"I know your dying wish is to be baptized in my spit"

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Awsten never missed out on a great party with his friends. So of course, when Geoff and Otto asked him to join the night out they had planned, he had said 'yes'. Soon after the trio had entered the bar and ordered some drinks Awsten found himself sitting alone near the entrance of the bar. It was a bit cold but he didn't bother putting on his hoodie he had with him. Also, he didn't want to dance since there were way too many people for not enough space and his two friends had disappeared around 10 minutes ago. But the red haired male didn't bother searching for them. Lost in thoughts he grabbed his drink and put it to his lip, enjoying how the coke filled his mouth and slid down his throat as he swallowed. Right as he took a second sip the entry door swung open and 5 young women entered the bar. His eyes wandered over to them and when he wanted to swallow he instead coughed on his drink. The girl leading the group was a blonde woman wearing a short, red skirt combined with a grey sweater and a pair of black converse. And fuck, she was hot. She was laughing with her friends as they made their way into the dark room. Awsten felt a dark blush cover his face as her eyes met his figure for a split second before she walked up to the bar, not bothering to look back at him once more. Honestly, he was speechless. All five of them looked stunning, but he was starstruck by her. He desperately wanted to talk to her, but her appearance screamed 'popular girl' and he was sure to not have any chance with her anyway. She probably had a boyfriend and to be fair, anything else would be a shame.

"Eliana, this man over there is basically drooling over you since the moment we entered the club," Cora giggled, nodding inconspicuously in the direction of the red haired male. "I know," she answered with a smile, fiddling with the sleeves of her sweater before grabbing her drink and taking a big sip. "And you are not interested? Not even in flirting? He is totally your type," Anna chimed in after swallowing her shot of Tequila she had ordered. "Don't worry, I am interested. How could I not be? He's absolutely precious from what I've seen. But I want to play with him a bit more before I go over," Eliana explained, smiling widely. "You're evil," Riley commented. "I know. Can't help it."

The blonde looked to her left to steal another glance at the young man she spotted right when first entering the bar. He was typing something on his phone, but the moment he shut it off she redirected her gaze back to her friends. She loved being an annoying, flirty and confusing person, especially with people that didn't know her at all. Sometimes she wondered if she was an asshole for doing those things, but at the same time it was just too much fun to not flirt with them as much as possible, leave them waiting for a bit and then come back with more to offer. Moreover, she never played those men for long, maybe some hours, but never longer, and she only acted that way when she was really interested since she wasn't the type of person to give those she didn't like any hope. She wasn't that much of a bitch. 

Awsten felt a pair of eyes on him as he messaged Otto were they were, so he shut his phone off and looked around. Everyone around him was minding their own business, including the astonishing blonde and her friends. He had wished to meet her eyes again, but at the same time he wasn't sure if his heart would survive a second gaze from her. He felt himself tripping off the deep end while silently adoring her. He took another sip of his coke as he watched her talk with her friends. The way her mouth moved so smoothly, the way she gesticulated with her hands as she laughed with the other girls, the way her sparkling eyes met his. Wait what? He choked on his drink for the second time this night as he realized that she had caught him staring. Fuck. Quickly, he redirected his gaze and instead stared at his almost empty drink as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. He felt pathetic, really, but he couldn't help himself. She was a goddess while he was just some idiot sitting on a couch in the back of a club. 

"Hey there sweetheart," he heard a warm voice say, probably the most beautiful voice he has ever heard. Confused, he looked to his right were the couch had dipped and a blonde woman was now sitting. Her. "Uhm... Hi," he stuttered, his voice shaking from nervousness. Why was he such a nervous wreck? Normally, he would flirt with women and not be the one to shy away from any conversation. But she was different. She was out of his league. "No need to be so shy, pretty boy," the blonde cooed as she placed her hand on his thigh, her slim fingers wandering over the fabric of his jeans. He shuddered due to her touch and suddenly the whole room felt way too hot. "Can't help myself with a woman as breathtaking as you," Awsten replied, forcing himself to not appear as overwhelmed as he felt. "You're quite handsome yourself, you know?," she giggled, grabbing the drink she had placed on the table in front of the couch and taking a sip. "Thanks," the red haired male smiled, his face burning and probably matching the color of his hair by now. "How comes a gorgeous boy like you is sitting here all alone?," she asked him, her appearance and words making his head spin. "My friends went dancing and I stayed here because I didn't want to," Awsten explained, but the way his voice sounded it came across as more of a justification than an answer. God, she would be the death of him.

