EroticReverie

Valentina

I loved seeing Kevin and Aiden, and I loved that they didn't make it uncomfortable that I had shut them out for two years too. I loved that they understood and treated me as if no time had passed. And maybe I was crazy, but I loved that Bane was jealous of Kevin when he'd hugged me a second time. Part of me wanted to be a bitch and tell him that if he thought me hugging someone else and his friend harmlessly flirting with me a bit stung, imagine what it would be like to watch me fuck another guy, like I had to watch him fuck that girl that night. But alas, I did not say that, because another smaller part of me liked that even after two years he was clearly protective of me. 

As we sat there talking , I'd almost forgotten I was mad at Bane. Almost forgotten everything bad for that amount of time I sat there talking with Kevin and Aiden.  Bane hadn't talked much and he probably thought I didnt notice, but I did notice how he tense up when I talked about any male friends back in NY. I knew that I had zero attraction to any of them, no matter how utterly attractive they actually were. But he didn't know that, and I enjoyed watching him squirm, and try to fight his jealously silenty from his side of the small bar table. 

Now we were sitting there by ourselves, and when I'd walked out of the bathroom earlier, and the way he looked at me , it again felt like none of it happened. He just looked at me with the same intensity he always did before, looked at me like I was the only person in the room. The same way he was looking at me right now. 

I bite my straw and look at his mouth, because apparently I'm in the mood to make bad choices, cause all I can think about is kissing him. How bad I need it. But I set my drink down.

"Where do we go now?" I ask. 

He swallows and his eyes are on my mouth now as I lick my lips again, not sexually, but just skim them and I watch his jaw clench and see him take a deep breath that I can't hear over the televisions. 

"Where do yo want to go?" he asks me and I bite the side of my lip and look away and then back to him. 

"Anywhere." I say.

"for the rest of the night...I want to pretend like nothing bad happened." I say and his brows pinch. 

"I don't want to talk about the past, unless it's the good stuff. Just for tonight. I just want to be happy for one night." I say. 

He nods. "Okay." 

"Take me anywhere Bane. I don't care where we go." I tell him and he stands up and goes to reach for my hand but pulls away and I notice, so when I stand I walk beside him to the door and once we're outside I lift my hand into his, locking my fingers through his. 

He looks down, almost tripping over his feet.

"Just pretend with me, okay?" I say as I look up at him and he stops. 

"I don't know how." he says. 

"I don't deserve to get to pretend with you Valentina." he says. 

I turn to him and look up at him as I step closer to him. 

"It's Valentine." I say and he sighs.

"And I don't care about what you deserve and don't deserve. I'm asking you for this. I'm asking you to just forget it for tonight." I say. 

"If you dont think you deserve it...then think about what I deserve." I say. 

"anything you want." he says softly. 

I nod. "Damn straight." 

This earns me a slight smile, the side of his mouth lifting. 

I want to kiss the quirk of his mouth, but instead I grab his hand again. 

"Walk with me." I tell him. 

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We walk and just let the silence and the music from other bars on the block humming through the windows keep the silence between us more comfortable. 

I point to one of the smaller bars, that's always packed with people our age , it's more of a dance club, cause they don't actually serve alcohol. Which you think wouldn't be popular, but it is. Because if people really want to drink, they can go to any of the other bars. 

"Buy me a fruity drink and dance with me." I say as I pull him across the street and he lets out a slight laugh. 

Once in the bar there's a few familiar faces, but none I know well enough to say hi to, but a few guys do say hi to Bane, as I stand at the bar and order my non alcoholic pina colada. While it's being made , I watch Bane a few steps away as he politely speaks to the guys that are asking him questions. 

He's looking at me as I stand with my back to the bar, and the guys he's with look at me and I can tell they're asking him about me when they lean in to speak to him, cause they're eyes are on me along with his and he shakes his head. I assume they ask if I'm his girl , and one of them must mention something he doesnt like because his eyes leave mine to give the guy a death glare. 

I smile to myself and step from the bar and to him, as the guys watch me and I watch Bane tense as I put my body to his, my hand sliding up his chest. His eyes looking all over my face as I look at nobody but him. 

I slide my hand up behind his neck and pull him down and bring my mouth to his ear. 

"I need you to pay for my drink." I say and I feel him let out a laugh and I smile pulling back , then grab his shirt and stepping backward , pulling him with me, completely ignoring the guys he was speaking to, not bothering to introduce myself. 

"Thank you." he says. 

"Uh huh" I say and smile and turn around. 

"What did they say that had you looking like you were about to murder them?" I ask over my shoulder.

"What?" he asks leaning down, and his one hand is on the bar, the other, on my waist and I can't help the way my body reacts and my eyes close with his hand just on my waist. 

I ask him again after opening my eyes. 

"You know exactly what they said." he says. "Something about you." 

His hand on my waist grips tighter, and I feel everything inside me light up, I feel my thighs press together, feel my nipples tighten in my bra and I lean back into him as the person behind the bar sets my drink down. Bane, is nudging his nose against the side of my head in my hair.

His free hand takes out his wallet and hands it right to me.

"You pay." he says. "Because I can't stop touching you." he says in my ear, his other hand on the other side of my waist and I'm about to combust. 

I feel him pull me closer to him, his hips matching mine, and god fucking damnit. He's hard and pressing into me. 

"You smell so good." he says as I slide a credit card to the girl behind the bar just raising her brow at us with a little grin. 

My eyes flutter closed as his nose nudges my ear. 

"Valentine." he groans my name softly, the whisper of his voice pushing against my ear making goosebumps erupt everywhere.

"I don't want to dance Valentine. I want to take you home and get you out of these clothes, and fuck you on every surface of my damn house. Because when you leave...I want the reminder of tonight, everywhere." he says, and I let out a gasp as his hands pull up the sides of my top just so he can rest his hands on my skin. 

The woman turns back , hands me the card and I put it in his wallet. I don't touch the drink as I turn and look at him. 

"Get me out of here." I tell him.