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Vivian is going to kill Becky when she finds her. Her best friend woke her up ten minutes before pulling her along to this party and now she has ditched her to go play hooky with some dude in this fucking mansion. Viv barely had time to grab her usual fix of coffee and her first cigarette of the day. Not to mention she is only wearing a green jumper, blue jeans and her sneakers (and maybe the same underwear as yesterday). To top it all off, Becky has Viv’s lighter with her. Vivian is just having a swell time.
Vivian strolls through the party – who’s house is this again? – hunting for her friend. She plucks a red cup from a hand within the many guys that linger around, walking away from the previous owner’s protests. Taking a swig from it, her face contorts at the acidic taste before passing it off to another hand. Viv continues her search for Becky as she pulls a cigarette out of her jeans’ pocket and holds it in her mouth. Where the fuck is Becky?!
The crowd of rowdy and piss drunk students are just adding to the growing ache in Vivian’s temples. Trust herself to give the only important possession she needs to her drunk friend. She asks around for anyone to lend her a lighter. A big ass mansion, a crowd of idiots and not one fucking lighter.
“Oi, you got a light?” Vivian grabs the shoulder of a guy that happens to be in her eye line. He is dorky, all floppy haired and dressed like some kind of model in his beige jacket, white shirt and faded jeans. Fuck was this guy?
“Who’s asking?” He grins; a row of perfect white teeth make Vivian roll her eyes.
“Stevie Nicks. Now have you got a light or not?” Vivian pulls her cigarette from her lips, holding it up to emphasise her request. Brown eyes glance over her as Viv’s hand twitches.
“Sure, if you’re sharing.” Mystery boy pulls a lighter from his jacket. Finally. Vivian tries to take it from his hand but floppy hair pulls it out of her reach.
“Whatever just give it,” Vivian grunts before reaching across and picking the lighter from his hand. She brings the flame to the end of her death stick and lights it up. Inhaling the smoke, she lets it cloud in her lungs before calmly exhaling. She could almost feel mystery boy staring holes into the side of her head with those pretty brown eyes.
Viv stuffs her hand back into her pocket and passes over her pack. She inhales a second puff when floppy hair passes them back.
“You haven’t seen a blonde have you?” Viv asks, exhaling another huff of smoke. “About this tall, wearing a tank and a black leather jacket?” Viv holds her hand just below the height of her own head while looking expectedly at her new companion.
“Hair like a bush?” He asks, gesturing around his head with his hand.
“So you’ve seen her?”
“Yeah, she’s over there talking with my buddy.” He then points across the room. Viv turns to see Becky talking to a dark skinned boy wearing a grey jacket. Vivian tosses floppy hair his lighter back before striding over to Becky.
“Thanks for ditching me, bitch,” Vivian sasses as she stops beside Becky, dragging her attention to her. Becky smiles opening her arms and turns to Vivian.
“Cheer up grumpy,” Becky pinches Viv’s cheek, earning her a slap to the hand. Becky turns her attention back to the boy drinking from a red cup beside her. “This is Rhodey.”
“Yeah, just met your friend,” Viv gestures over her shoulder to the approaching dark haired boy. Then she turns to Becky. “You still got my lighter?”
“Careful Rhodes, this one’s a thief,” Floppy hair accuses with a grin pointing at Becky. Viv rolls her eyes as Becky gasps at the newcomer.
“I’m not. It was one time!” Becky tries to explain herself but Viv snatches her lighter back before she can continue. Viv gives her a pointed look and Becky shuts up.
“Wait, aren’t you-“
“Vivian Cross,” Viv interrupts Rhodey before inhaling another drag from her cigarette. “Yes, my dad is Richard Cross. No, I won’t ask him to sign anything.”
Rhodey chuckles as he holds out his hand, Viv looks at it before shaking it with her own.
“Nah, I get enough of that narcissism from him.” Rhodey points to floppy hair, who frowns at him.
“Don’t hate the player,” Floppy hair shrugs and takes a drag from his own cigarette. The friends begin to bicker between one another and end up rough housing with one another, while Vivian and Becky watch. Becky giggled as Rhodey got the upper hand on floppy hair, Viv just rolls her eyes and looks around the party.
“I’m hungry and haven’t had my coffee,” Viv throws her cigarette butt into the red cup sitting unoccupied on the table next to her, then turns back to Becky. “Wanna go grab a burger?”
“Burgers?” Floppy hair perks up from his position of holding Rhodey in a head lock. The small distraction causes his grip to loosen and Rhodey to get out and stand back by Becky again.
“I’m not hungry,” Becky pouts. “’Sides, we’re at a party.”
“That I was dragged to against my will,” Viv reminds her best friend. “You coming or not?”
“I’m staying for a while.” Rhodey offers, smiling down at Becky. “Don’t mind the company.”
Viv smiles then points a finger at him.
“Hurt her and I’ll make you disappear.” Viv threatens and Rhodey saults with two fingers. Viv hugs Becky, whispering that she shouldn’t stay out too late again before she makes her way to the exit.
