Note: This came from a request for the smut prompts Saddle up, doll and You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad for Drake and Olivia and We’re in public you know and take off your clothes off for Liam and MC. It is set during Riley’s Vegas bachelorette party.
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“Where did Liam and Riley go?” Maxwell stood on his tip toes and scanned the dark and crowded club. “We can’t leave the guests of honor behind at their own party!”
“Ugh,” Olivia scoffed. “They are probably off fucking in the bathroom, or on the street corner or wherever. They aren’t much for modesty as far as that is concerned.”
Hana’s mouth fell open. “Olivia!”
“Please Hana, it’s time you stopped acting so innocent. You’ve been around me, and them, long enough now to not be scandalized by what I said. You know its true.”
“But still, you could be a little more ladylike.” Hana scolded.
“Hana, we may technically be ladies of the court, but that doesn’t mean we have to act like it outside of court. I, for one, am no prim and proper lady.”
“Heh.” Drake chuckled. “You could say that again.”
Olivia glared at Drake, sending shivers down his spine. “Fuck off Walker!”
“I rest my case,” Drake said smugly.
“Enough hate-flirting guys.” Maxwell interjected. “We need to find them so we can get going.”
“That’s not-” Drake shook his head. Sure she was hot in her tight, red, sparkly dress. Maybe he kept staring at the porcelain skin of her decolletage. But she irritated him to no end and he they were definitely not flirting. “Whatever, I’m going upstairs to the rooftop patio to see if they are there.”
“I’m going too. With the amount of whiskey you’ve consumed, I’m not sure you can be trusted to find your way anywhere.”
“How sweet Livi. I know you just want an excuse to stay close to me.” Olivia let out an exasperated sigh and pushed Drake towards the stairs.
“Maxwell and I will look around down here some more. You two behave!” Hana called after them.
***
Riley was backed up against the cool stone wall, Liam pressed firmly against her, his hands roaming up and down her body, mouth on hers, then kissing down her neck to her collarbone sending electric tingles across her skin. “The things I want to do to you Riley…We don’t need to wait until we get back to our hotel room do we? I have a feeling Maxwell is not letting this night end any time soon and I can’t wait. I need you now.”
“Liam..” Riley moaned as he ground his hard length into her thigh. Riley spun him around so his back was against the wall. She had just enough to drink to be a bit reckless. She began to undo his belt. “Take off your clothes,” she purred in his ear.
“Riley, uh, “we’re in public you know.”
“And has that ever stopped us before? There’s only a few smokers coming and going around the corner. Just drop your pants and keep quiet. I’ll take care of the rest.” Liam’s pants fell to the ground and Riley peeled down his boxer briefs. His cock sprung free and she grabbed the base, feeling it twitch in her hand. She licked a salty bead of pre-cum from the tip before swirling her tongue around the head and swallowing as much of him as she could take. Liam twisted his hands in her hair and threw his head back and she bobbed up and down his shaft.
***
Olivia followed behind Drake on the stairs. He turned his head back and asked, “Enjoying the view back there?”
Olivia rolled her eyes. She was, in fact, enjoying watching Drake’s ass in his tight jeans as he moved up the stairs, but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing that. Just because he was obnoxious didn’t mean she couldn’t admire his body. He was wearing a tan herringbone blazer with a light blue dress shirt underneath, and she would have bet money Maxwell dressed him. She wasn’t complaining about that though. “Just keep moving.”
Suddenly Drake stopped and Olivia crashed into his back side. She yelped and grabbed onto him to keep from stumbling. Drake sat back on the stairs facing her. “See, I know you couldn’t keep your hands off me.”
Olivia’s heart started racing but she tried to keep a calm demeanor. “Why have you seemingly made it your mission in life to infuriate me?”
Drake’s expression shifted, eyes growing darker and his gaze sending unwelcome heat to her core. “I like to see you get all worked up. You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”
Olivia felt her cheeks flush and was thankful for the dimly lit staircase because maybe Drake wouldn’t notice that the color probably matched her dress. “Very funny. Now I know you have had too much to drink. Let’s go find them and get out of here before they send a search party for us too.”
Up on the roof, there were a few people around on the patio furniture, but there was no sign of Liam and Riley. Olivia spotted a walled off area leading to the restrooms and pointed it out to Drake. “That’s the only possible place they could be if they are up here. You check the men’s, I’ll check the women’s.”
Just before they rounded the corner, Drake put his arm out to stop Olivia. “Did you hear that?”
Olivia listened and heard the faint moaning sounds. “I’m afraid to look.” Despite her words she was curious and she peaked her head around the corner and Drake followed suit. There was Liam, eyes closed against the wall, hands in Riley’s hair as she knelt on the ground in front of him.
