Grounded (KeithxOC)

🌶 Crossing Lines 🍋

Keith ignored the complaining girl and kept walking with Akiko. Her tee shirt was soaked in a watery substance that was difficult to look at. She wobbled back and forth while giggling at him despite the unfortunate situation. It was a clear sign she probably over drank just as Hunk had. Really, looking back Keith could say they all over drank. He hadn't drank that much since the night he desperately tried to forget Akiko at a party. Oh and the mistake he made that night. Now there he was, walking alongside the very girl he tried to forget. She'd spent most of her night cuddled close to him. Things were better, but could he stop himself from making a similar mistake?

"Ugh. I smell bad. Please take me to your bathroom, Keith." She stumbled to the side, but he quickly caught her.

"I will. Your bedroom isn't too much further." He chuckled at the pouting girl.

She abruptly stopped and stood up as straight as she could. "Just take me to your bathroom. It's closer! I need a shower asap!" It was a purposeful plan to end up in his room instead.

He rolled his eyes. "It's barely any closer, Ki."

With a stomp of her foot and a giggle she started walking again. "That's where I'm going, love." He froze wide-eyed at the pet name. "You comin' or not?" She giggled again. Keith shook his head and rushed toward the girl, grabbing onto her hand once again.

He carefully guided her through his bedroom door as she giggled, too lost in thought to walk straight. The foul stench of her puked covered shirt made their eyes water. She stopped walking for a brief moment, just quick enough to bop a confused Keith on the nose. It followed with giggles that made him shake his head, but he couldn't help but smile at how adorable she was behaving.

"Babe, no this way." he pulled her into the bathroom and set her down on a stool, bending down with her. Her hands went to his shoulders reactively. He smiled and shook his head before he began untying her white sneakers.

"Keith, even though I got covered in puke, tonight was fun. I had fun with you." She smiled wide, down at the guy taking off her shoes. "I loved being cuddled up against you." Her filter was washed away from the Nunvil, making her say everything on her mind. "I like people knowing we like each other. Oh and that kiss. I liked that."

He loved how excited she was over their kiss and cuddling. It made him feel powerful. "We'll get you cleaned up and then we can keep having a good night." 

She lifted her feet up, one at a time, for him to roll off her socks. Next he stood up and brought her with him. He groaned looking at the mess, but also because of what step was next. He needed to help her undress but wanted to keep things appropriate. Just thinking about her exposed, soft skin made him anxious. He cleared his throat nervously and began to unbutton her pants. The pants were safe from the projectile so he pulled them down her legs, asking her to step out of the pant leg one at a time.

"Enjoying yourself?" She chuckled, loving the blush her teasing caused.

"More than you know." He muttered before standing back up. "God. It's even in your hair." He grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it up over her head carefully. He tossed the shirt in the stink before turning back to her. "There-there you go." His breath hitched as he caught sight of her exposed body. Her porcelain skin was glowing ever so softly. Delicate and tender. His eyes trailed over the curves of her silhouette making him forget what he was saying. She wore a red lace bralette with black silky underwear. The red clashed with the stark dark color of her hair and popped against her pale skin. 

He cleared his throat nervously but averted his gaze. "I'll go grab you some clothes to change into when you're done." He scratched the back of his head, tousling his hair.