Of course he had a girlfriend. He was gorgeous, tall, had amazing hair by the looks of his stunning tresses and on top of that he smelt good. His scent was a mixture of strong cologne and mint with traces of some kind of light spice. Yep, if he was single I would've been beyond shocked. I mean it still stung but whatever, right? 

"Help yourself to anything you like." He said kindly. He moved passed me walking toward the dark wood door. He then turned back toward me and whispered. "Sterling has a stash of Skittles under his bed and when I say stash I mean dozens." My eyes widened immensely following his gaze to the bed nearest to me. "Take a pack. I take some all the time. "He smiled making my heart flutter. "I like your costume by the way." He grinned giving me a wink and then he was out the door. 

His complement made me take a look at my Mickey Mouse costume, starting at the black five inch pumps, I had chosen them over the famed yellow,  then to the slick black almost thigh high stockings, to the bare skin of my legs, up my high waisted red shorts to the black crop top with sheer long sleeves and my white gloves and to top it off, my black Mickey Mouse ears that I could see in the reflection of the windows that stood numerous yards from me.

"Ugh."I groaned to myself. " Of course he had a girlfriend." I muttered getting on my knees at the side of the bed that he had been looking at. I had to blink several times before I knew what I was looking at. I had never seen so many packs of Skittles in my life. I greedily grabbed two packs from the dozens of red parcels, threw off my pumps and plopped down on what I believed was Sterling's bed. Why didn't I sit on Griffin's bed? I would never know. I took out my phone and continued reading the novel I had started, Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them. I'm a huge fan. An hour later I had fallen asleep for who knew how long. Nevertheless, when I awoke, the clock on the side table to my left read 2:00 A.M. By the sound of the pounding music and loud voices it seemed that the party hadn't died down yet. 

I guess I should go round up the girls. I thought to myself grimly. I threw myself off the bed and slid on my pumps. This party was a bust. I snickered to myself. I quickly discarded the Skittles packages in the trash can under the side table, grabbed my phone and walked out into the moist air of the party. The music had slowed down and people were literally doing the unholiest of acts everywhere I looked. After catching several couples doing  the deed my face had started to burn immensely and all I wanted to do was leave the house. I avoided all eye contact and walked down the hallway. I had reached the apex of the stairs when my eyes caught a familiar dark grey beanie paired with a white shirt, Griffin. My heart did a somersault in my chest. 

He moved passed people,  walking in the direction of a blonde girl in a white angel costume, a very slutty angel costume that didn't really leave anything to the imagination. She was dressed in a very short tight sleeveless white lace dress. Her tall, probably 5ft8, body was slim. Her attire was paired with pale high heels and fluffy white wings. Her long blonde hair was wavy, her skin was porcelain, her eyes were ocean blue and her lips were ruby red. She was beautiful. Griffin's eyes never left her. It didn't take a genius to know that she was his girlfriend. But, she clearly didn't see Griffin because she turned to the nasty Jack guy who had been close behind her and kissed him. Wait, no, scratch that, she stuck her tongue down his throat and he was grabbing her at very explicit locations. I was already half way down the stairs and the burning pain that ignited in Griffin's eyes was enough to make my heart clench. Jack's malicious silver eyes cut to Griffin and he formed a cruel smirk against her lips. He purposely pulled away from her and she pulled him back against her body. 

Griffin angrily started off toward them with anger and betrayal burning in his eyes. I didn't know how fast I was going but I was in front of Griffin in a flash. I stared deep into his pained ice blue eyes and I don't know why I did it but I threw myself against him and gave him a hug, a warm embrace. An embrace that said don't do it, that said it's okay, and above all it said I'm here. I didn't know this guy at all but I was always there for anyone who needed it. The world was already messed up as it is and people didn't need to turn on each other for stupid reasons. I pulled back, grabbed his hand, pulling him up the stairs, quickly down the hall and into his room. I threw myself against the closed door starring up at the 6ft2 guy who stood a foot a way from me. He had about 80 pounds on me and if he wanted to storm out of there I really couldn't stop him. We stood in silence. I didn't know what to say. 

"Um...I know...that...we don't...know each other." I started sincerely. "But, I do know that...Jack isn't worth it." His ice blue eyes were misted over. A sight that brought another throb of pain through my chest. What am I doing?  What is wrong with me? I don't even know this guy. He was silent for a long while, just staring down at his clenched fists. He then turned around ripped off his hat, threw off his high tops and collapsed on his bed. I didn't really know what to do at that point. Leave! My subconscious yelled through my head. Instead, I did the opposite and walked over to the other side of his double bed, threw off my pumps and sat crisscrossed beside him. He turned away from me. 

"You can leave now, I'm not going back down there." He retorted crudely. It stung a bit for some reason. "Griffin, she's definitely drunk and that Jack guy ...he's intoxicated." I started trying to get him to cheer up. Griffin turned back toward me. His facial expression could only be described as wrath.

"He looked me straight in the eyes and continued to mouth fuck my girlfriend. He knows that we've been together for a fucking year. He knows that I...I... His blue eyes met mine and he stopped abruptly. I know... I sound like a ..." He couldn't find the word.

 "A loser?" I suggested haughtily. 

"Yeah..." He answered, his cool blue eyes looking to the dark rug.

"A dickwad? No, no...a pussy!" I smiled innocently. His eyes darkened a bit. 

