As Iris’s dress fell at their feet, Caspian’s heart stumbled in his chest. He broke the kiss to pull back from her just enough to take in the sight of her half naked body in his arms. A flush of color crept over his face and neck, and he forgot how to breathe. He’d never gotten this far with any woman before her, but he was glad that she was the first. His eyes swept over her curves, mesmerized by how perfect she was. Everything about her was intoxicating. The darkness of the bathroom dulled his vision somewhat, but he was still entrance by the fairness of her porcelain skin, the softness of her hips and chest, and the hourglass contours that made it impossible for him to tear his gaze away.

Had she not reached for the hem of his shirt in that moment, he might have gotten carried away and ripped at the thin undergarments that concealed the rest of her figure from his view. Her sultry touch brought him back down to earth though, and he closed his eyes as she kissed him again. Being with her now, hidden away in his friend’s bathroom, felt almost surreal. They had talked a little about sleeping together, always vaguely, but now that they were actually going to, he was worried he would wake up. The only thing convincing him that he wasn’t asleep was the sensuous caress of her fingers and the warmth of her lips upon his. Dreams never felt this good.

Feeling her lift his shirt, he shuddered and raised his arms to allow her to pull the garment over his head. Once it was off, he took it in his hand and tossed it aside, kissing her again as he unbuttoned his own trousers. He let them drop to the floor with the rest of their haphazardly strew clothes and wrapped his arms around Iris once more. The sensation of being so close to her, without even much fabric to separate them, made his skin feel hot, and he curled his fingers in her long hair, stroking her bare back and hips with his other hand as he leaned into her against the wall.

[color=#b97703]“God, you’re so hot,”[/color] he panted, drifting away from her lips again to plant a trail of kisses from her jaw down to her collar. Behind her shoulders, he searched for the clasp of her bra to remove that next, but before he could even attempt to undo it, he froze as the doorknob suddenly rattled loudly.

With wide eyes, he turned his head toward the door, where he could see Miles attempting to get in from the other side. The other high born muttered something he couldn’t make out and then called out, “What the fuck? Why is the bathroom locked? I have to take a piss.”

Distantly, Jay responded, “Let me try. It’s probably just jammed.”

[color=#b97703]“Shit,”[/color] Cas hissed, tensing as a second silhouette suddenly appeared beside the first. In their inebriation, his friends seemed to have forgotten that the bathroom was occupied.