You Should Be Mine

Hey!

Oh my god, it’s so good to see you. It’s been so long.

Yeah, sit down!

I already ordered, I hope that’s okay. I got you your favorite: coffee, black, with sugar on the side.

So you can add as much as you want without judgment.

So, how have you been? You fell off the face of the earth for a while there…

Oh, come on, it’s been… what? Like four months since I saw you last.

Yeah, it’s that long! It was the weekend after that party we went to.

Yeah, that was months ago!

I know, time just goes by so quickly sometimes, and then other times it crawls.

Like, I’ve been dealing with this really annoying work project. Even though it’s only five weeks, it’s literally crawling by. I’m so done with it already.

Anyways, we’re here to talk about you, Mister. Who is she?

Oh, come on. We’ve been best friends since second grade. I know you. I know when you’re all tied up in some new fling.

Yeah, see, I can tell by the look on your face that you have some juicy updates for me.

So… spill. I’m listening.

Oh? It’s complicated?

Good thing we’re at a 24-hour diner then. Come on, give me the details.

You must have met her sometime after the party?

Oh, literally the day after. No wonder you disappeared then.

And… how’s it going?

Oh. I’m so sorry to hear that.

I was just joking around, I didn’t know it was like that. That sucks.

So it was good for a while? How long?

Oh. So this is recently, then?

Damn… a few days ago? I’m so sorry, love.

What happened? Was it just…

Yeah, no, we don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. I understand.

Okay, I don’t want to overstep, I just want to say that it is her loss, and she sucks, and I already dislike her.

What?

Okay, so maybe I don’t know what happened, but she left you, so she’s clearly not very smart.

I mean, you’re incredible. Who wouldn’t want to be with you?

No, really! I’m not just saying that.

Yeah. You’re smart, and funny. Women love funny.

You’re really kind, and you do this really adorable thing every time you laugh, it’s like this weird snort thing, it’s so cute.

Yeah, really.

And you make the best homemade pasta sauce on the planet.

Oh, and that Calvin Klein cologne you always wear suits you so well. You always smell incredible. And you—

What? How do I know what cologne you wear?

Well, you must have mentioned it at some point.

You must have. How else would I know that?

What?

I’m not blushing. It’s just warm in here, and I’m drinking hot chocolate.

Oh my god, why are you looking at me like that?

Do I have something I want to tell you? I don’t think so…

What are you—

Oh, okay. You’re coming over to my side of the booth. Uh, why, exactly?

What do you mean it’s more comfortable? They are literally the same benches…

No, I don’t know what you’re talking about.

I was just listing things to make you feel better, that’s all.

I know what it feels like to be dumped and it sucks, I was just trying to—

Okay, so I remembered what cologne you wear. It’s not like I’m in love with you or something.

People notice things about the people they care about. As friends, I mean. Like, I’m sure you’ve noticed my favorite color, I wear it all the time.

Am I? Am I what?

Am I… in love with you?

No. No, absolutely not.

We’re friends. That’s it.

What do you mean, “Tell the truth”?

You’re so close to me.

No, it’s not bad. It’s okay. I just… I—

What are you doing with your hand?

Are you crazy? Someone could see us, this place is packed.

I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not… I don’t. Okay? We’re friends.

Well, yes, I’m flustered now because you’re… doing that. And we’re in public, and we’re friends, and I—

Do I want you to stop?

No. Keep going.

Admit it? Admit what?

I just told you, I don’t—

Ah, okay. Your hand is… yep, moving under the table…

You won’t stop until I admit…

What if I… don’t want you to stop…?

Is that the same as admitting it?

That all this time… I’ve wanted this, wanted you.

Yeah. Don’t stop.

I… I like it.

Yeah. It feels good, so good. And I like… you. I like you, okay?

And not just as a friend. I want more. I always have.

Yeah. Keep going…

It feels really good.

Yeah… it feels so good. I want more.

I need more. I need you. To show you…

Where should we… go?

What, you can’t be serious. Right here?

I mean, yes, we’re all the way in the back but… this place is still busy.

No, you’re not going to…

Oh my god.

No, don’t stop. I just… I have to act like you’re not…

Oh my god…

Not sliding into my underwear… and teasing my clit with your fingers…

Oh, fuck. It feels so good… so good…

God, I love when you look at me like that… while you’re fucking me under the table.

Yes, oh god. Don’t stop.

I know, I know. I’m trying to be quiet, I—

It just feels so good. Fuck, so good.

I want more. I need you, I need to feel you…

You want me to cum first, just like this?

You’re so bad, so bad… it feels so good.

No, don’t stop.

Make me cum right here. Right here at the table…

Yeah, I want it. I want it.

You want me to what? You want me to admit it again?

Fuck, yes.

Okay, okay. I admit it. I admit it.

Shit, you’re going to get us caught.

Oh god…

Okay, I admit. I like you. I’ve always liked you.

More? What do you mean, more? I can’t…

Okay! I’ve wanted you for so long. I’ve wanted this, I want you, I want you, okay?

What else do you want me to say?

Fuck, please just make me cum. We’re going to get caught, we’re—

Okay! Yes, I was jealous. Is that what you want to hear?

Fuck, yes.

Don’t stop… please…

Yeah, so jealous. I was jealous of her, that she got to touch you, feel you… feel your cock inside her.

I want those things. They are mine. I need you. I’ll treat you better than she ever did.

Yes, I’ll do everything better than she did. You’re mine. You belong with me.

Yeah, kiss me. Kiss me.

Yeah, yeah, right there. Shit.

I’m going to cum, I’m going to… yes!

Shhh. Shit.

Oh my god, I can’t believe you just did that.

Do you think anyone noticed?

I know you don’t care, but—

What? Why are you looking at me like that?

Okay… so my secret’s out. You know how I feel, now.

And you… you feel the same way?

Yeah… let’s get out of here. My place, or yours?