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Hogwart Lads

I shall go on shining as a brilliantly meaningless figure in a meaningless world.


// “The skirt is short on purpose.” //

“You need some dick,” Justin broke the silence of the living room.

“What?” I put down the book I was reading to look at Justin who was sprawled out on the couch across from me. He was still scrolling on his phone while I looked at him in confusion.

“You need to get some dick,” He repeated in the same monotone voice.

“And why do you say that?” I couldn’t help but laugh nervously.

“I love you, Y/N. But you need to get out there again,”Justin finally put his phone with a smirk.

“I don’t have to do nothing I don’t want to do, Bieber,” I rolled my eyes and opened my book again. I got out of my shitty relationship months ago and I am happy and capable on my own.

“No offense but if you’re going to be single, you need to be single and having a little fun. So we’re going out tonight,” Justin got up from my couch and started walking into my bedroom. With a sigh, I closed my book again and followed after my best friend.

“Aright so you’re definitely wearing this,” Justin threw a see through bodysuit at my face as soon as I entered the room. I tossed it on my bed and watched as Justin went through the rest of my closet.

“So you really aren’t giving me the choice to stay in tonight?”

“Nope. Go do your make up or something. I’ll have you looking right tonight,” Justin eyebrow quirked up at the lingerie set he found.

“Don’t even-“

“Go get ready, Y/N,” Justin laughed as he closed the closet door in my face.

“You’re so annoying,” I groaned but nonetheless I listened. Justin was right. I was dickprived, dickpressed, all of it. And I was going to get dick on this night.

I took a shower, did my hair and makeup and by the time I came out, Justin had the clothes he picked out laid on the bed. He chose the sheer body suit along with a push up bra, cut out pants, and thigh high boots. He did good. But instead of the the leggings, I switched them out for a black leather skirt I had yet to wear.

I looked like a meal and i planned to be eaten on this this night.

Clicking in my heels, after taking and posting my thirst trap pictures, I made my way back into the living room were Justin was waiting. At the sound of my boots, Justin looked up from the couch with wide eyes.

“That skirt…” Justin looked me up and down.

“It’s cute huh?” I did a spin then emptied out my purse to switch into my clutch for tonight.

“It’s… short. Really short,” Justin tilted his head to get a better look at my ass as I was bent over.

“The skirt is short on purpose,” I rolled my eyes.

“Yeah but…” He leaned over farther, “Like your whole ass is out. Maybe we could stay in or you could change?” Justin looked more than concerned at how provocative I looked.

“You’re the one that wanted me to enjoy looking good and belonging to no one so, let’s go get me some,” I moved to check myself in the mirror again and saw Justin watching me carefully through the reflection. “You good?”

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s go,” he spoke unconvincingly as he led me out my apartment.

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