppressed a moan as he slid two fingers in you.
"Roman, please." you quietly sighed.
You heard a quick chuckle from behind you and Roman leaned with his upper body over your back, placing a kiss on your shoulder and said; "Did you just beg me to fuck you?"
"Yeah I did." you replied, looking over your shoulder to meet his smirking face. "So please take off your pants and fuck me."
He let go of you shoulder and removed his hand from your panties, quickly unzipping his pants and letting them fall down. Before pulling down his boxers, he pretty roughly pulled down your panties and used one hand to spread your legs a bit more.
"Feels so fucking good." you softly moaned as he slowly rubbed his tip against your center. His hands then slid from your hips to your waist, where he gripped your firmly as he finally thrusted in you.
The fact that the two of you moaned at the same time made you chuckle a bit. Roman started quickening his pace, and the front of your thighs were now pushed again the cold material of whatever the drawer of the kitchen counter was.
You felt Roman leaning over again and one of his hands was now leaning on the counter, just next your yours.
"You good?" he mumbled, before placing his lips on the side of your neck and sucking the skin roughly.
The feeling of him giving you a hickey while he fucked in his kitchen made you want to scream his name. But you wouldn't, because you knew he'd loved that.
Roman leaned his whole forearm on the counter, thrusting into you harder. You gripped his upper arm and panted; "So good. You?"
"About to cum." he stated with a raspy voice.
You knew that already, his body had been giving all the signals you knew of. So you slowly started to move along with him, sending him right over the edge.
"God, Eva, what did you do that for?" Roman asked, resting his forehead on your back before pulling out of you.
You pulled up your panties and kinda of fixed your dress, then jumped onto the counter again and watched Roman putting his pants back on. "I pretty much never get an orgasm when I'm a bit high. So I didn't want you to have to wait that long."
Roman stood in between your legs again and pressed a quick kiss on your lips. "I've never had a girl not come when having sex with me."
You shrugged, "There's a first for everything. But I'm sure you'll make it up to me."
"Does that mean you're spending the night here?" Roman teasingly asked, sliding his hands to your bum.
You nodded. "M-hm. But first I need to eat something, all of this made me hungry."
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"You got any sleepwear still here?" Roman asked when the two of you finally decided to go to bed, at around 4 am.
You shrugged, "I don't think so. You hand me something of yours?"
Roman gave you a cheeky smile and tossed you one of his shirts. You managed to take off your dress, then your stockings, and then put on the shirt and got into Roman's bed.
Which was something you hadn't done in such a long time, and you were lying if you said you didn't miss it.
Within seconds you had drifted off to sleep, and Roman sitting up in bed while smoking a cigarette was one if the last things you saw before closing your eyes.
After what felt like a few minutes, you felt a hand on your hip gently pulling you back so you were laying on your back. The hand gripped your waist, the thin fabric of the shirt you were wearing pressed against your skin.
"Roman, what are you doing?" you mumbled quietly. His cold lips were firmly pressed on yours and instinctively you wrapped your arms around him.
With your eyes still closed, you kissed Roman back, and it turned into a make out session. Roman put his leg in between yours and carefully rested his upper body on yours, one hand tangled in your hair and the other sliding under the shirt, making his way to your breast.
"I'm making it up to you." he panted softly in between kisses. His tongue playfully touched yours, and the feeling of his hand massaging your breast, occasionally made you moan softly into his mouth. Which resulted in him doing that all over again.
You surprised yourself when you whimpered the second he stopped kissing you, and you opened your eyes to be greeted by a cheeky smirk.
"And I haven't even started yet." Roman grinned at you. "Just close your eyes, if you want. And enjoy."
"Oh I will." you smirked back at him, pressing a quick kiss on his lips before laying down again. You felt Roman's hands pushing up your shirt, just above your breasts.
He placed his mouth on one of your nipples and gently sucked on it, while he slowly played with the other breast and brushed his thumb over the nipple. Your hand reached for his shoulder, gently squeezing it as you let out an aroused moan.
"I missed touching you." Roman mumbled in between the kisses he planted on your chest and stomach as he trailed down slowly.
Your hand that was on his shoulder, now held onto his hair as he sucked on the skin by your hipbones. You let out a sigh and whispered, "I missed you touching me."
"I missed you." he then said, kissing the fabric of your panties. He hooked two fingers on the top of your panties and slowly took them off, you lifting your butt in the process.
"I missed you too." you replied quietly. You weren't sure if Roman had heard you, but you were fairly sure that he knew anyways.
You felt Roman's cold hands around your thighs, his lips softly touching the inner parts of your thighs and his fingers pressing into your skin firmer every time he moved his mouth closer to your center.
He placed a few kisses on your pussy and then put one of your legs over his shoulder. You started tugging on his hair as he let his tongue slide over your wet entrance and gently sucked on your clit.
"Hmm." was pretty much the only response you could really give, along with a lot of moans. As your one hand was still slightly pulling Roman's hair, the other was gripping the bedsheets.
