Inside of You [One Shot]

A Story by LadyRae

There really is no summary for this. It's what played through my mind as I was listening to the song "Inside of You" by Hoobastank.

You lean against the counter and sway from side to side. The music flowing through the speakers is intoxicating and you find yourself compelled to move. You lazily flip through one of Bill's many fashion magazines, snorting occasionally when a to thin, anorexic model appears. the music slowly dies, as another song starts up again. Your lips twitch into a small smile when you recognize it. You continue to move to the beat, letting it caress you.

You are so consumed in the music that you never hear the sound of sneaker clad feet walking into the small kitchenette. Nor do you hear said feet drop into the chair behind you. Your eyes remain closed as you, more aggressively, move your hips. You softly hum the lyrics to the song. You lightly laugh as you listen. The lyrics giving off an air of naughtiness. You still don't notice the entranced young man sitting behind you.

It seems so obvious

There's something up with us

I swear I feel it

From across the room.

So can I ask you this?

Not to be forward, miss,

But I think I'll kill myself

If I never know...

You push yourself off the counter and move with the beat the song is producing. From behind you, said young man shifts, feeling himself harden at the sight of you moving so erotically. He shifts again, trying to find some relief of the tightening feeling that has developed in his lower regions. You continue to move, not carrying anymore who has seen you or not. The song is intoxicating and has pulled you in. Behind you, dirty images pass through his mind's eye. The many things he wishes to do to you.

What do I have to do

To get inside of you?

Cause I love the way you move,

When I'm inside of you.

When I'm inside of you...

You run your fingers along your stomach, feeling the soft skin. As the lyrics continue to pour out of the speakers, you picture a certain person. You imagine his fingers on your skin, his lips on yours, you can feel every last inch of him. As if he was actually there. You are still oblivious to the person behind you, unaware of the way their eyes roam your body. You never see the way he licks his lip ring and the erection clothed in his jeans.

Just ask and I will do

Anything you want me to

There is no limit

To how far I will go..

And I'm sure I can't pretend

To be a gentlemen..

But before I began,

I just gotta know,

Just gotta know....

You twist and turn, creating fluid movements with your body. Completely intoxicated by the music. You hear nothing else, but the song, running through your veins, making every last inch of you vibrate. You feel the heat in your body rise a few temperatures as the images in your head play over and over. Like your own personal slide show. A soft moan escapes your lips as you continue to move, pushing against the hard counter. Pretending it was his body you felt. A soft beeping was heard, but you paid no mind to it. The person behind you jumped slightly, before digging out his cell phone.

Another sigh escapes his swollen lips as he goes back to watching you. A shiver runs through you as your fingers dance along your body, feeling your muscles work with each movement you make.

What do I have to do

To get inside of you?

Cuz I love the way you move,

When I'm inside of you.

When I'm inside of you...

For now I'll play the game

And I'm waiting for your move

But I've got to say

That I never lose..

A quick intake of breath passes your lips as you run your fingers across your breasts, feeling your n*****s harden. It has just registered in your fogged mind exactly how aroused you have become. You curse the name of the one who did this, but not with out softly laughing. You know it is far from his fault. For it was you who pictured him. You turn back to the magazine, feeling the song slowly come to an end. You resume your flipping, scoffing as another anorexic model appears on the page. You wonder what it took to become so skinny that you look like you were ready to pass out. You shake your head in amusement before turning the page again.

From behind, the person you have been thinking of has finally had enough. As much as he loved the show and the game it played on him, he found himself to far gone to just walk away. He pushed himself back up and softly approached you. With a soft gasp, you melted as soon as his arms wrapped your waist. You felt his breath ghost your skin as he pulled you against him, craving ever last inch of you. You feel his fingers against your skin, sending shock after shock of heat through you. He kisses behind you ear before moving to the shell, licking along the outside. You shudder and moan. Your legs softly quiver. You need him. You need to feel him. He pulls back and breaths across the damp skin before quietly speaking:

"What do I have to do

To get inside of you?

Cuz I love the way you move,

When I'm inside of you."