𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗰, 𝗳.𝘄

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁
𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝘁𝗼 18+

1903 𝘄𝗰, 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱. 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗶 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗶𝘁.

𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗺!

Boris opened his mouth, pulling the bong away & motioning for the girl to come closer.
Y/n gladly opened her mouth as her lips hovered over Boris'.

She felt the smoke enter her mouth, slowly inhaling. She could feel the other people on the couch scoot over as they made out. Boris had his hand around her throat & she happily sat in his lap.

"God, what a whore." They pulled away from each other slowly, seeing Kotku carefully sipping out of her red solo cup.

"заткнись, уродливая сука." Boris' raspy voice could be heard over the loud music.

Kotku scoffed, "you didn't seem to think I was ugly two months ago-"

"I said Молчи!" He shouted, irritated with his obnoxious ex girlfriend, if you could even call her that.

Y/n cowered as she got off of his lap, covering her ears. Her trip wasn't fun anymore & neither was her high.

"All you do is ruin our day, leave y/n alone!" He continued to shout, drawing the attention of others.

Kotku only rolled her eyes, turning to the crowd, "don't let this cheater manipulate you, he's a fucking disappointment." She muttered before storming off.

Y/n had her eyes tightly shut, rocking back & forth as she still covered her ears. She didn't like the situation. Boris looked over at her, the scowl on his face quickly leaving.

"Shh... is okay детка." He tried soothing her, wrapping his arms around her waist & pulling her to himself again.

She didn't realize she was crying until she buried her head into his shoulder, she didn't like when Boris yelled. It gave her terrible anxiety.

"Are you okay?" She heard his hushed voice whisper to her.

She hummed & cautiously nodded her head, "mhm."

Not long after, she felt Boris soothingly rubbing her back. Y/n knew that the party had went back to normal, everyone stopped staring & went back to talking to their friends or getting high.

"I can't feel my nose." She muttered.
She sat up & faced him. Boris smirked & reached into his pocket.

He pulled out another Xanax, handing it to her, "crush it up." He whispered to her.

She knew she shouldn't have listened to him, she just wanted to come down from her high & go to sleep, next to Boris where she felt the safest.

But she ignored herself, obeying the lanky Russian. She quickly leaned towards the table that Boris had his feet propped up on.

She set the pill down & Boris handed her his cup that had alcohol in it. "Here, I help."

He put his hand over hers & helped her crush up the Xanax. "Straw." He mumbled.

Y/n looked around, but she couldn't find any type of straw or material. She hesitated, taking out the five dollar bill, the only bit of money left to her name.

"Ah, good!" Boris cheered, motioning for her to roll the money up while he aligned the powder. She looked between the boy & the table.

Would this help her?

"Is okay to be nervous, but you are safe with me." Boris had brought his hand up, patting her hair.

She could feel her heart beat in her ears, gulping thickly as she took the money, rolled it up & bent down to snort the crushed up pill.

"Fuck!" She moaned out, sitting up & holding her nose. "It burns!"

Boris chuckled & grabbed her chin. He kissed her to take away her pain... or to at least distract her from it. "Thought you said you could not feel nose."

"Well I can definitely feel it now." She whispered.

Boris hummed & sat up, grabbing her hand to lead her somewhere more secluded.

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"I'm just saying... you... with me... equals party." Boris grinned, looking over at y/n who was certainly gone at this point.

Her eyes were glossed over with a red hue, hooded by her eye lids. Her speech was slow & slurred. She raised her eyebrows & smiled like she was confused. "We're already at a party... ?"

"Oh... true." He replied, staring up at the ceiling. "I like spending time with you."

"Me too."

"What?" He asked.

Y/n shrugged, "I said me too."

"You like hanging out with yourself?"

"What?" She turned to look at him. "No, I like spending time with you."

"That is what I just said."

"Never mind, Boris." She replied, sighing out as she leaned her head back against the bed.

For a little background information, the two aren't dating. Y/n was adopted by Xandra & Larry two years ago, making Theo her step brother.

It's not like they cared about y/n -well Theo did- but Larry & Xandra only care about the states money. You would think one child would be enough.

Theo is extremely uncomfortable with the idea of y/n & Boris dating, which is hard for the two of them because there has always been an attraction between them.

"I just don't like the thought of her getting more attention from you than me... I'll feel left out." Theo would try to explain to Boris, but it would always go in one ear & out the other.

Because as soon as Boris would watch her come down the stairs to hang out with them, he knew she'd be his main focus for the rest of the night.

He knew it wasn't fair for Theo, but he couldn't stop, y/n just made his life easier.

The first real attraction that they had, was that night on the couch. It was approximately seven-eight months after y/n was adopted. It was one in the morning.

Boris & Theo we're sprawled out on the couch, watching some movie that Boris didn't even understand. The lights were off & it was almost completely dark, except for the light of the TV.

