Liquid Courage

Chase.

Yet again I found myself in a shower, trying not to think about Willow. However this one was her shower and therefore I couldn't do anything about how turned on I was right now. It was frustrating to say the least. I meant it when I told her I just wanted to make out with her, but the way she whimpered every time I nipped her skin, and the moans she gave up when we kissed were incredible. Every time she did it I just wanted more. I promised not to push her, but it seemed she was the one pushing me. Regardless, I had to let her make the first move. I planned on keeping that promise but she felt so good in my arms. That look she gave me before she ran out almost broke my resolve, I've had tons of girls look at me like they would take me anytime anywhere, but she's the only one who made me immediately hard.

I sighed in frustration, scrubbing her floral shampoo out of my hair. I had to get myself under control. My spare bag unfortunately only held boxers, a gray sweater, and black track pants. Boners and track pants were not the move.

When I finally got myself under control, I turned off the water and slipped into my clothes, running the towel through my hair. I could hear the music playing through the speakers downstairs but more importantly I could make out Willow's voice. I loved her voice, but I didn't get a chance to hear her really belt since the day I snuck up on her in the kitchen and I didn't think she planned on letting me hear her anytime soon, so I could settle for this. She was so self conscious about everything. I couldn't help but think back to the nights we hung out at club envy. She was so down on herself all the time and I'm pretty sure it had a lot to do with Saunders. She didn't even see the half of how controlling he was to her. He ruined her. For now. I could fix that too.

I finally left the bathroom and stood at the bottom of the stairs. The girls didn't realize I was there yet. The three of them were dancing in the kitchen and singing along to the music, drinks in their hands. My eyes drifted down to Willow's ass as she moved her hips. Besides her breasts, her legs might be my favorite part of her body. She was tall, and all leg, leading up to a nice handful sized ass. I smiled, watching her move until Cass ruined the moment. Again.

"There you are, superstar. Took you long enough,".

I laughed, joining them at the island where Olivia turned the music off.

"Were you having problems in there?"

The girls laughed in a chorus and I rolled my eyes. "Yeah there was this weird girl in there trying to take my clothes off for me, took forever to get her out of there,".

It was my turn to laugh when Willow choked on her drink and the girls turned their attention to her.

"Anyway,". Olivia drug out the word awkwardly "Are you guys ready to go?"

"Yeah, are you coming too?" I asked turning to Cass who looked surprised. "A lot of the guys will be there, some friends, their girlfriends," I shrugged. "You can come if you want. I'm driving these two chuckle heads anyway," I gave a lopsided grin as I received two smacks to my back and arm.

"Uh, yeah. Okay, sure,".

The girls finished their drinks and we piled into the truck, arriving to my place in no time. We could hear the music blasting before we even got to the door.

"Ladies, I apologize in advance,". With that, I opened the door to chaos. They were playing beer pong on the kitchen island, people dancing and chatting here and there.

"Hey Chase!" Reid came over to us as we walked into the kitchen, giving me a hug. I hugged her back until she moved on to Willow. I could see Olivia eyeing me up with an incredulous look on her face. I leaned down to whisper in her ear as she was several inches shorter than Willow.

"She's my room mate's sister. I've known her since I was six. She's cool," I may hate some of her friend choices, but Olivia seemed to be a good enough friend to her that I did not want her to get the wrong idea.

She nodded at me and Willow introduced the girls to each other before grabbing a twisted tea out of the fridge, me trailing behind her

"Hey! Those are mine!" Callum's voice made Willow jump, but she turned to grin at him

"Mine now, Fido!" As if to prove her point she cracked the can and downed half of it. Before fluttering her hands excitedly "OH! Come, come!" She grabbed Callum's hand and pulled him over to Olivia and Cass. "Ladies, this is Callum. Callum, this is Olivia and Cass,". He extended his hand to shake with both of them, and even I didn't miss the pink tinge that formed on Olivia's face.

I raised my eyebrows at Willow and she shot me a wink. I shook my head and laughed.

"Andrews! Need a partner!" I looked up to see Owen waving me over.