Eliana had left her friends to talk with this beautiful man, but the moment she greeted him and sat down next to him, she realized she had way more power over him than she had thought. After two sentences she knew she had him putty in his hands and she enjoyed every second of it, although on the inside she felt the same for him. With a different attitude and more confidence from his side, she was sure she'd be on her knees for him instead of the other way around. She kept the conversation going for some more minutes and soon realized how his attitude changed to a more relaxed one. He was opening up more and answered to her flirting just like she expected him to when she first saw him. Did her appearance really affect him so much? "What's your favorite color?," he soon asked, looking at her in a way nobody ever did before. She felt loved and she didn't even know his name yet. Eliana pointed at her waist where the red skirt began, but he didn't seem to understand. "That's not a color, that's a shade," he laughed, but she stayed serious and answered "Don't disagree with me," before standing up and walking away. The moment she was sure he couldn't see her face anymore, she cracked a smile and joined her friends. She almost felt bad for leaving him like that, but she was sure she'd get to talk to him a second time.

Awsten gaped as the mind-blowing woman stood up and left. Did he offend her with the joke? Did she not realize that he knew she had meant the red color? He wanted to get up and chase after her, but she immediately joined her friends, making it impossible for him to talk with her without making a fool out of himself. He didn't even get her name. He caught himself staring at her again. Fuck, he was down bad. The touch of her fingertips still ghosted over his thigh and he repeatedly looked down in his lap to convince himself it was just his imagination. Awsten opened his chat with Otto to see that he had told him they were on the dance floor and that he should join them, so that's what he did. After he finished his drink he stood up from his place on the couch and walked over to his friends, but the woman didn't leave his mind. "There you are, we were about to search for you," Otto greeted him as Awsten placed his arm around his friend's shoulder. "Yeah... Uh sorry, I was... busy?," he laughed, but the laugh didn't reach his eyes. Geoff noticed but didn't want to pressure him into answering questions he didn't want to answer. 

Eliana turned around to look at the man she had left about 15 minutes earlier, but when she did she realized he was gone. Panic arose in her, she didn't mean to hurt him or scare him away. She should have known that he was different than the other people she had met in the past. He gave a different vibe, he had been more nervous, kinder and, apart from all that, quite honestly much cuter. "Where did he go? Shit, I didn't give him my number! I can't even apologize now," the blonde asked her friends, looking around in hopes to find him at the bar or another table. "Don't worry, he went dancing," Riley giggled, nudging her friend slightly. "I knew you had a crush on him, despite your actions," Anna added with a smile. "Obviously I like him, he's charming as fuck and shit, did you see his arms? And he has red hair, come on!" she exclaimed, staring at Anna. "Okay Miss 'Falling in love with strangers, toying with them and then panicking when they leave after you left them', we get it, you like him. Search him, then. As Riley said, he went dancing," Cora sighed, shooing her friend away. 

The blonde followed the suggestion of her friend and went to the dance floor to search for this perfect man she had had the pleasure to meet earlier. Scanning the bar for his red hair she soon found him standing next to two men, and suddenly she didn't feel confident anymore. She finished her drink and took a few deep breaths before she walked up to the three. Eliana didn't dare starting a conversation again, but at least she was near enough to be in his field of vision now. She just prayed his friends would leave for some minutes and for the time waiting she decided to enjoy the music and dance a bit.

