당신 felt his hand hand on your knee.

“Babe, I’m trying to watch some Mickey Mouse.” 당신 say, slightly annoyed.

He leans in, and whispers in your ear, “Are 당신 nervous yet?”

당신 knew this game, and 당신 weren’t going to give in.

So 당신 didn’t answer, and just stared at the TV.

He inches his hand up a little. “How bout now?”

당신 just ignore him.

Another few inches. “Are 당신 nervous yet ?” He was right starting to reach your thigh.

당신 change the channel just to show 당신 aren’t phased at all.

His hands goes up a little more. “Are 당신 nervous yet?”

Still no response from you.

His hand was now on your inner thigh, right 의해 the zipper of your jeans.

And 당신 start laughing like crazy.

He keeps his hand there, but smiles. “What’s so funny?”

“It tickles.” 당신 giggle.

“Really?” He asks curiously, leaning in.

Lips crash, sparks fly. It’s all a blur. The 다음 thing 당신 know, both your shirts are across the room, his body on 상단, 맨 위로 of yours, hands going up from your hips and under your bra.

His hands go behind your back, snapping your bra apart, and tossing it aside.

당신 tug off his shorts, and he kicks them off.

His hands go down, stopping at the waistband of your pants.

He unbuttons the button and pulls down the zipper. He tugs them off, slowly.

“WHOA!” Steve yells from the doorway.

“What the fuck do 당신 think you’re doing?” Soda asks, covering up your mostly naked body.

“Well I was going to 가입하기 y’all for some Mickey 쥐, 마우스 but noooo 당신 couldn’t keep it in your pants.” Steve grins, rolling his eyes.

“Out!” Soda yells.

“But it was getting to the good part!”

“Out!”