“Hey wait up!” Viv turns to see floppy hair chasing after her, a dopey grin on his face.
“You ever been to Richard’s before?” Vivian asks as they left the party behind them and begin their walk into the city.
“Not that I remember.” Floppy hair replies, throwing his now burnt out cigarette butt to the floor and stubbing it under his sneakers. “You always take random guys to burger joints?”
“Only the cute ones,” Vivian grins at her companion, watching the smirk grow on his lips. “What’s your name anyway?”
“I’ll let you take a guess.” He replies. Viv shakes her head chuckling to herself at the slight arrogance of this complete stranger.
“I’m offering to buy you a burger and you won’t tell me your name? That’s low,” Viv pokes her companion’s shoulder and pouts.
“Well if you knew who I was then you would know I don’t need you to buy anything for me.” Floppy hair takes a step in front of Vivian and begins walking backwards with each step she takes. Viv squints at him, humming in consideration before shaking her head.
“Nope. Sorry, don’t recognise ya,” Viv shrugs. Floppy hair raises an eyebrow, giving her an incredulous look. “Wait, have I brought weed off you?”
“No, but I know a guy,” Floppy hair mutters but then shakes his head. “You really don’t know me?”
“Look, either tell me who you are or I’m revoking your burger,” Viv pushes his shoulder as they come to a stop outside Richard’s burgers. Half of Viv’s face was dyed orange from the neon open sign on the window of the fast food restaurant. Floppy hair smiles and holds his hand.
“Tony,” he introduces as Viv shakes his hand.
“See, was that so hard?” Viv sasses. She releases his hand and pushes the glass door open to enter the building. Tony follows after her with a grin.
*
There were a litter of people sat around in booths as they entered. Viv made a bee line towards the blonde boy behind the counter. He wore a red and white striped shirt with ‘Richard’s’ logo on the right breast, a matching cap over his brunette hair and a white wrist band on his left arm.
“Sorry we don’t serve shit friends,” he announced when Viv stopped opposite him.
“Don’t blame me! Becky dragged my ass out, I was gonna come meet you here.” Viv defends herself. Tony stood behind her and simply observed with a raised eyebrow.
“Yeah, mmhm. Sure you were princess.” Blondie paused and looked at Tony. He frowned and then turned back to Viv. “Who’s supermodel?”
Viv glanced behind herself to Tony, casting him a smirk and turned back.
“Wally, Tony. Tony, Wally.” Viv introduced, pointing to either boy as she said their names. “Now get me the greasy goodness you got hiding back there, throw in some greens too.” Viv winked at Wally, who’s grin turned devious.
“Coming right up,” Wally turned and shouted the order before throwing a cautious look around the three. From under his wrist band he pulled a tiny bag out and handed it over to Viv. Tony’s eyes grew double in size as he looked around them, caution was thrown out the window when he saw no one cared.
“What about you pretty boy?” Tony turned back to Wally, who patiently waited for his order.
“Cheeseburger. Am I being punked?” Tony looks around again, eyes searching for anyone that has the look of recognition donning their features but is surprised again when he doesn’t see it.
“Where’d you find this guy again?” Wally asks Viv, both frowning at Tony.
“Becky stole my lighter.”
“Ah,” Wally nodded.
Viv put the bag in her jean pocket and leant against the counter as Wally went to get the burgers. Tony had lost the façade he normally used around others, wanting to appear confident and full of himself. In its stead was Tony, confused, slightly flustered and most of all bewildered.
“What’s a’matter, cat got your tongue?” Viv asks and tilts her head. Tony frowns.
“Who am I?” Tony asks.
“Tony. You hit your head on the escape out of your ass?” Tony made an unrecognisable noise as he choked on his own words. A smile crept its way onto Viv’s face as she laughed.
“Dude, seriously. I know who you are, I just don’t give a shit.”
*
Viv and Tony sat outside on one of the picnic benches outside Richard’s, burgers in hand – Viv’s half finished and Tony’s only had a few bites out of it.
“So what’s your deal?” Tony asks around a mess of meat and bread. Viv throws a napkin at him as she swallows her own mouthful of food.
“For a rich boy, your manners are shocking.” Viv teases as Tony wipes his mouth.
“Thought you didn’t care who I was?” Tony rebuts.
“I don’t. But manners don’t cost anything.”
“So what’s your deal?”
“Burger and fries.” Viv replies before eating a fry. Tony rolls his eyes and sips his coke. Viv grins before pulling the small bag back out of her pocket, along with papers.
“You smoke?” She asks as she begins her tragic attempt at a roll. Tony sits watching for a moment before he grows impatient and shoos Viv’s hands away and takes over.
“You roll a shitty joint,” Tony mumbles. Viv grins and continues to eat her food while Tony is able to roll two joints. Tony holds one out to Viv with a triumphant smirk. Viv takes the roll from him, placing it between her lips and Tony holds up his lighter as he puts his own roll between his lips. Their faces mere inches away, Viv glances at Tony’s face and admires how his nose wrinkles when he concentrates. They share the flame and inhale as they sit apart again.