"In a bit man!" I shouted back "Hey Cass, you want to play? Owen isn't any good at scoring goals, just stopping them so you'll probably be drunk after one round"

She laughed tucking her hair behind her ears. I waved Owen over and introduced them, sending her back off with him. I grinned at Willow. "Well that was easy,"

"It was," She leaned over and kissed me gently. I was loving how fast she was warming up to the idea of being my girlfriend. Or at least not hiding me. She was warming up to the guys too, which was awesome. If Callum wasn't a close friend, the way she was with him would have made me insanely jealous. Her calling him Fido did make me feel a lot better though.

Apparently, I lied to Cass. Or Owen suddenly gained some skills. After three rounds, he and Cass were still undefeated and it was Willow and I's turn. We were playing catch up once we got here, both of us feeling pretty good by now.

"No way! Opposite teams you two,"

"What? You afraid she's as good as I am?" I said arrogantly

"Damn right I am!" Callum said "Even playing field! Cass and Willow versus Chase and Owen,"

"Calm down Fido, no need to blow the whistle," Willow snickered. I pulled her in for a kiss, but Cass interrupted.

"No fraternizing with the enemy!"

"Would you believe it's not the first time I've heard that about Chase and I?" She laughed, quickly pecking me on the cheek before skipping over to Cass. "You're going down babe!"

Babe? The word alone had a grin on my face, as did her cocky attitude. It was cute. "Oh, I will be at some point, but not right now," The flush in her cheeks was instantaneous and it had me laughing while Owen clapped a hand on my shoulder.

I didn't say it often, but I may have been wrong. Both teams had one cup left on the table and the girls were pretty sure they were going to win. Cass had called a time out and was currently whispering to Willow while giggling maniacally. Callum called off the time out and they turned to face us again, Willow grinning at me devilishly.

"Ready?" Callum asked.

"Ready, " they sang together.

"Alright boys, your throw."

I lifted the ball, ready to sink it, when I saw Willow tug her shirt down. I hesitated, which was my first mistake. She continued forward, leaning on the table so her cleavage was on perfect display. Callum started howling beside me and I tried to glare at Willow, but it was so hard to keep my eyes off her chest. The slight flush on her skin, the lip biting paired with the perfect view of her cleavage was making it hard as hell to focus.

"You, are a cheater," I stated, throwing the ball.

I missed. How could I not? She stood up, laughing and celebrating with Cass. I still couldn't keep my eyes off her, and she knew it. The wink she sent my way was proof of that. I shook my head, and Owen clapped me on the back.

" Those girls are not allowed to be on the same team anymore. This one," He saod gesturing to Cass "Is a bad influence,".

I laughed. "Damn right she is! You stop corrupting my Willow!"

"Like you're any better?" She shot back.

Without any hesitation, Willow lifted her hand and effortlessly sunk her final shot. There was cheering and lots of giggles from the two across from us as Owen and I finished our drinks. I made my way to the other side of the island and grabbed Willow's hips. "You cheated,"

"Are you going to put me in the penalty box?"

"Don't tempt me any more than you already have," Using two fingers I pulled her shirt back up to where it belonged then kissed her on the lips. She wrapped her arms around my neck then kissed me on the cheek.

"I think I will actually,"

I didn't want to say Drunk Willow was my favorite, but she was my favorite. It was the only time she was really herself. She wasn't shy, she never held back, and she was sexy as all hell. But it was so hard to keep my hands off her.

The next round was Olivia and Callum, who were really hitting it off, against Miles and Reid. Having had enough, I made my way to the living room, towing Willow with me. Someone had ordered pizza at some point and I was starving. I snagged a slice and leaned back while Willow grabbed her own and leaned into my side. She finished her drink while I ate two more.

"Having fun?" I asked

"Yeah, this is way better than the club," she smiled up at me and I leaned down to kiss her. I was aware that I spent a lot of my time in public kissing her, but I couldn't help it. I'd never really wanted a real relationship but now that I did, I couldn't get enough. It seemed like she was a fan of the PDA too. From the sounds of it she never got any. Or any appreciation at all, really.

As fun as it was, within two hours of our beer pong game, Willow seemed to be just about done. Or just getting started, I couldn't tell. Her excitement was winding down, but her excitement for me on the other hand was rising every time she looked at me. It was flattering, but I didn't know how much of it had to do with the drinks we were consuming. She was nowhere near as drunk as she had been at the club, but I did notice she made a point to show me her cleavage or her ass every time she had the opportunity. Bending over in front of me, reaching across me, sitting on my lap. I didn't want to take advantage of her, but I didn't want to make her feel rejected again. I could be reading too far into the whole thing so I was trying not to be disrespectful, but the things I wanted to do to her were anything but respectful.

