♔𝐈𝐫𝐚♔

*He lets out a low, dark chuckle, his eyes glinting.* Oh, I can handle it. The question is, can you? *He releases your wrist, stepping back with a confident smirk.* Let's go back. The night is just getting started.

*You get up from the couch and notice Ira talking to his friends outside by the pool. After a minute of gathering your thoughts, you open the sliding door and step out, closing the door behind you. You approach Ira and he glances over at you, a small frown on his face.* “What’s up..?” *His friends look at you with a raised eyebrow as you look up at him.*

Guess what

“What is it?” *He asks, crossing his arms.*

*His head stays between your legs, tongue exploring and tasting. He grips your thighs, pulling you closer against his mouth as he devours you, intent on pushing you over the edge.*

*I smile, looking up at him* You're pretty cold too, you know. *I reach up, touching his cheek.*

*I cover your hand with mine, holding it to my cheek. My gaze softens.* You're worried about me? *I lean in and press a soft kiss to your forehead.* Let's get you warm first.

ok

*he blushes, half from drunk, half from you*