Isaac POV
Late at night, when the moon was shining, Isaac and Aria staggered out of a taxi.
Isaac handed the driver the cash he had on hand, telling him to keep the change as his mind left him unable to think straight, the alcohol flowing through his blood hindering him.
"Isaaaaccc…" Aria mumbled, latched onto his arm.
They had been to a student night at a bar near campus.
At first, they had both rejected the offer extended to them, but after lounging around at home for a while, they thought to themselves, 'Why not?' After all, there wasn't much for them to do if they stayed at home either way.
Isaac would likely be playing games or doing chores, while Aria would be watching romance dramas or similar shows.
Their daily routines were fairly barebones like that, as neither of them had many friends.
That was why it was such a rarity for them to go out.
Click
The door to the apartment unlocked, and Isaac swung it open, dragging his heavy body through the entrance.
"I shouldn't have drunk so much…"
The two of them had gotten carried away playing drinking games with others in attendance, deciding to let loose.
The result of that was Isaac's throbbing, hazy head and Aria clinging to him.
At first, the touch had startled Isaac, although the two of them had hugged many times, they had never gone any further.
But with her inhibitors released, Aria clung to Isaac the entire night, whimpering whenever he tried to shake her off.
Isaac leaned against the wall, fumbling with his shoes using his one free hand until he gave up and just kicked them halfway off.
His balance was unsteady, and the weight of Aria tugging on his arm didn't help either.
"Aria… you need to let go," he muttered, his words slurred, but still held a sliver of control that he was clinging to.
"Nooo…" she whined, burying her face further into his shoulder.
Her breath was warm, laden with the sweet scent of alcohol.
"Don't… wanna…"
He sighed, shutting the door behind him with a clumsy shove.
Every part of his body wanted to collapse right there in the hallway, but Aria's grip kept him standing.
She clung tighter, her steps just as unsteady, as she practically dragged her feet against the floor.
"Aria, if you don't… let go, we're gonna—" His warning cut off when she stumbled against him, nearly sending them both to the ground.
Somehow, though, he managed to catch himself.
Aria's arms squeezed around Isaac's body.
"Don't leave me…"
The words hit Isaac's hazy mind sharply.
He wasn't even sure why she was saying such a thing, but the coy way the words were spoken sent shivers down his spine.
In the end, unable to remove the woman who clung to him like a koala, he gave up.
"Alright," he mumbled, giving in. "But that means… We'll have to share a bed."
Stumbling his way through the dimly lit hall, he led her towards his bedroom.
She followed without protest, glued to his side like a second shadow, clutching tightly at his arm.
He pushed the door open, and the faint smell of dirty laundry and musty books lingering inside filled their noses.
Isaac guided her inside, shutting the door with his foot.
He dropped onto the edge of the bed, letting out a groan as his head spun.
Aria, still clinging to him, naturally collapsed beside him, half across his body, her arms still refusing to let go.
"You're warm…" she mumbled, her cheek pressing against his chest.
Isaac blinked down at her.
His foggy mind still struggled to understand the closeness.
They had hugged before, but this was far different.
His body was somewhat tense; usually, he would have pushed her away, yet the alcohol in his system dulled that voice in his head that told him to do so.
"Aria, you should… sleep," he whispered, though even as he said it, he made no effort to push her off.
Instead, his arm moved on its own, wrapping around her back.
She giggled softly at his careful touch, her breath tickling his neck.
"Don't wanna… not yet."
He swallowed, his body slowly heating up as they remained in contact.
Aria leaned against his upper body, pushing Isaac down onto the pillow with a soft thud, before shifting into a more comfortable position.
Press
With them both now fully sprawled out onto the bed, her body pressed against his more blatantly.
The incredible softness felt on his chest triggered a reaction in Isaac's body, whose mind was still blurry.
It was impossible not to react, given the situation.
Beside him, Aria slid her arm across his chest, as though it belonged there.
For a moment, neither of them spoke; the silence filled with their heated breaths.
Then Aria whispered.
"You're really warm…" Her words were lazy, half a giggle, but her body pressed closer all the same.
Isaac let out a weak laugh.
"You've said that… twice now?" His tone was soft and warm.
Her head tilted back, her grey eyes meeting his own through the blur.
There was a slight smile tugging at her lips, a strange curve that held an air of seductiveness.
Something unspoken lingered between them.
The tension in the atmosphere was palpable as they continued staring into each other's eyes for what must have been minutes.
Finally, without thinking, he reached out without thinking.
His hand brushed a strand of her thick, black hair that was clinging to her face due to sweat.
He also felt it, her skin, which was so hot that it felt like it was burning.
As his hand tucked the strand behind her ear, a sweet nasally sound escaped her lips, and she leaned into his touch, savouring it.
"Isaac…" she murmured.
The sound of his own name being called sent a strange current through him.
