The music was blaring, loudly. The smell of alcoholic beverages, sex, and sweaty bodies polluted the air.

This wasn't normally Four's type of environment. He was only here for the alcohol that his best friend Zeke said would be there. And for the cake.

And now he was slightly disappointed about the cake. He had only gotten one slice before it was gone. Damn stoners and their crazy cravings.

It was safe to say that he could barely see straight, let alone walk straight. And there was a girl in front of him. A really pretty girl who looked about as drunk as he had felt.

And then suddenly they were talking. He couldn't remember what her name was nor was he sure he heard her at all. But his response was, "Tobias."

Normally he didn't give out his name to a stranger - his real name at least. But he wasn't really thinking straight and he doubted she'd remember it anyway. Or did he doubt that he'd remember it in the morning? He wasn't too sure.

The girl, clad in a black sports bra and black skinny jeans with a black shirt tied around her waist, suddenly clung onto him tightly. This ignited a certain spark in him he wasn't aware was there. It urged him to grip her hips and pull her lithe yet powerful body closer to him. And so he did.

Her breasts rubbed against his chest as her brown hair slowly tickled his arms. He could feel the exact moment her nipples hardened with arousal and man did that turn him on. It turned him on so much that he released a guttural growl (that sounded all too possessive and inhumane) and gripped her hips harder, pulling them towards him so that the friction was so intense they could feel each other moving against each other.

She let out a moan as he rubbed his pelvis over her crotch and he relished in the sound she made. Realizing they were at an odd angle, he gripped her hand and pulled her towards a wall corner.

When they reached the corner he pushed her up against the wall and wrapped her tan legs around him while he gripped her thighs for better support.

Four rubbed his pelvis against hers teasingly at first loving at how her gorgeous face contracted at the ministrations. Picking up pace, he felt his member harden and let out a groan of pleasure as he rubbed.

Her hand found the tent in his pants and he stilled as her hand lightly strikes him through the two layers of fabric guarding his friend. He moaned softly, burying his head in her neck and trusted upwards every so often as she stroked.

Just when he thought that he had enough, she stopped and smirked. "Payback's a bitch."

Oh he was planning on making her his bitch.

"And revenge is sweet," he chuckled softly in her ear, trying his best not to let her joke get to him. She shivered lightly as he blew on her ear.

He nipped at her jaw and trailed tiny kisses down her neck, spending extra time in the area that her neck met her shoulder. She had been so focused on the way Four had tended to her neck that she hadn't noticed that he had unzipped her jeans and slipped his hands through her panties until her little bundle of nerves was being fondled between his thumb and his pointer finger. She let out a load moan, gripping his back tight enough to leave a mark.

He chuckled. "Do you like it when I touch you like this, huh?"

She nodded her head, distracted by his pleasurable ministrations. "Yes, I do," her voice had an airy, breathless tone to it now. Oh god, how he wanted to be buried deep inside of her right now.

Four pulled back before she became too addicted and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. "Let's take this back to my place, okay?"

She nodded. Without setting her down, he carried her back to the apartment, lip locked. When he reached his apartment, he fumbled with his keys but seemed to have a hard time finding it with his little minx on his lips and a boner in his pants.

When he finally grasped them, he nearly dropped them, but saved them just in time. He quickly opened his door, flung his keys somewhere and shut the door firmly behind him.

He made it to his bedroom in record time and pushed her down gently. At least he thought it was gently. His mind was still a little woozy from the alcohol but the sex craves were slightly sobering up his mind and he could've sworn he knew the chick he was taking to bed.

He quickly pulled of his shirt, shoes, and socks, as she stripped down to nothing but her bra and underwear. Before he could pull of his pants her hand grapes his zipper and she smirked up at him. "Allow me."

He moved his hands away as she slowly and teasingly unzipped his pants and slowly pulled down his pants, allowing him to step out of them.

She stared at his bulge through his underwear and he suddenly felt self conscious. This was his first time. She gripped him lightly before attempting to pull off his boxers.

He stopped her. "I don't think it would be fair if I was completely bare and you weren't."

She grinned. "Then why don't you undress me?"

Four nearly busted his nuts. Nodding, he reached behind her and softly unclasped her bra. Pulling her bra off, he took a step back to admire her beautiful C cup, nearly D cup breasts. Next, he lifted her legs and admired their soft tan glow as he slid the black panties down her luscious leads. As he admired her gorgeous body, she slowly pulled off his boxers, more than enjoying what she found.

She slowly reached out to touch him, but retracted her hand. He extended his to grasp hers and guided it back to his cock. Moving her hand up and down on his cock until she found her own rhythm.

He loved the sensation of her touching his cock but felt as if he needed to return the favor. His eyes immediately zoned in on her slightly engorged clitoris.

Four picked her up and set her back down, pushing her down until he was on top of her. He motioned for her to continue her ministrations as his hand found her clit and rubbed it lightly as if to test her.

She gasped as her eyes rolled back and he knew how she felt. Nonetheless she continued to stroke him and he did the same.

When he stopped, she did as well, wondering what was wrong.

Eyeing him, she gave him a questioning look and only then did it dawn on her that his features were so familiar. But she couldn't put her finger on it. Man she really wished she hadn't had that last beer.

Without warning, he spread her legs and lined himself up at her entrance. "You know," she mused, catching his attention, "I didn't come here to make love, I came here to fuck. We can do that lately."

Flashing her a smirk, he thirsted in without giving her a chance to adapt. She groaned as she pulled all the way out to the head but the groan froze when he slammed back into her.

He gripped her legs and leaned down as he continued thrusting. He leaned down and pressed his mouth firmly to her breast as his right hand played with her right mound.

All the while thrusting rapidly, his tongue swirled around her hardened bud as his finger pinched and teased her other nipple.

She let out a moan as the hilt of his cock rubbed against her clit giving added pleasure.

Thrusting into her harder, he pulled her towards his chest so she was curled up into him. He thrusters up harder, each thrust harder and deeper than the last.

As he thrusters upwards she pushed downwards causing him to hit her G-spot and causing him to let out another possessive growl as he gripped her harder.

Right now, any common sense he had left was gone. All he knew was that the needed to thrust like his life depended on each and every thrust.

She grunted as she pushed her pelvis towards his in mid-thrust knowing it would drive him insane. And boy, was she right. He didn't think he could hold all this pent up pressure much longer.

He thrusters harder, deeper, faster muttering obscene words into her ear.

"I can't keep it in much longer, I'm going to cum!" He growled, nipping her neck.

It all depended on this one last thrust.

Just when he felt the pressure rising to abnormal amounts, he pushed her back down, gripped her legs and pounded into her harder than ever. As the pressure became too much, he bit down on her neck and she let out a scream as her walls tightened as she orgasmed.

Thrust, thrust, thrust.

And he squirted spurt after large, warm spurt of his cum deep inside of her.

Not bothering to pull out of her, he flipped them over so she was on top, and pulled the covers over them.

And that's the end of the Four and the mystery girl smut. Now in each smut each person is going to be a character whether main, secondary, or third character so even if I don't specify on who one of the people are its because I want you to guess even though I know who the character is. There might be the occasional time where the character is an OC but then they'll both be OCs and I'll tell you because someone requested it.