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You lead Osomatsu to the dance floor, walking in front of him, Osomatsu expertly used your hips as a guide. You felt your cheeks brighten up at the warmth there and the thought that there was a very good chance he was check out the whole display yor dress made, back, hips (mind you, you didn't have much) and of course ass, which you still felt you didn't have much of as a guy but clothes did wonders to a person's appearance, especially a cocktail dress.
The music was obviously much louder, once again, not thinking too far into this, you had to really strain your throat so you didn't sound like Osomatsu's younger brother, because that was still a thing you had to hide in order for this to plan out without an enormous amount of emotional scarring. You turned to look at Osomatsu and blush at the fact that he was looking back, face a little drunk but happy and you smiled.
Maybe you didn't have to talk all that much you thought as you raised your arms up to his shoulders and he raised his to your lower back. You froze when he leaned in but caught your breath as he stopped agaisnt your cheek. “To be honest,” he started and the hum of his loud voice in your ear gave you shivers. “I have no idea how to dance.”
You bowed your head from laughter and he pulled away with a sheepish smirk and the urge to just kiss him hit you but you suppress it in fear. You wouldn't like it get into that territory, you willed yourself. At least you wouldn't feel as bad for stealing his first kiss or anything, and god forbid you got any farther than this.
Before speaking you really prepare your throat, it was actually a lot easier drunk, for some reason you felt sexier when you spoke. You even leaned in closer to his neck, relishing in the slight squeeze you feel from his hands on you. “I'll show you.”
When you lean back and face him, Osomatsu looked like he was in heaven and that empowered you like nothing else; made you wonder if this was the attention you craved from him all along.
The current song was slow but you knew it wouldn't stay that way for long so, you two wait it out. You tried to keep your hands still but it was hard when you were drunk and a warm body was so close to you but you resist, sticking to just Osomatsu's shoulders and biceps as he seemed to stay near your hips.
“You look hot.” you leaned up into Osomatsu's ear. He's face was beat red once you leaned back and it registered that that was not entirely what you meant! “I-I mean, well, your sweater I mean.” You laughed almost nervously and he laughed with you.
“Oh!” Osomatsu looked down to it and then gave you a grin. “Wanna wear it for me?”
Now your face was bet red, more from how he offered, his tone of voice, that made you nod your head almost shyly.
You momentarily pull apart and you cover your mouth while you laugh at his enthusiasm. God he looked so much better in a t-shirt. You mind flashed a lovely reminder of those same arms from your dream and you try to shake it out but it only fueled the idea of having him all over you soon.
Beacuse that was the idea afterall.
Osomatsu swung the sweater over your shoulders and you slip your arms through, shivering at the remaining warmth and his scent washing over you. Automatically, you roll up the sleeves and when you look up again, his eyes are on you.
“You make it look so cute!” he almost squealed and you blush so hard you actually have to look away, he reminded you of yourself. You felt his hands on your waist again and pulled you in effortlessly. You stared at him and although it was fairly dark you couldn't believe this was possible right now, how he really couldn't see over the make-up or passed the dress. You counted your blessings tonight!
You take note of the increased beat and leaned into Osomatsu. “Let's go into the middle.” you pushed him a little and he followed almost blindly and the ability to get him to listen this way was nice. Once there, you put your hands on his shoulders and sway your hips to the music and looked at his increased interest in you but he did look sort of lost, it was a cute look on him. “Move your hips.” you noted as he stood there, encouraging the sway of your own hips, pushing his hands into your sides.
“Ah...?” he said distractedly and you raised an eyebrow. “I like watching yours move.” he countered and you roll your eyes in amusement/
“Osomatsu-kun, like this.” you moved your hands down to grab at his and he openly let you, you catch the slight thrust forward and your face heated up.
It was a bit awkward when you looked up again as you put a rhythm into his hips and he laughed. “Come a little closer yeah? I'll copy you.” Your eyes grow wide in the suggestion, so fast you think in a bit of alarm! “Don't worry, I don't want to grind into you too much, here...” he pulled you closer. “Kay, show me, move those hips again.”
Oh god, you absolutely loved this, Osomatsu was a really good charmer, you could tell without the bias side that you liked him. He was just so comfortable and inviting no matter what you're doing; a positive trait he had that out shined most of his flaws.