Awsten knew he wouldn't get the woman out of his mind anytime soon, but he tried ignoring his head and his heart. Therefore, he focused on his friends, the music and the people around him instead of his body screaming for the unknown blonde. "We're getting new drinks, are you coming with us?," Geoff asked with a kind smile, but he declined. He didn't feel like leaving the dance floor, especially since the bar was near the entrance where the girls had been earlier. "Could you bring me another coke?," he asked instead, hoping the older wouldn't ask any questions. "Sure, we'll be right back," Geoff grinned and soon he and Otto were out of Awsten's sight.

"Hey beautiful," a familiar voice appeared next to him, a lot louder than earlier due to the booming music around them. Awsten turned around in shock, staring at the blonde in front of him in confusion. Why was she here? Why did she come to him again? "Hi," he greeted nonetheless, hoping to fix his mistake from earlier. "Sorry if I offended you with my joke, I understood you meant the red color of your skirt," he apologized quickly, his eyes avoiding hers. "Don't worry, I'm not mad. I actually wanted to ask you if you were down to leave this place? It's so loud and there are so many people it's hard to talk," she started. He was taken aback by her suggestion, but he was by far not opposed. "Sure," he replied immediately, afraid to lose her attention again if he said no. "Nice, let me just tell my friends real quick so they're not worried. See you outside in 5 minutes?," she smiled, already turning away halfway. "Yes, see you then," Awsten nodded hectically, excitement filling his body. He couldn't believe a woman like her wanted to spend some alone time outside the club with him. He hurried to the bar and informed his friends that he would leave early, making sure it was okay for them before he left the bar. 

Eliana informed her friends with an excited smile, knowing they would understand. They always did. "Take care my dear," Cora said as she hugged the blonde goodbye. "Always," she smiled before she opened the door and exited the club. Her heart was pounding way too fast when she saw the red haired male under a lamppost near the entry, his hair illuminated by the bright light from above. He looked breathtaking. "Hello lovely," she smiled as she approached him, hoping to overplay her nervousness with her tough appearance. Instantly, he scrambled to put away his phone, almost like he felt caught doing something illegal. "Hey pretty," he answered with a shaky voice. It made her smile and brought her confidence back. "You're cute," she giggled as she took his hand, beginning to walk and tugging him with her. She could sense how he lost every bit of bravery for some seconds and she knew it was because of her actions. "By the way, I like red, too," he began, changing the subject as he walked with her. "Good choice," she laughed, walking around the corner and to the beach. They started a calm conversation and again Eliana was able to watch the man next to her relax and open up. 

"You want to sit down for a bit? It's quite nice and calm here," the red haired male had suggested when they found a brick wall with a great view on the ocean. "Sure," she agreed, liking the romantic idea. "You want my hoodie to sit on? The stone is kinda cold and you only have a skirt," he offered with a shy smile, already taking it off. "What a gentleman," Eliana smiled and took the hoodie to cover the wall before sitting down on top off it. "Thanks," she added and looked next to her where he sat down. "No problem," he answered, connecting their gaze for a long moment. Then, he seemed to realize his intent stare and quickly cleared his throat before looking away. Eliana had to hold back her giggle. A peaceful silence fell over them, until she decided to take out a joint and light it. She took a hit and held it out to the man next to her, but the red haired male just stared at her. "That shit is gonna kill you," he mumbled, visibly not really happy about her smoking. She smiled lightly, liking how he stood his ground on the topic. Nonetheless, she wanted to test the waters, so she took another hit and leaned forward with a challenging glance. She watched his eyes jump down to her lips before he redirected his glance and connected their gaze. It was only now she realized he had two different eye colors, at least it looked like it, but she didn't dare to ask since the darkness around them could be playing tricks on her. After a moment of silence, she blew the smoke in his face and laughed at his confused face. "Well, now you're gonna die too," she grinned and leaned back. After that, she stubbed out the joint again, not really wanting to disturb him with the drug if he didn't like it. 

When the man next to her realized what had happened over the last minute, he started laughing, shaking his head slightly. "You're crazy, I love it," he sighed, making Eliana blush. Immediately after he voiced his thoughts, he stiffened in is movement and blushed, most likely embarrassed by his choice of words. "I didn't even get your name yet," he began, obviously trying to change the topic. "You can call me whatever you like," the blonde grinned, watching his face for a reaction. He smirked. "Smooth. I guess it's no problem if I call you darling then, huh?," he suggested and eyed her again, looking more confident than he had the whole night. She felt a tingle in her stomach and the heat rushing into her face. "I think I like darling way more than Eliana," she thought with a smile. 