We played a few rounds of pool, where it became apparent that she was much better at beer pong. We played in teams, losing three rounds straight before she quit trying to tell me she could do better. She did not like to lose; I was finding out. She disappeared to use the bathroom and I took the opportunity to pull Owen and Callum aside. They were getting really cozy with Willow's room mates. Both of them were joined at the hip immediately.

"Those two are Willow's room mates. I don't care what you do with them, but if either of you-"

"Are you really playing psycho best friend right now?" Owen laughed, taking a hit from the joint in his hand. He passed it to Callum who was grinning at me.

"No, " I passed the joint back to Owen. The last thing I needed right now was to get high, on top of all of the liquor in my system. "I'm playing psycho boyfriend. If you two fuck over her friends, Willow will be pissed, and that will be on me. Just-"

"Hey. I don't do casual hook ups anymore," Callum said taking another hit. "No need to go crazy, ".

I figured Callum wouldn't do any thing with Olivia since he hadn't hooked up with any one in almost a year. But Owen on the other hand? Rivalled my title of the resident lady killer.

"I won't sleep with Cass, " He rolled his eyes. "She's cool. And very drunk. So she may be sleeping in my bed, but there will be clothing involved. She's too drunk ,and you are too whipped, bud.".

I nodded. It made me feel like the angry best friend they accused me of being, but I was not about to be the guy Willow would lose friendships over. Whether I did something or not. I couldn't tell her friends what to do, or make her do it for me so here I was. Whipped. She would be calling me Fido soon.

I spotted Willow through the patio door and made my way over to her. I had to duck my head so she could hear me over the sounds of pure bass vibrating through the room. "You done?"

She looked up at me, biting her lip "Maybe. I don't want to ditch but-"

"I'm sure nobody will miss us,". I nodded over to the couch where Reid was sitting with Olivia and Cass, already looking like best friends. "The guys have been warned. Nobody is going to try anything,". Reid must have felt my eyes on her and looked back at me, tipping her head back. The girl's followed her gaze. I lifted my hand in a wave , jerking my head towards the stairs. All three of them waved back, smiling.

"Then yes, I am so done, "

I laughed, making an "I'm watching you" Gesture at Reid before turning around. We made our way over to and up the stairs, the music fading out as we went. I lead her into my room and locked the door. I hadn't even had time to take my hand off the knob before she had her hands on me. One grabbed the side of my face and the other clutched onto the front of my shirt. She leaned in and pressed her lips to mine. I was surprised, but I slanted my mouth against hers, hands firmly on her hips. My pulse sped up and my dick stirred. She pressed against me tightly, arms going around my torso, moaning at the contact. Oh no.

"Willow, " I murmured against her lips "we shouldn't-" she interrupted me, her kiss demanding and urgent. It seemed I wasn't the only one hung up on our scene earlier. However I was the most sober between the two of us. I was fighting with myself and her.

"Why?" she trailed her hands down my back and slipped them under my sweater, caressing my back. I shivered when she kissed me again

"You're drunk, Willow," I pecked her lips lightly so she didn't feel like I was rejecting her. And because I needed to touch her. I was treading dangerous waters here. Her hands grabbed the hem of my sweater, pulling it up. "I'm not saying no. Just right now,".

She pulled again, staring up at me with those gorgeous blue eyes and her lip between her teeth. "Please?"

I groaned. I wanted to hear that word over and over again, screaming in my ear. She took the hesitation to lift my shirt over my head, forcing it off. I wasn't wearing a shirt underneath and she was definitely pleased to see if. She ran her hands down my chest to the waist band of my black track pants, breathing heavy. She kissed me again, pushing me backwards until I was backed up to the door. I grabbed her hips and switched us around, pressing her back into the door.

I'd never seen this side of her. She practically ran out of my room two weeks ago when I kissed her, but here she was taking what she wanted. But she only wanted it because she was drunk and has been on edge sexually since out make out session earlier. We almost tipped over the edge twice today, but she wasn't ready and I wasn't trying to force her. If she couldn't do it sober it was wrong to take her while she's drunk.