Naturally, you listened and soon enough, Osomatsu got the hang of it. The beat of the music helping you move together, Osomatsu looked a little more concentrated but the easy smile never left his face and his hands grip firm around your hips and you hold onto them, creating a bit of distance.
“I hope this isn't rude but...your chest is...fake right?” Osomatsu seemed almost embarrassed to ask and you looked down at your jiggly silicone cups and noticed he was very interested in them.
You moved your hands back onto his shoulders. “They are, feel free to touch them, They feel pretty real.” you offered happily, knowing he'd love to hear that and you'd love to see him do it.
“Don't mind if I do~” he said just as happy as you thought he'd be and his hands wondering up and he wasted no time coping a very obvious feel eagerly; His face lights up. “Firm, but giggly!” he grinned and the beat of the music sped up and with that you move a bit faster, making your 'boobs' giggle more and Osomatsu's smile broadens at the feeling, making you laugh. “You're so sexy, Choromi~” he cooed, easily matching your hips and his hands now groping a little more firmly against your chest and the feeling was oddly intriguing.
Your heart pushed against your chest as well. A small part of you felt really guilty but the heat that washed over your skin drowned any guilt that might have crept up as you look up at him, a loose smile on your lips. You were used to being drunk but not being drunk and into someone at the same time, so you feel at ease when Osomatsu caught you from almost falling. You thanked him and he laughed, muttering cute against your cheek and you hold back a moan.
There wasn't much space, with all the other bodies moving around in a similar fashion but you managed to re-position yourself above his leg and immediately he held you there with a groan you could just hear over the music and you let out a gasp, and pull him against your front clumsily, craving his heat. You felt surrounded by him, his front, his sweater and now his leg just under you as you grind a bit harder against each other.
The possessive way his hand griped onto your waist, almost claiming your lower back, pushing up made you loosen up against him, moving your arms up and around his neck for added support, just in case. You knew this was taking things a bit too far, but what was a little dirty dancing right? You were both drunk and enjoying a little touching.
Your breath was on each other's necks and you feel Osomatsu's hands dive lower before you heard his voice into your ear. “That sweet ass looks pretty real Choromi.”
This time you let out a moan for sure and you know your face is a deep shade of red as it carried down to your shoulders. Without thinking you move up a little, inviting a shorter reach for Osomatsu with a hum in response. “It's all yours~”
You fingers dig into his shirt as his grab the entirety of your ass and you didn't mean to grind down but that uncontrollable virgin in you made it happen anyways and the muffled whine Osomatsu made gave you shivers but the heat of the heavy dancing dulled it as you kept moving. The dancing was almost distracting them from the touching; the way Osomatsu's hands explored your back, half of your thighs, back to your lower back and you pulled away from his neck, making new air between you two.
“It's good to see your pretty little face again.” Osomatsu smiled, looking innocent despite holding your ass in his palms, both now swaying to the fast music. You actually had no idea Osomatsu could be so fucking alluring!? Have girls really not experienced this? Why did they beat him up, was it because he was sober? Has he practiced this!? Or maybe...it was because you liked him...you couldn't tell and you honestly didn't care as you threw him a content smile.
“Does that mean you don't want me to turn around?” you asked with a purring to you voice. You're pretty impressed at how suave you were being yourself. Although you really did need to turn around or else you would end up shoving your mouth against that contagious smile of his, almost eating it.
You watch hungrily as Osomatsu's face seemed to go slack in blissful disbelieve and looked you up and down. “I'll miss it but you'll turn back around won't you?” he smirked and brought his hands away from your ass, not before giving a small squeeze.
You feel yourself smile sheepishly with a nod, your hands sliding down his arms as he slowly pulled away but before you could see, he placed a softy press of lips onto your cheek and you giggle first at the feeling and a smile pulled onto his lips. The current song slowed down like before and once you've turned around, he's smooth as he slotted you against him softly. You legs felt weak at the embrace. It felt too hot, especially with his sweater and the swaying was comforting and Osomatsu was so, well, behaved to you. Maybe you didn't give him enough credit but you honestly would have thought he'd been begging you to do something lewd with him by now.
But right now, you two were hugging, his arms around you, head nuzzled into your neck as your head leans against his; it was a break, it was nice.
