Red dress
Word count: 715
Kinda sexual ~ But not smut (if that makes sense)

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You and Adam were getting ready for some fancy birthday party at a fancy restaurant. You wore a long, beautiful, strapless, red gown while Adam wore the classic suit and tie.

You two were just about ready, when Adam came in holding his black jacket.

"(Y/N) you ready-woah." He said looking at your outfit. You turned to him with a small smile.

"You like it?" You asked looking down the waistline.

"You look amazing in that." He said breathlessly while approaching you. Adam took a hand and held your cheek, also moving a hair strand out if your face.

"You're not to bad yourself." You commented as Adam chuckled a little. He had a smirk plastered on his face after. You raised an eyebrow.

"What are you thinking about?" You questioned, your hands holding onto his shoulders.

"You."

Adam said nothing else; he only touched your neck with his lips. You felt his small kisses leave a trail around your jaw. Adam went a little lower and found that one spot to make you gasp.

He started to suck on your skin, definitely leaving a light bruise later on.

"Wait, what about the party?" You interrupted. Adam kept going almost ignoring your question.

"That can wait." He nonchalantly answered. Adam's hands found their way to the small of your back.

He pushed your body to his, making you two very close. Getting into it, your own hands trailed up onto Adam's neck and collar bone.

A weight started pushing you to the bed. Eventually you fell back facing down, your dress draping off the bed.

Adam crawled on top of you, his hands near your head to hold himself. You looking into his eyes and they looked hungry.

"God you're so gorgeous." He whispered before leaning down. He pressed his lips onto yours and you paused for a second, only to let yourself melt under him.

Adam's hand went back to your cheek, holding your face to keep you still. As you kissed him, your arm swung over his neck to pull him down further.

Next, Adam's hand that was holding your cheek started to go down your body frame, tracing every curve of your sides. He went as far down as to your thighs, to just go back up to tease you.

If he was going to do this, then you'd might as well play along. You felt for Adam's pants hem. You took his dress shirt that was tucked underneath and pulled it out so now it was hanging from his back.

Then you reached for the top button, unbuttoning it slowly. Adam was already leaving kisses down your jawline as you did your work.

Everything was just getting started, when a phone ringtone interrupted the mood.

It was Adam's phone, the default ringtone ringing on the bedside table.

Without words, Adam got up and reach for his phone. He answer it, making sure it didn't sound like you two were making out or anything.

"Uh huh, yep, okay." Adam said in the phone. You only heard murmurs.

"Okay, thanks man." When Adam put his phone down, he leaned down to you and just pecked your lips.

"We gotta get going. My friend said someone fell down from standing on a table and there's a lot of clean up–i don't know." Adam started to laugh. He got off of you and stuck out his hand for you to grab.

You took it, pulling yourself up.

"Didn't the party just start?" (Yes you're late) You scoffed while standing up, brushing down your dress. In the meantime, Adam tucked his shirt back in his pants and buttoned that top button.

"Yeah and someone already fell off a table. C'mon we need to go." Adam urged on. You slightly pouted, knowing you two were about to hit 3rd base.

"Hey, when we come back, we'll finish what we started." Adam smirked before taking his jacket and leaving the bedroom, leaving you while he'll wait downstairs.

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I'm still trying to get comfortable about writing limes (kinda like a lemon but just foreplay) (I AIN'T READY FOR LEMONS) so I hope this was okay for you guys :)

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