Roman quickened his pace a little bit, licking your juices. He was hitting all the right places and he knew it. You trying to press your legs together confirmed it even more for him. One hand let go of your thigh and he slipped two fingers in you as he moved his mouth up a little to play with your clit.
"Ah f-fuck." you panted, and as a reflex you wanted to push him away from you. But he didn't let you. "Roman, I'm gonna-"
"Good." he mumbled, continuing to work you with his fingers and mouth. "Come for me."
The moment you come to you high, Roman pulled out his fingers and firmly grabbed your thighs again, while still pressing his tongue into your wetness.
After a minute or so, you let your leg fall off his shoulder and back on the bed. Roman hovered over you, with his face close to yours. His mouth and nose were still wet from eating you out.
"You taste so fucking good, Eva." he mumbled.
You chuckled and pulled him in for a kiss. "I know."
He gave you a smirk and wiped off his mouth with the back of his hand, then searched for your panties and slid them back on by you.
You pulled down your shirt and rolled on your side, facing Roman.
"Did I make it up?" he asked innocently, getting a little closer you you.
"Yeah for sure." you chuckled. "That was pretty hot."
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You had no clue what time it was when you woke up. You slowly opened your eyes and noticed that you were laying on Roman's side of the bed. Your shirt had risen up a little, giving you the impression that you been falling asleep against him and he had out his arm around you.
As you rubbed your eyes, you sat up in bed and used the elastic around your wrist to tie up your hair. The bathroom door was open and you saw the back of Roman's upper body and head, as he was sitting in the bathtub.
"Good morning." you said as you walked into the bathroom and leaned against the doorframe. "Mind if I join you?"
Roman turned around and gave a grin, "Morning. Sure, I just got in so it's still hot."
Roman sat up a little to make room for you, not that the bathtub was small anyways. You turned away from the mirror as you took of the shirt you were wearing and your panties. You saw him grinning at the marks he had made on your neck, breast and thighs last night. Then slowly stepped into the bathtub, facing Roman.
He had just lit a cigarette and reached out his arm to hand it to you, his other hand stroking your leg under water.
"Do you wanna get some dinner with me some time?" he asked out of nowhere.
You took a drag of the cigarette and chuckled as you blew out the smoke. "Are you asking me out?"
"Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not." he replied with a smirk, taking the cigarette from you. "Depends, I guess."
You raised and eyebrow at him. "On what?"
"On you." he answered, giving your leg a quick squeeze.
"You're usually so 'straight to the point'." you said, sitting up a bit more. "Why aren't you now?"
"Because I think that will fuck it up." he confessed, butting out the cigarette and putting it in the ash tray that was next to the bathtub.
You splashed some water into his direction. "Try me."
He rolled his eyes at you and chuckled softly. "Well, I kinda wanna see you whenever I want. Kiss you whenever I want, and whenever you want."
"And whenever we see each other somewhere, at school or at a party, I wanna know that you're mine." he continued. "I might as well be fucking honest and say that I got jealous every time I saw you with another guy."
"So you like me, hm?" you teasingly asked, moving closer to him. "Roman Godfrey likes someone, it almost sounds like a dream."
You saw him getting a little annoyed at your game and you felt his hands on your waist, guiding you closer to his body and placing you on his lap. As you were now straddling him, and his hands were gently gripping your waist, you were fully aware that he was getting turned on again.
"Sure doesn't take much to get you hard, does it?" you chuckled softly.
He placed a few kisses on your shoulder, collarbone and neck, before looking at you. "Eva, I have feelings for you. Okay? And I know you think us being together isn't the safest thing in the world, and that's why you're talking around this right now."
He was right. He was so fucking right.
"I know I'm right." he continued.
You bit your lower lip and sighed. You had feelings for him too, obviously. But it would hurt quite some people of the two of you got together. And it would get even worse if Roman needed to kill something or someone and you were the only one around. Being what you are, you would be one of the first things an upir would go for. You or Peter.
"Eva?" he asked. You snapped out of your thoughts and looked at him. "Tell me what you want. We can go back to being fuck buddies and avoid each other. We can even go back to doing nothing at all. Just tell me, so we're both on the same page."
"I want to be with you." you said, as you calmly run your fingers through his hair. "When do you wanna go out for dinner?"
"Next Friday." Roman stated. "If that works for you."
You smiled. "Works for me, but isn't Peter coming over for drinks next Friday?"
"I'll just tell him I have plans already and ask if he can come on Saturday." Roman said with a shrug.
"Alright, just don't get so wasted that you tell him something he doesn't have to know." you joked at him.
"Pfft I never get wasted." he scoffed.
You wrapped your arms around him and leaned in for a kiss. "Last night you were pretty wasted."
"Everything that happened last night was both of our fault." he said, acting like he was hurt.
You let out a small laugh. "Sure were some faults I'd love to make again though."
Roman's hands slowly trailed up to your breasts. His hands were warm, from the water, and it was a nice contrast against cold skin of your upper body. "You know what that means right? Now that we're together."
He kissed the vague scar from where he had cut you months ago and mumbled; "Secret make-out session everywhere."