Greaser poster

u were in the storeroom of the DX when u felt his hands grab your waist and spin u around to face him.

And before u could say a word, his lips crashed into yours, tongue wanting in.

u gave in, fingers running through his hair. He pushes u up against the wall, and puts his hands up your shirt, running his hands along your body. He began to suck on your neck. u needed him bad. u reached down and undid the riem of his pants, then slipping them down with ease. He rips off your overhemd, shirt and throws it across the store room. u pull off his DX shirt, as he undos the button of your jeans.

All of a sudden, your on the cold, hard floor of the storeroom, with Steve hovering over you. He runs his tongue down your stomach, until he reaches your panties.

He looks up at u and grins as he slide them off.

And lets that tongue do the work.