Drake pulled Olivia back around the corner. “I’m not going to be the one to interrupt them. Figures she would be on his knees for him.”
“Please.” Olivia huffed. “Don’t act like you aren’t wishing that was you there with her.”
“I’m not going to pretend I’m completely over her, but if that were us, the roles would be reversed. I’d be on my knees taking care of her. Ladies first is how it should be.” A wistful look flitted across Drake’s face.
“Oh,” is the only reply Olivia could muster. Not only could she relate as she wasn’t over Liam either, but Drake was charming in a way she had never cared to notice before and couldn’t quite explain. She spent so much time trying to hate Drake that she never realized how alike they were. She found herself fighting the unwanted urge to push him up against the wall too and have her way with him. “Well…I suppose we just go sit over there and wait.”
“Good call. From the sound of it, they’ll be done soon.”
Not more than two minutes later, Liam and Riley emerged. “Drake, Olivia, umm, hi.” Liam stuttered. “We were just using the restrooms.”
Drake and Olivia shared a knowing look and Drake clapped Liam on the back. “Sure…Anyway, Maxwell is going to have a fit if we don’t leave soon.”
The group reconvened and Maxwell let them to the next destination which turned out to be a burlesque show. Olivia found herself “accidentally” ending up next to Drake and looking over to see his reaction to the dancers more than watching the show itself. Her thigh kept brushing his, but he didn’t have to sit with his legs spread wide like they were. She placed her arm on the armrest between them, and before long Drake’s arm was sharing the space. She couldn’t concentrate on anything but him and his little excuses to touch her.
“I’m going for a walk,” Olivia announced as soon as intermission hit.
“I’m going to hit up the restroom,” Drake said and immediately followed Olivia out.
Once out of the theater, Drake pulled Olivia over to a Dark corner of the theater and through a door marked “employees only.” There was a hallway with several doors which appeared to be dressing rooms for another theater in the building which wasn’t in use that evening. Drake turned a door handle and it clicked open. “Looks like it’s our lucky day.”
“And just what do you think we will be doing in here?” Olivia questioned. “Bold of you to assume I want to be doing anything in here with you right now.”
Drake snaked an arm around her waist. “I’m not assuming anything. I know it for a fact.” He brought his hot mouth against hers and slipped his tongue inside. He tasted of whisky and the smell of his musky cologne was intoxicating. He shrugged off his coat and unzipped her dress which fell to the floor and pooled at her feet. He broke away and stripped down before laying back on the couch.
Olivia cocked her head to the side but a smile pulled at the corners of her lips. “What do you think you are doing now?”
“Remember I said ladies come first? Saddle up, doll. I want to taste you.”
“Only if you promise to never call me doll again.” Despite her protest she was already aching to feel his tongue on her clit.
Drake smirked. “When I’m through with you, you’ll let me call you anything I want. Now get naked and get over here.” Olivia obeyed and got on top with her knees on either side of his face. He licked and sucked her so expertly with more attention to detail than anyone had before. She felt the warm tingling sensation start to take over, moving outward from her core. Drake reached up and twisted her nipples, pulling just hard enough.
“Fuck, Drake. I’d have never guessed you’d be so good at this.” At her words he flicked his tongue and sucked more intensely. She ground against him, his rough stubble against her thighs turning her on even more. As he pushed her closer to the edge, she gave in and let her orgasm take over. She closed her eyes seeing white and cried out as the waves coursed through her.
She tried to move away but Drake held her down and kept going. She felt like she could come again already. “Wait. I want to have time for this too.” She grabbed the condom Drake had placed on the end table earlier and rolled it onto his hard, throbbing length. She eased herself down on him, her walls still faintly pulsing around him.
“Oh, Liv,” Drake groaned. He grabbed her ass and bucked his hips upwards as she moved up and down on him. “I’ve been hoping all night I’d get to see those tits. He cupped her breasts with his hands and then took each nipple in his mouth one at a time. As he tugged one gently with his teeth she came undone again. Feeling the intense contractions around him, Drakes pushed into her harder. “Fuck me, Liv,” he commanded and she picked up her pace. “Yes, Liv. Oh my god,” he called out as he came. He pulled her into his chest and wrapped his arms around her as they came down from their high.
Olivia abruptly got up and put her clothes back on. “I assume we will never speak a word of this again and will go back to hating each other tomorrow?”
“Absolutely,” Drake tried to say with a straight face, but neither could hold back their grins. Olivia might regret everything in the morning, but it was so worth it for tonight.