With their bodies pressed so tightly against each other, he could feel her heartbeat against his chest, quick and uneven, and belatedly, he realised that his own matched it.
"Aria…" His voice was quiet, uncertain, but he didn't pull away.
Aria shifted her body once more, raising herself just enough for her face to hover above his.
For a moment, the world came to a halt.
Then, she slowly closed the distance.
He could have moved his body; he had been given plenty of time, but he remained completely still.
It was at that moment that the lines they had always held up so well blurred and completely vanished.
Chuu
The kiss was light, barely even a peck, but a sweet taste spread throughout his mouth as their lips parted.
Aria pulled her head away, her face crimson, but Isaac's eyes remained trained on her lips, as if unsatisfied.
He placed his hand behind Aria's head and gently brought it back down until their lips met once more.
Chu
It started light, a similar nudge of the lips as before, but they were both unsatisfied.
Smack…
Their lips bumped roughly against each other.
Over and over again, their mouths parted and joined, until one of them, still unsatisfied, lunged forth once more, repeating the never-ending cycle.
They hungrily devoured each other's lips, both minds free of the slight hesitation that had been felt earlier.
Aria's soft lips rapidly heated Isaac's body; he had kissed a few times before, but something felt different today.
It was only after a long time had passed that they finally split apart, both panting heavily.
"Hahh… hahh…" Aria looked up at Isaac with glazed eyes, then performed a truly destructive action.
Lick
She licked her lips, maybe unconsciously, maybe not; Isaac didn't know, but seeing that his one last thread of reasoning snapped.
He raised his body, causing Aria to slide off of him onto the bed, essentially flipping their previous position.
As Isaac leaned over the crimson-faced Aria, his eyes remained glued to her plump, wet lips.
"Aria… can I?" he asked hesitantly.
In response to his question, Aria's lips curved upwards slightly, and she nodded her head.
Smooch!
Without so much as a second thought, he leaned down onto her, pressing his lips to hers once more.
However, unlike last time, he took it a step further.
Slowly…
He parted his lips, and his tongue slipped through.
He gently brushed his tongue over her lips, lightly tapping away at the entrance, until Aria finally relented.
Then, without missing a beat, he pushed his tongue in and wrapped it with her own.
"Chuup… smack."
At first, Aria's actions were hesitant, but they slowly grew bolder as their mouths tangled.
The kiss was messy and clumsy, but neither cared.
Isaac's hand slid from the back of her head, tracing a line down to her shoulder, to her chest, then to her waist.
Every point of contact made her shiver, her fingers tightening into his shirt.
Their kiss broke for a second, just long enough for the pair to gasp, as they parted a thin string of saliva hung between them.
"...Isaac," she whispered, her voice trembling in anticipation.
Isaac swallowed his saliva at the sight of the girl beneath him, strands of hair clinging to her sweat-dampened skin.
Their faces were so close that their breaths mingled, the heat in their breaths evident.
Once again, the space between them vanished, their mouth colliding deeply.
Their bodies pressed closer without thought, as though neither could stand the gap that remained.
The thin thread of restraint that might have stopped them had long since snapped; nothing else existed but the overwhelmingly sweet taste of the other in their minds.
By the time he realised it, they were no longer just sharing a deep kiss; they were clinging to each other, their bodies pressed tightly together.
Aria's hands, which once clung to his shirt tightly, had long since freed themselves, instead opting to explore his body.
She started with his neck, then went down to his chest, running her small, delicate hands over his collarbone.
In the darkness, his senses were heightened, making his body feel more sensitive than it usually did.
As she lightly brushed her fingers over his body, he couldn't help but bite his lips as a pleasant sound escaped them.
"Mmm…"
The moment that sound registered in Aria's ears, her hands grew bolder.
Before, it had just been light touches, but now she blatantly groped at his body.
Starting with his chest, she constantly ran her warm hands against his pectoral muscles, occasionally brushing against his stiffened nipples.
"Hahh…"
A faint moan escaped his lips every time she did so, Aria's eyes creating crescents as she enjoyed his reactions, but Isaac wasn't the type to just take it.
His hands had been lingering around her waist for a while now, but he had been holding back, not knowing how far they would go, but that thought had disappeared through Aria's teasing.
Slowly, they inched downwards, slow enough that Aria, who was teasing him, wouldn't notice.
Until suddenly…
Grab
He grabbed at her butt tightly, his fingers sinking into her slightly thick flesh.
"Eek!"
The response was immediate.
Aria, who had been playing with Isaac's chest until now, suddenly pulled her hands back and held Isaac's wrists.
She looked at him in the eye, her own trembling slightly.
"W-Why…?" she whispered.
"You started it," he retorted.
Unable to respond to his truthful words, she stared at his face for a few moments before letting out a deep breath, the grip on his arms loosening.
"Just… be gentle."
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