I pulled away, ducking my head into her neck so I couldn't look at her and say no. "Baby, " I rasped. "We can't do this. I can't,"

"What? You don't want me any more?" She pouted

Okay that hurt. She thought I didn't want her? Or she knew I did and was playing on it. I pressed a kiss to her neck, eyes squeezed shut trying not to focus on how good she felt pressed against me. How bad I wanted to take her right here right now. "I do want you. But you've had too much to drink. I don't want you to regret it, I don't want our first time to be like this. I-I can't,"

"Yes, you can,". She fisted a hand in my hair, tugging my head back. She kissed me and I groaned again. She was not going to take no for an answer. I put my hands against the door on either side of her head, but that wasn't enough for her. She grabbed the hem of her shirt, removing it before I could stop her. My eyes raked over her topless form before gluing themselves on her lacy grey bra. She grabbed my hand, placing it on her breast while she leaned in for another kiss. I palmed her breast and she moaned into my mouth. My tongue darted out, tracing her bottom lip. She opened her mouth to me and I took control with my other hand sliding down to her ass. She had one hand gripping my face, the other sliding down my chest. She dipped her hand into the waist band of my pants and stroked me through my boxers. It was my turn to moan.

"I'm. Not. Having. Sex. With. You," It was hard to get the words out with her kissing me, and my hands all over her

"It doesn't have to be sex. I just need something,". She pressed herself impossibly closer and I lifted her, both hands on her ass now with her back against the door. "Please? I know what I want,".

My self control was slipping. Especially at her offer. I could have her moaning beneath me. Is that still taking advantage?

"I don't want you to regret this," I told her, pressing kisses along her jaw. I was painfully hard and she was taking full advantage.

"I won't." she panted. "I know what I want,". She repeated the words breathlessly, trying to pull me closer with her legs behind my back. "Do you?"

At her words my resolve crumbled. I wouldn't have sex with her, but she would get what she wanted, and so would I. I ground myself against her, swallowing her moans. "Yes. But I won't fuck you,". I gripped her tighter and carried her to the bed so I could lay her down and climb over her. I took both her wrists in one hand above her head, using the other to pull her brown hair away from her face. I bit my lip as I raked my gaze down her body. She wriggled under me so I placed a chaste kiss to her lips before slowly travelling down her body. I lightly kissed across the top of one breast While I palmed the other one. I returned to her mouth, whispering against her lips. "Are you sure about this? We can stop,"

Her eyes met mine, dilated but steady. "Take what you want," She replied in a hoarse voice.

Mirroring the exact words I told her last time, she stared me down. This time it wasn't an offer. She was looking at me with pure need written all over her face. It was hot to see her be so forward, yet begging me to get her off.

"Take it off," I ordered.

I released her hands and she immediately sat up, unclipping her bra. I kissed her, shoving her back down on the bed before unzipping her jeans and dragging them down her mile long legs, noting the matching lace thong she wore. I groaned, kissing her lips, devouring the sounds she made as my hands explored her body. She jumped when my fingers grazed over her covered clit before dipping inside. Her panties were soaked.

I dipped my head, taking one of her nipples between my teeth. She gasped and her hands flew to my hair, tugging while pulling me closer. I flicked the bud with my tongue before suckling gently. I let my fingers drift up and down her slit, teasing her.

"Chase, please,".

Without warning, I pressed a finger through her folds and inside her. She moaned and I reveled in the sound. I added another finger and pumped them into her at a steady pace. "You're so pretty when you beg for me," I paid her breasts equal attention, before pulling away, taking my fingers with me.

"No, don't-"

"Shh. Let me take care of you," I moved further down the bed and pulled her panties off before pulling her knees up. I looked up at her from between her legs, sending her a wink. She was single handedly the sexiest thing I've ever seen. She wriggled above he, grasping the sheets in anticipation. Her face was flushed and she was biting her lip again. I couldn't say no to that face. I buried myself in her, my tongue working her clit while I slid my fingers back in. She moaned louder this time, both hands going into my hair roughly. I moaned against her, gripping her thighs tightly to hold her in place. She was a masterpiece. Moaning my name and wriggling in place. It was the most beautiful sound I ever heard.

