The gymnasium was buzzing with excitement as the fairy lights twinkled overhead, casting a warm glow over the sea of students. Laughter and music filled the room as everyone danced, dressed in their best, their faces flushed with joy. But all eyes were on the stage now, where Samantha stood, poised to announce the prom king and queen.

Everyone expected her to name herself prom queen—it had been the talk of the school for weeks. But Samantha surprised them all when she opened the envelope, her smile widening as she spoke into the microphone.

“And now, for your prom queen…” Samantha paused dramatically, letting the tension build. “Lily Morgan!”

Lily’s heart nearly stopped. What? She looked around, wide-eyed, as applause erupted from the crowd. She never expected to win, let alone be crowned queen. Nico squeezed her hand, a proud smile spreading across his face.

“You did it!” he whispered, leaning in close.

Still in shock, Lily made her way to the stage, feeling a mix of disbelief and excitement as the crown was placed on her head. Tyler Jordan was named prom king, and together, they stood in front of the cheering crowd. Lily caught Samantha’s eye for a brief moment, and though she had always thought Samantha might hold some resentment, the girl smiled genuinely, as if passing the torch to her.

As the applause faded and the prom began to wind down, Nico wrapped his arm around Lily's waist, pulling her close. “Let’s get out of here,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with promise.

Later: Nico’s Workshop

The ride to Nico’s workshop was filled with an electric tension. Both of them had been here before, but tonight, there was something different in the air. The moment they stepped inside, Nico locked the door behind them. The soft hum of the storm outside was a distant sound as they stood in the quiet space, the low light casting shadows across the room.

Nico turned to face her, his gaze dark and intense. Without saying a word, he stepped closer, cupping her face in his hands and pressing his lips to hers in a hungry, passionate kiss. Lily melted into him, her hands sliding up his chest, feeling the warmth of his body through his clothes.

His hands roamed down to her waist, tugging her gently closer as he deepened the kiss. The taste of him, the heat radiating from his body, sent a shiver down her spine. Slowly, his fingers found the zipper of her dress. With one smooth motion, he pulled it down, the sound of the zipper loud in the still room. Her dress slid off her shoulders and pooled at her feet, leaving her standing in nothing but her delicate lingerie.

Nico stepped back for a moment, his eyes sweeping over her body as if memorizing every curve. His gaze was filled with desire, and the way he looked at her made her feel like she was the only girl in the world.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion.

Lily felt her cheeks flush, her pulse racing. Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for his shirt, unbuttoning it slowly, savoring every second as more of his toned chest was revealed. The fabric slid off his shoulders, and she couldn’t help but run her fingers over the hard lines of his muscles, tracing the contours of his chest and abdomen.

Nico groaned softly, the sound low and deep in his throat, as her hands explored his body. He couldn’t wait any longer. He reached for her again, his fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her underwear, slowly pulling them down her legs. Lily shivered as the cool air hit her skin, but the heat between them was undeniable.

Nico’s hands were everywhere—tracing the curves of her hips, her thighs, her back—until he scooped her up in one swift motion. Lily let out a soft gasp, wrapping her arms around his neck as he carried her over to the leather couch in the corner of the workshop.

He laid her down gently, his hands caressing her bare skin as his lips followed, pressing soft kisses to her collarbone, her chest, moving lower with every kiss. Lily arched beneath him, her breath coming in shallow gasps as he teased her, his lips and hands setting her skin on fire.

Her fingers found the waistband of his pants, quickly unfastening them and pushing them down his hips. Nico kicked them aside and climbed onto the couch, hovering above her, their bodies finally pressed together, skin on skin. The heat between them was almost unbearable as they kissed again, deeper and more desperate this time.

Nico’s hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch of her. He slid his hand between her thighs, teasing her with light, gentle strokes, causing her to moan softly in response. Her back arched, her body moving instinctively toward his touch.

“Nico, please,” she whispered, her voice breathless.

He smiled against her skin, pressing a soft kiss to her neck before positioning himself between her legs. “I’ve got you,” he murmured, his voice rough with desire.

Slowly, he entered her, their bodies finally coming together in a way that made Lily gasp, her nails digging into his shoulders as he filled her completely. Nico groaned, his grip on her hips tightening as they began to move together, their rhythm slow at first, building with each thrust.

Lily’s breath came in short gasps, her body trembling as waves of pleasure rolled through her. She wrapped her legs around Nico’s waist, pulling him deeper, urging him on as the intensity between them grew. Each movement brought them closer, their bodies perfectly in sync, every touch igniting something deep inside them.

Nico’s lips found hers again, his kisses hungry and possessive as he moved faster, harder. Lily moaned softly, her hands gripping his back, her body arching beneath him as the tension built higher and higher, the pleasure almost too much to bear.

He thrust deeper, his pace quickening as they both chased the edge. Lily’s breath hitched, her body trembling as she called out his name, her voice a mix of pleasure and desperation.

“I love you,” Nico whispered against her lips, his voice hoarse as they both reached the breaking point.

“I love you too,” Lily gasped, her body shuddering as the climax overtook her, a wave of pleasure so intense it left her breathless.

Nico followed soon after, groaning softly as he buried himself inside her one last time, his body trembling with the force of his release.

For a long moment, they stayed like that, their bodies entwined, their breathing heavy and ragged. Nico pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, brushing her hair back from her face as they lay together on the couch, the world outside forgotten.