“They were pretty good, weren’t they?” Anna asked, nearly out of breath.
“Yeah. I never thought I’d like Sunset Rubdown more than Wolf Parade,” answered Jason, who was just as out of breath as his new girlfriend was.
Glowing in post-show sweat and under the influence of PBR, they both walked clumsily back to Jason’s prized 1980’s Benz. They both knew what they wanted and knew what they would be getting tonight.
After comfortably settling down in the car, they both sat there for a moment, listening to Chromeo and unsure of what to say or do next. After all, it had only been a few weeks.
“So…” Jason started.
“Yeah?” Anna answered.
“I really like Chromeo. They’re funny, like you,” he replied.
“That’s really cute,” she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.
“You look really fucking beautiful tonight,” he whispered into her ear.
“And are you gonna do something about that?”
“Are you?” he asked.
She slid her hand down his deep-v.
After that moment, they quickly jumped into the backseat. The temperature in the car, breathing, and moods grew hotter at every passing moment. Jason found himself kissing Anna’s tender, young body in places that never saw the light of day. She moaned with every touch she received, his goatee tickling her.
Anna made a reach for Jason’s belt buckle. She quickly slid his belt off and started to remove his beloved Cheap Monday jeans.
“Are you hard?” she whispered to him seductively.
He moaned. She took that as a yes.
Anna moved her hands to the waistband of his jeans. Their hands met as they both tugged on his jeans to remove them. But they wouldn’t budge.
“Are your jeans too ti-“ she started.
Jason re-adjusted his black-framed glasses and stammered something incomprehensible.
There was a moment of silence.
“Do you just wanna go down on me baby?” she asked.