Innocent Boy [16+]

It's funny, really. Very weird as well, isn't it weird how the girl is the bad one and the boy is the good one? Isn't it weird how the girl is the perverted one and how the boy is the innocent one? Isn't it weird how a girl can change a boy's personality and his looks? Well, let's just say this girl can do anything.


4. Chapter 4

*Mealotte’s POV*


“I’m back with the alcohol!” Drew called out, jumping into the circle and placing a single bottle of beer in the circle. “Who starts first?” Harry questions. “I suggest Matthew.” I state, Matthew shrugged and spun the bottle, the snout facing Jace.


“Jace, truth or dare?” Matthew questioned with a sly smirk. “Dare.” He said simply, giving a bored look. “I dare you...To stay in your bedroom with Mealotte for ten whole minutes.” He said with a little gleam in his eyes.


“And we do nothing? Or...” I trail off, standing up slowly. “Oh, you guys will do something. You just need to figure it out on your own.” He chuckled, pushing Jace and I into his bedroom, locking the door from the outside, leaving us two alone.



“So, um-“ I started off, Jace interrupting me with a little pounce, kissing me gently.  I pushed him away in surprise. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I ask him, annoyance clear in my voice as I wipe my mouth roughly.


“I-I’m sorry. Matthew wanted me to do that.” He stammered, looking away shamefully. “He wanted you to fuck me, huh?” I shook my head with a smile, typical Matthew wanting his two friends to fuck in ten minutes? Really?


“Ye-yeah.” He laughed quietly, getting off of me and pulling me back up to my feet. “Thank you.” I thanked him, kissing his cheek softly, causing him to blush. “Come on! Whenever a different girl kisses your cheek, you don’t blush, and then when I do the same thing you blush! This is unexplainable!” I complain softly, punching his chest gently.


“Maybe because you’re my best friend and I know you better than those other girls?” he answered, shrugging his shoulders while cuddling with me on his bed.


I grinned and straddled his hips as I checked my watch, “Eight minutes to spare. Want to pretend we’re havin’ sex?” I giggle in his ear, I wanted to prank Matthew for being an ass, wanting his friend to fuck his other friend.


Is he really that idiotic or something? REALLY?


“Definitely, sh.” He covered my mouth and started to bang the wall with the headboard of his bed, jumping on his bed a bit to make it sound like we’re doing know. Nasty, as I must say. Censor for those who don’t like the word.


Might as well say sexual intercourse. I giggled, “Fuck, Jace!” I gasped loudly with a low giggle as I removed his hand. He closed his eyes as he grinned, “Holy shit, Mea, holy shit.” He groaned, opening one eye as to see me trying to hold my laughter.


“You’re so good.” I made sure to roll the double ‘o’s as to make it sound like I was moaning. It sure doesn’t sound like we’re having intercourse from how I’m explaining, but if you downstairs, I think you’d get it.


“You like it when my cock is inside you, yeah?” he breathed, slamming the headboard harder into the wall, that’s when I saw it. I small little glint flashed in his eyes, he shoved the headboard harder and faster, smirking as I gasped at how strong he was.


As I sat up a bit, I was being pushed back down by Jace who was coming closer to my face by the second. (Hey, Jace and face rhyme! Sorry to ruin the moment)


“Five minutes to spare.” He breathed against my lips, him closing his eyes as his lips gracefully met mine. The headboard broke, the wall cracked, his bed collapsed.


Jace and I opened our eyes, me letting out a giggle as we have clearly messed his room up a tad. “Three minutes, want to make this worth while?” I ask him, without him answering, I pull his face back to mine, our lips touching again, causing a little shock.


He moved his hands so that they were on my thighs, squeezing them lightly causing me to bite his lip in surprise.


“Fuck, careful with those teeth of yours.” He growled lowly, wrapping my legs around his waist. Then a knocking was heard, “Your time is up!” Matthew called from the other side of the door. “J-just a minu-minute!” I stammered, my breath shallow as Jace played with the zipper on my jeans, kissing me one last time.


“You guys coming yet?” Matthew called out impatiently, you could just hear the smirk in his voice though. “She said just a minute!” Jace sang, kissing my shoulder before pulling me up from the dishevelled looking bed.


“What’s taking you guys so long?” Matthew then barged into the room, stopping mid-step as he viewed the broken bed, the broken headboard, and the cracked wall. “You guys actually did it, huh?” he looked proud, he crossed his arms and wolf-whistled.


I fixed the beanie on my head as Jace fixed his shirt and coat. “Maybe we did, maybe we didn’t.” I said mysteriously, tugging Jace with me downstairs, sharing Matthew a little kiss on his hand.


A kiss on the hand shows respect and honour, so please, don’t make it weird when you see everyone kissing everyone’s hand.


“Wow, you guys were so loud!” Drew laughed, taking a swig from his pint. I put a finger to my lips, “We didn’t actually do it.” I whisper in his ear, trying to stay quiet. He nodded, ‘zipping his mouth shut’.


“Jace, your turn...” Harry said, a bit annoyed. Jace spun the bottle, it landing on Matthew. “Matthew, truth or dare?” Louis raised his eyebrows, “Dare.” He said, kissing my shoulder. “I dare you to do anything you’ve ever wanted to do to Mealotte in your room.” He put his thick accent more on the word, ‘your’.


Matt smiled and nodded, literally dragging me into his room. I didn’t even want to know what he wants to do to me exactly. I don’t even want to go inside his room because he has all of this kinky shit in his room.


“So. What are we going to do in here?” I ask him nervously, scratching my arm. “We’re going to roleplay.” He mumbled in my ear, squeezing my bum making me jolt upwards. “Roleplay what?” I whisper hurriedly, pushing myself back down and away from his face.


“Does this give you a clue?” He smirked, holding up a school-girl outfit and a teacher’s outfit. He even held up two other costumes. “You can choose, do you want to be the student? Or do you want to be the teacher?” he said softly, stroking my cheek with his thumb.


“Um, I’ll be the student, I guess.” I mumbled, avoiding his eyes while taking the short suit and step into his washroom.


As I finished changing, I tied my hair and pulled the socks higher, pulled the skirt a bit lower, adjusted my white shirt and walked out of the washroom shyly. As I looked up, Matt was already dressed up behind his desk.


Why does he have a DESK in his room anyways?!


I waved slightly, resting my hands on his desk. “Hey.” I say softly, giving a smile as I didn’t know what to do. I’m actually, I’m actually a virgin.


It just seems like I’m not


“What do I do?” I say out of embarrassment making Matt cough, “You’re saying you haven’t had sex yet?” he asks in disbelief. I shook my head as yes, I am saying that I haven’t had sex yet.


“Do you want me to teach you?” he pulled me closer by the tie and kissed my ear gently. “S-sure. I guess.” I ran a hand through my hair as he smirked and took off the dress coat he had on.


I guess I’m losing my virginity to my friend.


Not my best friend.

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