"Hate that word...but yeah that too."  He muttered.

"A big baby." I ended with a beam. He narrowed his light eyes at me.

"Yes, I get it." He growled sitting up. A wisp of his luscious golden-brown hair fell in his face covering one of his stunning eyes. His eyes met mine for a moment then they trailed down my body sending chills up my spine when his eyes were back on mine they had grown darker through their excursion. Lust burned intensely in his pale blue retinas. His heated gaze sent pleasant chills across my skin. 

"Sage... He started with slight hesitance. ...Will you be my...?"

"Rebound girl." I answered for him. A slight tint of red shaded his cheeks. I stood up walking toward the door...and locked it. I turned back to him. His blue eyes showed slim flashes of surprise. He must've thought that I was going to walk out. Nonetheless, I never left someone in pain. It was one of my many downfalls. I gave him a flirtatious smile and sauntered toward his side of the bed. He turned to his side dimming the bedside lamp and turning off the top light. I slid on top of him and his hands gripped my waist. 

"Do you want to do this?" He asked softly even though his light eyes were plainly begging me to say yes. Do I want to sleep with a sex god? I asked myself. Yes! My body screamed although my brain was saying otherwise. 

I leaned in toward him overlooking the alarms in my head and placed a long kiss on his lips. It started out sweet at first and then a spark of confidence led me to trail my tongue up his lips and something rough exploded between us. His hands gripped my waist hard and I started to grind into him while our tongues pureed into each other. One of his hands traveled up my shorts and under my panties to my ass, he gripped one of my cheeks hard. I moaned deeply into his mouth.  His other hand moved down my waist unbuttoning my shorts swiftly and pulling them off with my assistance. In one swift motion one of his fingers was inside of me. I moaned deeply into his mouth. Pain and pleasure moved intensely through my body. He pushed another into me and started to push deeply inside of me. I started to move with him. He added another finger, moving intensely within me, stroking my walls and pulling purrs from my mouth. His thumb stroked my wet clit and I screamed out as he stuck his last finger into me. As his fingers moved and his thumb continued it's tortuous movements, I started to feel something build up inside me. He pulled one of his fingers slowly out of me tracing my skin down there. I whimpered loudly as my body started to tremble. My body had never experienced anything like this. My pussy clenched around his hand, as he moved rhythmically inside of me. He pushed his body up against mine making the movements more intense. He slid his tongue down my neck and then slowly back up making me groan into his nape. Our bodies burned hot under our clothes. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't talk. All I was feeling was intense desire like never before. He was driving my body insane. His tongue continued its excursion trailing down my top and circled around my nipple hardening it and then he bit down on my hard nipple sending me to my climax. I whimpered  into his neck and shuddered intensely into his hand. My breathing was hard against his collarbone as he pulled out of me. My hands gripped his sides as he did so. I didn't move for a few moments then leaned back a bit. I had never done anything like that before and my body was still throbbing in pain and pleasure. Griffin then did the unthinkable and brought his cum saturated hand to his mouth and started to lick the cum off his skillful fingers. He caught my surprised gaze and grinned, his blue eyes filled with mischief.  He tilted his head down to look at me, until his forehead laid softly against mine. 

"Open your mouth, baby." He whispered, an order so sensual that it brought a new flood of heat down under. My mouth obeyed before my brain could oppose. He stuck his cum covered finger in my mouth. A salty creamy taste found my tongue. "Close your mouth." His lips breathed slowly against my forehead and again I obeyed as he slowly pulled it out of my mouth leaving the creamy substance behind. He licked the rest off of his fingers with me staring intently. Someone likes the taste. I thought to myself naughtily. After he finished he laid down on the bed with me breathing softly against his neck. After a few moments of silence had passed, also known as trying to get my heart rate to slow down, I broke the hush. 

"I've never ...done... that before." I whispered to him shyly. 

"Really?" He whispered back. 

"Yeah..." I said hiding my face in his neck, letting his scent engulf my senses. 

"Well, I enjoyed it immensely." He snickered." Immensely." He repeated when I didn't reply. A million thoughts were racing through my head at the moment. I don't even know this guy. Would we ever see each other again? Ugh, shut up Sage! Stop being a pussy! You've gotten to third base with a sex god. If you don't see him again, who the hell cares!? I told myself passionately. 

"Oh gosh." I gasped sitting up and looking at the clock. It read 3:15 A.M. I needed to find everyone. I jumped off of Griffin, grabbing my red shorts, and my black pumps.  

"What's wrong?" He asked. His voice traced with hints of worry.

"I have to find my friends. I said grabbing my phone and pulling on my shorts and pumps. Bye cutie." I smiled walking toward the door. Always be the first to say goodbye. A rule I lived by. 

"Wait, Mickey." I looked over my shoulder to Griffin who had gotten up and was moving toward me. His arms wrapped around my waist. "Thank you." He whispered in my ear. I turned around toward him with confidence in my movements and placed a kiss on his lips. I was immensely enjoying this party now.  

"I didn't know that mice purred." He joked lightly. "Such a... dirty little mouse." He teased with a smile pulling at his cerise lips. I gave him a light punch in the shoulder. Everything felt great at the moment but, a part of me,  deep down inside, felt like I just sentenced myself to death. After that, I walked out of the room not looking back and started the search for my probably drunk friends.