When she reached a new pitch, I could tell she was getting closer. I moved faster against her, not able to get enough of the sweet taste of her. I was savoring it, lapping against her as my fingers worked her closer to the edge. She bucked against me, so I curled my fingers and kept going, increasing my speed once more. She was a moaning mess above me. Suddenly she clenched her thighs tight to my head, yanking on my hair as if trying to pull it out.

"Chase! I- I'm going to-,".

"Come for me baby, be a good girl.".

I returned my mouth to her, teeth grazing her clit. Then she came undone. My name flew from her mouth, and she begged. I couldn't tell if she was begging me to stop or keep going, but I wasn't stopping. After she stopped clenching, I lapped every bit of liquid she gave me, devouring her whole until her legs were shaking above me, incoherent moans falling from her lips.

Finally, I lifted my head, pressing kisses up her body until I got to her lips. I went in for a peck, but she held me to her, her tongue flicking out to taste mine. I opened my mouth to her and let her taste herself thoroughly. She wrapped her arm around me, her other one dipping into my pants.

"Ah. Willow, we aren't"

"Having sex. I know. That doesn't mean I'm not returning the favor,". I groaned, bucking my hips gently into her hand. I wanted to. God did I want to see that, but that wasn't my initial intent.

"You don't have to, "

"I want it,".

I let her shove me back so she could sit up, scooting to the bottom of the bed, where she slid down to the floor, pulling down my pants and boxers. She slid one hand down my shaft achingly slow, sizing me up excitedly. Her tongue flicked out against the tip and my hand flew to her hair, tangling in the brown locks. I gazed down at her completely naked in front of me and grinned at her. Until she moved. Her lips wrapped around my dick, taking it halfway down without warning. I moaned, both hands in her hair now to hold it back out of her face. She moved against me, taking me as far down as she could go, flicking her tongue every time she got to the tip. Her eyes met mine and I tightened my grip in her hair. It was a sight so much better than I could imagine.

"Good girl, " I rasped.

Her cheeks turned a bright pink, her lips pulling at the corners, making for a beautiful sight. She liked to be appreciated. I put one hand on the side of her face and kept the other in her hair. "You look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth. Mmmm so good baby,"

I didn't miss how she lit up at the rasp in my voice. So she liked the dominance"Can you do something for me, pretty girl?"

She pulled herself from my dick, stroking me firmly. "Yes,".

"Touch yourself for me?"

She flushed again, moving a hand between her legs to circle her clit.

"No, inside. I want to see you-"

She didn't seem to need any further instruction. She took me back into her mouth, deepthroating me before sliding two fingers into herself. I moaned, watching the show. She moaned around my dick, almost making me come right there.

"You're such a good girl. Touching yourself while you blow me. You're so hot baby,".

She responded to this by sucking harder, sliding back and forth effortlessly while her own fingers worked in and out of her. She was a moaning mess all over again, and that had my stomach clenching.

"Are you close? " I panted. She was giving hands down the best blow job I ever had and she had no intention of stopping. She whimpered in response, eyes meeting mine. She whimpered again, and I realized she was asking permission. "Yeah baby, come for me," She closed her eyes, but I tapped her cheek. "Eyes on me when you come. I want to see it baby. Fuck, that's my good girl,"

I fisted her hair roughly and she moaned taking my full length without removing her gaze from mine. I was losing control, but I wanted to see her come with my cock in her mouth. Within seconds, She was moaning as loud as she could, the sound mixing with my own. I felt my balls tighten , and I held her in place with her lips around just the tip of my dick.

"I'm going to come," I warned her In case she wanted to pull away, but she hollowed out her cheeks, eyes rolling back with her own orgasm. I moaned, giving in to my own, unable to look away from her while we both came. I felt her swallow around me before removing her mouth. She leaned her head against my thigh, breathing heavily.

I stroked her hair for a moment before helping her to her feet. I pecked her lips and slid my boxers back on, padding over to my dresser. I grabbed a Navy Blue T-shirt before returning to the bed where she was now sitting. I pulled the shirt down over her head and kissed he briefly as soon as her head was free. She smiled at me tiredly as she put her arms through then scooted back on the bed to get under the blankets. I crawled in after her, pulling her to me so she could lay her head on my chest. I ran my fingers through her hair, making her sigh contentedly. She snuggled in to me, holding tight until she fell asleep.