Y/n came down the stairs, not being able to sleep, so she wanted to be around the Russian druggie. She came around & plopped down onto the couch beside Boris.

"Y/n?" Theo tiredly mumbled.

"Yeah?"

"Boris?" He tried again.

"что это?"

"I think imma go to sleep, will you turn the TV off when you're off to bed?" He asked the two.

"Sure." They both mumbled at the same time.

Theo got up & went up stairs, probably crashing right to sleep considering he was high all day.

Boris moved his leg to y/n's playfully, causing her to lightly push him away, a smile on their faces.

He pushed back, wrapping his arm around her shoulder & resting his hand on her breast. "Do you mind?"

She contently laid her head between his armpit & shoulder. He smelled like laundry detergent & Theo's shampoo. "No, not at all."

Boris smirked before turning his body, moving so his hand was now in her underwear. She moaned quietly as he traced her entrance, feeling how wet she was.

"Are you always this wet, puppy?"

"Only when I'm around you." She whispered near his ear.

She glanced at his long black curls, reaching up & playing with them. "You're so cute."

Boris blushed, going to press kisses to her neck as he played with her clit with his now wet fingers. "Not as cute as you."

That night they had slept together. They had to wake up earlier than Theo, so they wouldn't be seen together. They've been keeping this charade up every now & then.

Sometimes they would be on 'breaks' even though they've never dated. They were kind of off & on.

"I wanna feel something, Boris." She told him from the other side of the bed, her eyelids getting heavy.

Boris looked over at her & pursed his lips, "we should go home now."

He convinced her to go outside, where they caught an Uber, giving him y/n last five dollars.

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They stumbled into y/n's room, Boris repeatedly kissing her lips. "Mwuah, mwuah, mwuah."

Y/n giggled as she basically tore her own clothes off, lying face down in her comfy bed, naked.

Boris cooed & leaned forward to give her ass a quick slap, stripping himself of his own clothes as well.

He laid down beside her, on his back.
"Sorry... about Kotku." He played with her fingers.

"S'okay Boris. You're not a disappointment."

He leaned over & kissed her lips, wanting to spread her legs & make her cum as many times as her body would allow, but he wanted to make sure she wanted it too.

He cautiously grabbed her hand & brought it down to his cock, begging for attention.

"Mmh, you're so hard." She began stroking him. Boris leaned his head back & let out a deep breath. He nearly died when she circled his tip with her thumb.

"Yeah, just like that, fuck I'm gonna make you feel so good." He groaned, his thick accent making her wet.

They knew the night wasn't over yet & that they'd be sleeping in tomorrow.

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"Gonna cum, gonna cum." Y/n whispered while she rode Boris' cock. Her cheeks were red & she couldn't stop moaning, her legs shaky.

"Yeah? Fuck, just ride it, baby." Boris teased, watching as her cunt smoothly glided down his cock, making it slick with her arousal.

"B-Boris I'm gonna cum, oh my god." Her legs shook more aggressively. Boris brought his hand down to her bare clit, applying light pressure & rubbing circles, letting her body guide his pace. "Cum on it, baby. It's all yours."

& that's what it took to tip her over the edge. Her legs closed around his hand & she fell to the side as her release washed over her. She would let out small whimpers & gasps.

Boris rubbed her thighs to ease her tension, knowing she's extremely sensitive & it can be overwhelming for her. He kissed her shoulder softly. "That was a powerful one."

She turned to face him, her legs still slightly shaking. "It... it was so good."

"It looked good." He teased.

Y/n looked over at his cock, noticing that he still hadn't cum & this was their third round.

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"Oh, fuck!"

"Lemme see it, squirt for me детка." Boris had one of her legs pinned against her chest & the other on this shoulder. He rubbed at her clit while pounding into her deeply.

Her mouth hung open & she let out short gasps for air. Boris threw his head back & shut his eyes tightly, feeling his high approaching rather quickly.

His mind was on y/n's cunt as he pounded faster. Y/n let out a whine of his name as she squirted on his cock. He wasn't mad that she came before him, he slowed his pace & felt his climax wash over him.

He trapped y/n between his arms as his chest heaved, his hair tickling her forehead. "Boris!" She giggled.

He laughed & plopped down beside her. "You think it's all out of our systems?" He asked her breathlessly.

"I don't know." Y/n shrugged, "you look like you're gonna get hard again."

Boris rolled his eyes & playfully shoved her.
"I love you."

She looked over at him, bringing her hand up to caress his pale cheek. "I love you too."

"We were kinda loud..."

"I know, do you think Theo heard us?" She asked.

"Let's hope not, I like sneaking around with you."

заткнись, уродливая сука. - shut up, ugly bitch.

Молчи - shut up/be quiet

Детка - baby

что это? - what is it?

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