“Does daddy know you do this?” Tony commented when they had both exhaled. Viv rolls her eyes and takes another drag before answering.
“What he don’t know won’t kill him.”
Tony bites his burger and they sit eating and smoking for a while longer. Viv shoots Tony a glare.
“How’d you know my dad?” Viv points an accusing finger at Tony.
“I’ve seen him around Howard, that and Rhodey noticed you first,” Tony brushed off. Viv decided to drop the conversation, happy for the pair to play into ignorant bliss.
“You go to the college?” Viv asks and Tony raises an eyebrow.
“Do you?” He rebuts.
“Touché.”
Soon enough their burgers are gone and their joints burnt. Viv stands up, throws her rubbish in the trash and turns back to Tony.
“Want to come back with me?” She proposes. Tony gets up and follows her lead.
*
Viv fell back onto her mattress, her hands pulling Tony over her. His shirtless torso covered her equally nude chest, her hands carding through his thick hair and their lips moved together. Viv’s hand grips the hair at the nape of Tony’s neck as his hand traces up her side towards her breast.
Tony slides his tongue between Viv’s parted lips as she mewls at his touch over her chest. Kissing the corner of her mouth, he works his mouth down her jaw to her neck and across her collarbone to the swell of her breast. Viv leans her head back with a breathy gasp, her hands gripping onto hair and skin whilst Tony explored and lavished her breasts.
Viv jolted up right, pushing Tony up when they hear the apartment door slammed open. Both look towards the bedroom door and listen to the source. Becky giggles before they hear her lead Rhodey, laughing and failed dirty talk, across the flat into their own room.
“Guess they hit it off,” Tony grins as he turns back to Viv. Viv rolls her eyes before she reaches around Tony’s neck and pulls him back to her. Viv grew impatient with simple touching and kissing as she reached for the zip of Tony’s jeans. Tony took the hint and leant back whilst Viv undid his jeans and when she tugged at them he reached over and helped her remove her own.
“Drawer,” Viv spoke as she toed off her jeans. Tony reached over to the right of the bed where a small bedside table sat. He opened the drawer and found the latex in gold wrapping. He drops it next to Viv’s hip before leaning back on his knees to admire Viv’s nude body beneath him as he ran his hands up her thighs.
“What you doing?” Viv whined as she watched Tony’s eyes rake down her body, a heat raising from her neck to her cheeks.
“Admiring the view,” Tony rasps before he leans down and kisses just below the swell of her boobs. He presses wet kisses down her stomach and comes to a stop at her panty line. Tony locks his eyes on Viv’s own heated gaze as he pulled the lace underwear down, his lips following in their wake.
Viv drops her head back against her pillows when Tony’s breath fans across her folds. Her hips tentatively lifted when his lips found her clit. Tony brought her hips back down and pinned them to the bed with his hands. His tongue lavished and lapped at her as she withed under his hold. Viv’s moans and whimpers edging him on as he ground his arousal against the bed sheets.
Viv reached down with her right hand and held onto Tony’s hair as though it were a lifeline. Her left hand clutched onto the bed sheets as the heat pooled in her lower region. Her thighs tensed, her toes curled and her throat felt hoarse with her pleasure as she reached the tipping point. Tony pulled away.
Whining and disappointed, Viv looked up at Tony as he tore open the condom with his teeth. The disappointment faded when she followed where his hands wrapped the latex around his throbbing cock. Her eyes slightly bugged out off her head as she took in the size of him.
“Don’t worry, baby girl. It won’t bite.” Tony teased with a shit eating grin. He leant on his left hand beside her head as he used his right hand to direct him between her folds. He dragged his tip along her sensitive flesh and her hips bucked up and she clutched onto his bicep. Satisfied with her eager anticipation, he slowly pushed into her.
The first inch burned something fierce within Viv as her head lulled back once again. Tony shuddered as he continued to push inside her tight warmth. He bent down and kissed along her throat and she bared to him in submission. Once he sat fully inside of her they both moaned and groaned.
Tony’s left hand came up to cup Viv’s face and the pair shard a heated gaze before they kissed. Open mouthed and messy as Tony started to languidly thrust.
Viv was blissed. Her head clouded with the way Tony choked back his moans as his hips began to snap against her own. She wanted this moment to last longer than it would, she wanted to be consumed by the weight on top of her and the building of her high.
Tony could only think about how Viv clamped around him when he stroked inside her with each thrust. The way she looked underneath him, her chest marked by his mouth, matching marks littering her neck. He could feel it all coming to its crescendo and reached between them to rub his thumb over Viv’s clit. Shuddering when she tightened around him.
Viv clutched to Tony, nails digging into his arms as she keened. Heat coursed her limbs and her eyes saw white when her spine arched and her pussy clenched. Tony grunted as his hips snapped and pounded, losing all rhythm as he came.