The music was slow but very soothing with a bass that pounding through everyone gently. You could actually hear Osomatsu when he spoke. “I'm glad I met you Choromi.”
You sighed as your heart swelled again. “I'm glad I met you too Osomatsu kun.” but in many other ways, you weren't so glad but in this moment, you really could let it go.
Osomatsu hummed contently and pulled you closer, raising his hands to cup the small soft silicon cups on your chest with a sigh and you laughed happily. You raised your hand to slide into your hand into his hair, loving the way it accepted your fingers. The warmth of his head felt nice against your hand so you push him closer. He took the silent invitation and bravely, started to press kisses on you neck.
You meant to freeze up, your mind did, but your body must have disconnected because it melted against the lingering press of his lips over and over on you skin. Naturally, you expose your neck more and Osomatsu followed flawlessly, tasting you and his hands kneaded into you chest leisurely.
If you really were a girl, with the parts, you'd be creaming yourself right now. You were getting hard and the moan that slipped your mind and out your mouth only spurred him more, pressing those wet lips harder, leaving them longer.
You gyrated your hips side to side more fluidly against him and Osomatsu followed eagerly, his hands slowly traveled down and keep to your thighs and your arms move to wrap around his arms like the chains of a swing. From all his moving, you feel the shoulder of his sweater flop down and Osomatsu pushed you flesh to flesh, kissing and sucking at your exposed shoulder heatedly with a moan and you moan back, thrusting into him.
Alarms were flashing in your mind, you could see them flashing brightly but you could careless when the scrape of teeth felt all too real and way too good to you right now, stopping would be depriving you of air. So in other words, not going to happen. And why should it, you reason heavily as you press hotly into Osomatsu needy hips, feeling a need entirely his own against you.
Fuck, Osomatsu was hard too, hard against you. You felt your dick twitch at the feeling, you felt your heart swell just as hot in your chest, missing those hands there but loving them on your thighs just as much.
You didn't even noticed he stopped kissing your neck until you heard his voice in your ear. “You feel so good against me.” you could hear the moan in his voice.
You huffed with a smirk. “You like that?” you asked, knowing the answer and even pressing more into him.
“Yes, I love that, you can keep doing that.” he offered hopefully but the suggestive tone in his voice was illegal, you couldn't say no. You heard him swear under his breath when you grind against him and stay there, his fingers keeping you there and soon you feel his tongue press into your neck before he sucked and you gasp, begging for more immediately.
It was a stupid thought but you felt strongly at the notation that you were almost fucking and you felt your skin burn pleasantly at the idea. You wondered briefly if maybe he would...have sex with you like this. But you knew better! As much as a virgin as you were, as much as a sinner you were, you knew you couldn't let it get that far, even if the feeling of his hands roaming around your legs felt like he could get away with anything...
The amount of sweat was getting unbearable and the heat of the other bodies and the pounding music was filling you to the brim, not the mention the desperate way Osomatsu almost got off on having you against him; that was a totally different fill that overflowed a good 20 minutes ago. Your legs were straining to hold you up and the heels were killing your feet but you really didn't want to stop. You were still pretty drunk but it felt comfortable swimming in your blood, helping you pull through the tight hold Osomatsu had you in, your hair swinging forward and turning.
Osomatsu still kept you to himself and his grin was bright when you saw it.
“Hey” he cooed, leaning in and resting his forehead to yours. You couldn't fathom it but this felt far more initiate than having just grinding against him. “Can I kiss you?”
Immediately your mind screamed no, you drew a line; just to walk over it as you tilt your head up and he tilt his down and the feel of his lips on yours felt so heavily as it registered in your mind that you have officially lost it.
You were no longer paying that part of your mind any attention, not when Osomatsu's mouth felt wet and warm against your own. Not when he wrapped his arms around your waist and aimed to the side, drinking you in, and definitely not when a moan poured into you. You pulled at Osomatsu's arms before dragging yours up his shoulders clinging to him and kissing him, actually kissing him, his tongue rolled against yours and you moan, sucking on him.
You try not to whine when he pulled away. “Wanna go outside a sec?” he asked as he licked his moist lips.
You keep your arms up and smile. “Yeah actually, that'd be good.”