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“Hi, baby,” she rasps, her lips brushing mine with every word. “You look so handsome.”

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Eat You Alive - Limp Bizkit

Ronan

As they reach me, I can’t seem to take my eyes away from Noah. His tall, lean figure oozes confidence. There is a smirk on his face, showing he damn well knows how good he looks, and he owns it. I want nothing more than to actually ditch the concert and lock him up in my apartment.

He would look amazing as a personal jungle gym. For me to climb, for me to ride.Mmmmh…

His whole outfit reminds me of why I love this type of clothes so much. He wears straight leg black pants, a simple black wife-beater which hugs his pecs so nicely, and chunky combat boots. He looks three meters tall, all in black, all godlike. Or is it the devil? It’s said that Lucifer was, indeed, the most beautiful angel after all. There are a few black leather bracelets gracing his wrists, making his tattoos pop even more, and a ton of silver rings on both of his hands. With hair in his face, he smiles at me from two steps away.

I push myself into him, going straight for his lips. He tastes like sin and lemons. He tastes like mine, and I can’t get enough. I get lost in his lips, in his touch.

Why is it so easy for me to give myself to him?

I run my fingers to the back of his neck, tangling the hair there, then down his back and finally to his waist. I hold him tightly as I look into his eyes.

“Hi, baby, you look so handsome!” I smile at him.

“Do I? I bet I don’t look worthy enough to have you.” He sinks his full lips onto mine once again.

His lips work me up like magic. I am addicted to them. They make me feel intoxicated. I mold my body to his, my leather corset squeaking, rubbing at his belt.

“Khm, khm! Hi, I’m here! It’s me, Matilda,” she says, teasingly.

I remove myself from Noah with a chest full of laughter and hug her as hard as I can. She gently rests her head onto my boobs and hums.

“I must have died and gone to heaven,” she murmurs, leaning even harder.

Noah stifles a laugh, trying to look like a serious, slightly jealous boyfriend.

“That’s my girlfriend, Mats. Go get your own.”

“Oh, watch me get her, alright.”

“What am I missing?” I say, my eyes bouncing between them, like a ball in a tennis match.

“It’s a long story.” Matilda says, grabbing my hand to make me walk beside her, at the same time Noah murmurs something that awfully sounds like ‘ah, here we go again’.

The way Mats is talking makes me think of how much she actually pre-gamed. She is way more bubbly than I know her to be, not that I’ve been around her way too much. Her voice is higher, and she is all giggles and smiles.

I am too, though. I mean, we are seeing my favorite band of all time!

Whilst I was getting ready, I had a moment where I thought I might be too much. Overdressed, more naked than not, that my hair and makeup would be too much. But after seeing Noah’s reaction even from far away, I feel like I’ve done a pretty good job at making myself presentable.

And we look damn good together, like a couple of those villain vampires fromTwilight.

I even noticed Matilda looking me up and down. I can’t lie, I really like that she did it. Women liking the way I look always makes my heart warm in my chest.

And even she looks like a part of a vampire group. All pale, with short spikes on her head, like a hedgehog. Looking at her, I actually wonder how she is able to breathe, since her corset is tied up so tight. She has a long, choppy, lacy skirt underneath it, with hip deep slits on the side. She issogorgeous.

Noah steps closer to grab my waist and pull me into his side.

“You are the most beautiful woman in the world,” he whispers into my hair.

“I am your woman.” I smile at him.

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