Note: This was a request from @xionasuralee for Raleigh to hunt MC down at a party and smutiness to ensue. I decided to tie this into everything happening in canon right now and assume MC would go to a Vinyl’s after party, even after her embarrassing stunt.
Aria closes the bedroom door and lets her head fall against it with a thud. Lord knows why she let Fiona talk her into still attending this Vinyls after party at Ellis Knight’s house after the embarrassing display she put on at the show. It had been like an out of body experience, rushing onstage and trying to out-sing Jaylen. There’s no excuse for her behavior, but hearing her rival, even if mainly for publicity’s sake, sing the very personal song Aria spent years writing and claim it as her own filled Aria with blind rage. There’s a million ways she could have handled the situation better, but in the heat of the moment, she didn’t, and now she must suffer the embarrassing consequences.
She’d tried to walk into the party with her head held high. After all, Fiona had reminded her that all publicity is good publicity – just look at Kanye. But she doesn’t want to be a Kanye, or a Bieber, or a Raleigh Carrera for that matter, so the stares and whispers started to get to her, and she had to get away. She’d come to the Vinyls as Avery’s date, but she didn’t want to ruin his big night by ditching him or asking him to leave early, so she let him mingle and do his thing while she quietly slipped away to this empty guest room on the far side of Ellis’s mansion.
Aria sits at the edge of the bed and dramatically flops back, taking deep breaths and staring at the ceiling while relishing in the quiet solitude. It’s tempting to just curl up and fall asleep right then and there. She’s lost deep in thought when the door handle rattles, and she bolts upright to the edge of the bed again. For a split second she thinks and hopes it might Avery, but she’s conflicted by who actually walks through the door.
“There you are, Campbell.” Raleigh closes the door and leans his back against it, arms folded across his chest. He’s lost the bow tie and jacket, but still has his suit vest on with his dress shirt underneath, sleeves rolled halfway up his forearms and top three buttons undone. “You know how many guest rooms I had to check to find you?”
She’s definitely not thinking about the hint of his chiseled chest she can see or how sexy his tattoos look peaking out from under his sleeves. “You didn’t have to check any. I didn’t ask you come after me,” She snaps, annoyed at his unwanted presence.
Maybe Raleigh doesn’t deserve it, but the way he makes her feel is infuriating. Ever since they “broke up,” he’s been contacting her plenty, but every time it seems to end in some middle of the night secret rendezvous, with one of the two sneaking back to their own place so as not to be caught by paparazzi and fuel rumors of a rekindling of their relationship. When Fiona had told her she could bring a date, a real date of her choosing, to the Vinyls, Raleigh was the first person who’d popped into her mind, but just as quickly she pushed that idea aside. Aria would like their relationship to be more, but Raleigh’s keeps refusing to give any indication that what they have is anything more than physical. Avery, conversely, has made a point to get to take his time getting to know her. Sure there hadn’t been the instantaneous sparks like she had with Raleigh, but the slow burning flame has grown in intensity over time. Avery’s a great guy and would be really good for Aria, so she chose him as her date instead. The last thing she needs is Raleigh here confusing things even more.
Raleigh strides over to where Aria is on the bed and lifts her chin with his index finger, staring intensely into her eyes. “So you want me to leave you alone? I’ll go if you tell me to.” The corners of his lips quirk upwards, seemingly confident he already knows what she’s going to say.
Go away, her head is telling her to say – but his proximity, the scent of his cologne, his eyes darkened with desire – it’s all making it impossible for her to turn him away. She swallows hard as the aching need in her belly grows. “No, Don’t go,” she implores, her voice not much more than a whisper.
Raleigh’s knowing grin turns into a full blown smirk. “That’s what I thought.” In one smooth motion, he pushes her back onto the bed and kneels on the floor between her legs. His hands slide up her smooth thighs, pushing the skirt of the little black dress she changed into for the party over her hips. He hooks his fingers into the waistband of her lacy black thong and slides it down her legs and over her stiletto heels, depositing it in his pants pocket. Then he spreads her legs apart and swipes a finger through her folds. “Fuck, you are so wet already.”
Raleigh brings his finger to Aria’s mouth, coating her lips with her own arousal. She moans into his mouth as he licks her lips clean, tastes herself on him as their tongues collide.
“Why do you taste so fucking good?” He growls before dropping back down between her legs, throwing them over his shoulders and scooting her all the way to the edge of the bed. She tilts her hips up, his tongue connecting with her clit just right. His mouth warm and wet against her skin is setting her nerves endings on fire. With every swipe and flick of his tongue, her pleasure builds, and when he glides two fingers inside her waiting entrance, she’s fisting the blanket hard in her hands, both begging for release and never wanting it to end.
Aria twists her fingers through Raleigh’s hair, tugging just hard enough for him to moan against her sex. The combination of the vibration along with everything else is too much, and she’s about to explode. “Raleigh, keep going,” she pleads.
Raleigh suddenly pulls back and gets to his feet. “Not so fast. You can’t come until I’m inside you. Turn over, on your hands and knees,” he commands and she obeys. She hears his zipper open, the clang of his belt buckle as his pants drop to the floor. The familiar crinkling of a condom wrapper opening follows and moments later, he’s flush against her backside, the tip of his cock teasing its way in. He pushes in slowly, her tight walls gripping every inch of his shaft. “Oh, fuck,” he groans as he finally thrusts all the way in.
His hands run over her ass and up her back, sweeping her hair to the side. Raleigh kisses and nibbles up the side of her neck and then whispers in her ear. “You like it when I tell you what to do, don’t you?” he asks and Aria nods affirmatively. “Good girl,” he praises and it makes her whimper. He begins to move faster, hitting her sweet spot with each deep thrust. He grasps her hair in one hand, wrapping it around and tugging hard, sending shivers down her spine.
Aria’s getting close again, her core tightening and breaths coming quicker. Raleigh reaches around, rubbing circles over her clit. “Come for me now,” he urges and that’s all she needs. Closing her eyes, she sees fireworks behind her eyelids as fiery pleasure radiates outward from her core, and she sobs out Raleigh’s name.
“Yes, Aria!” Raleigh calls out, pounding into her harder and faster, digging his fingertips into her hips until he groans loudly, shuddering against her as he finds his release.
Raleigh flips Aria over and kisses her hard before cleaning himself up and putting himself back together. Aria’s still lying on the bed motionless, unable to stand yet on her wobbly legs. “Leaving so soon?” She says instead of asking him to stay and lie with her a bit longer. She doesn’t know why she would expect this time to be any different.
“We’ve both been away from the party too long. You should get back to your date,” he laughs but there’s an edge and a bitterness to his voice. Is it jealousy, wishing her was her date instead? If she didn’t know better, she’d think so, but he’s had every opportunity to ask her for something more, yet something is always holding him back. “Until next time…” He winks at her before turning to walk out the door.”
Aria rolls her eyes and lets out a frustrated groan. This time, there won’t be a next time, she promises herself. She deserves better, and if Raleigh can’t give that, she’ll find someone, like Avery, who can.