"Eliana is a wonderful name, though," Awsten answered, excited to finally know the name to this astonishing person. Her eyes widened, what made him grin. "Fuck, did I say that out loud?," she asked embarrassed, her face turning a deeper shade of red. He could finally feel his confidence come back again and her reaction only fueled his actions and words. "Yes, you did, darling," he smirked and placed a hand on her thigh. "I'm Awsten by the way" he grinned. "No, you're pretty boy," Eliana shot back, making him blush yet again. "Honestly, I'm whatever you want me to be," he admitted with a sigh. "And if I want you to be mine?," She questioned, leaning over to him again. Their faces where even closer than before and Awsten had to hold back from kissing her right then and there. "Bold, but I can't complain," he answered instead, reducing the distance between their faces even more. By now they were basically breathing the same air and he watched Elianas gaze as it jumped between his lips and his eyes. "Come on, I dare you. Make me yours," he whispered, a challenging look on his face. Eliana didn't wait any second longer and connected their lips in an intimate and long awaited kiss. Awsten let one of his hands wander to her chin and slowly brushed his thumb over her jawline while he could feel both her hands in his neck and hair. He could feel his heart beating out of his chest from the kiss and couldn't hold back a quiet moan when her hand tugged at his hair. He felt as if he was in heaven, all just because of this goddess sitting next to him.

Eliana couldn't hold herself after she had heard his confirmation that he wanted this kiss, too. She immediately smashed their lips together, not daring to waste one more second. His warm and calloused fingers on her jaw tracing patterns on her skin, his lips on hers, his incredibly soft hair in her fingers, everything made her want more. And holy shit, his soft moan when she tugged at his hair gave her the rest. Subconsciously, she left her place on his hoodie and leaned over to him until she practically sat on his lap. "Come here," Awsten whispered against her lips and tugged her on his lap, his hands respectfully staying on her waist and not going even a centimeter below it. Eliana pressed her body up against him, needing to feel as much of him as possible. Her hands messed up his fluffy hair and she could feel both his hands tracing her sides and, most likely unknowingly, pulling her impossibly closer.

After some minutes, she had to end their make out session and take some deep breaths. When she pulled back from the kiss, Awsten tried to chase her lips, but she pushed her hand against his chest lightly to get some distance between them. "I need to breathe," she giggled, leaning her forehead against his and giving him a loving glance. She absolutely adored the man below her, the way his eyes reflected the moonlight, the way his hands fit so perfectly on her waist, everything. Awsten seemed to be lost in thought, but before she could ask him if everything was alright, he opened his mouth to speak.

He was absolutely starstruck by the woman on top of him and he was sure he would do anything if she asked him to. He was on his knees for her, putty in her hands, hell, he'd even be her little toy if she wanted him to be. He was absolutely and utterly obsessed with her, and that realization made his mind go blank. "Fuck me, I'm really down bad," he muttered, more to himself than to anyone else, but the closeness to Eliana made it possible for her to hear it too. "What did you say?," she asked, maybe because she hadn't understood what he'd said, maybe to give him a chance to reformulate his sentence and use some better words, but he couldn't stop his mind from spilling what he was thinking. "You can do whatever you want with me. Call me what you want, kiss me, hell you could even fuck me if you wanted my skin and I'd be fine with it," he exclaimed, not able to filter his thoughts due to their proximity. Her smell, her touch, her appearance, everything was too intoxicating to stop his words from flowing. When he realized what he'd just said, he checked her face for any reaction, scared to have scared her off. But against every expectation, she just rolled her eyes and giggled. "Don't worry, pretty boy. I know your dying wish is to be baptized with my spit," she smirked before kissing him again. 

He couldn't help but whimper at her words and surrender, accepting her wanting kiss with a neediness he didn't know he owned.