Warnings: penetrative sex, unprotected penetrative sex (wrap ur shit peeps), some light fingering, dirty talk anyway what this means to say his minors gtfo
Summary: You’re at a party with the bane of your existence, but maybe you’ll give him a second chance.
A/N: this is dedicated to @shutupdevvie who convinced me to post this bc it was just sitting in my google docs. (Yes I write in google docs) anyway please enjoy this absolute filth.
disclaimer: I do not personally know Samuel F Kiszka or any of the boys in the band Greta Van Fleet. this is simply a work of fiction.
note: thank you to the wonderful and amazing, Abbey (@greta-van-yeet) for listening to my rambling nonsense and helping me write this fic!!! I can’t wait for you guys to see what she has been working on! it’s amazing.
