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Book 1 Chapter 2: Exclusive Experience

As I walked back to my table, I thought about what Lisa said, which increasingly made more sense with every step I took. If I did get lucky and I seemed to be too prepared, wouldn't it turn them off? Besides, fucking a pussy raw feels way better than when wearing one.

"Hey guys, where's Rosé and John?" "Oh, they went up to their room already, in a rush. It seems like she's had too much to drink." Jennie replied, and extended with, "I myself could use a little luxury penthouse right now."

Jisoo, starting to sound tipsy, replied, "But we haven't finished drinking yet! Right Irene?"

"Jennie's right, let's go hide. Too many guys looking at me." Irene responded, harsh as ever.

I interjected, "The ladies are right, Noona. Stand up already."

Jisoo stood up, and immediately lost balance, so I went and caught her before she fell.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" she said, so I let go of her, and yet she stumbled again. "You're not fine, Jichu! Let him carry you," Jennie suggested, "If you don't, I'll make him carry me instead."

Damn, I wanted to carry Jennie, but my sister needed the help.

"Fine... Yeongi-ah carry Noona to the room please!"

I scooped her up in a rescue manner, her thighs in one hand and her back and shoulders in the other. I didn't know if it was just the alcohol, but she seemed lighter than she was.

Jisoo wrapped her arms to the back of my neck to help her balance, when I noticed Jennie and Irene were already walking towards the elevator. Their asses side by side were such a nice sight. Comparing them, I'd say Jennie's ass seemed bubbly and fun to grab, while Irene's was toned and good to slap. I wanted to touch their asses so bad.

Meanwhile, I was carrying Jisoo, holding her thighs, almost her ass. I looked at her face and her eyes were closed, mouth slightly open. I reckoned she'd fallen asleep. Her lips were apple red and, if she weren't my sister, I'd have no hesitations to kiss her.

While walking to the elevator, I thought of an idea. I could slowly slide my hand to her ass, and it wouldn't be perverse, because it actually was a necessary move to carry her more comfortably. My erection had not resided since Lisa, and carrying Jisoo in front of me, her hips gradually caressing my dick, was not helping. I rationalized my thought by thinking that if I lifted her by the butt, her ass wouldn't be low enough to reach my dick. I slowly crept my hand to her ass nonchalantly, not trying to arouse any suspicion, and her eyes remained closed.

We stepped in the elevator and Jennie pressed the 10th floor, while an advertisement was played in the elevator screen. I stood right behind Jennie, and I got the urge to grab her ass so badly, so I slowly tightened my grip on Jisoo's, still imagining Irene and Jennie's asses in my mind instead.

All of a sudden she opens her eyes wide. I panicked and released my grip on her ass. Did I wake her up?

Jisoo exclaimed, "Did you hear the VLive commercial?" Irene replied, "The one that just played? Yeah, why?" Jisoo said "I bet we can do better than that!"

Confused about a commercial I did not pay attention to, I asked "Do what better?" Jisoo looked up at me directly, and said "The new VLive Exclusive feature lets VIP's play question and answer games with the idols, in exchange for credit points the idols count for incentives!"

Irene commented "We tried that once but most truth and dares were horny, and you can't skip or pass, else the VLive ends." Jennie defended, "It's safe! Only the Exclusive viewers can watch, it cannot be recorded, and we're basically the three biggest stars in Korea! We'll easily defeat the VLive with the most credit points from that Nayeon-Sana-Dahyun VLive a while back! No one even knows what happened during that VLive! Not even the CEOs or company executives could view it, just the high-paying exclusive viewers!"

While Jennie and Irene were arguing whether or not to do it, Jisoo tapped my hand holding her ass twice, and I looked at her in the eyes. She held the back of that hand, and used it to squeeze her ass full strength. I was surprised, not by what she did, but by how soft and meaty her ass was. My erection uncontrollably surged and hit her ass.

She then smiled at me with the most innocent smile, then flicked my nose randomly.

"Ouch! What was that for!" I yelled, catching Jennie and Irene's attention. Jisoo distracted them, "Let's do the VLive!"

The elevator bell rang, and we reached the door to the penthouse.

The room was crazy big, with a proper living room, dining room, two bathrooms, two large bedrooms with king size beds on each of the room, and a wide balcony overlooking Seoul and the beautiful Han River. To think that this room was made for just two people when it's the same size as an entire hotel floor with 6 rooms... Jeez. Speaking of capacities, I wondered why Jisoo wasn't given a room.

Jisoo tapped my shoulders, gesturing to let me down, so I did. Jennie started to prepare where she wants to do the VLive for the three of them. Irene was less enthusiastic, but went to the mirror to pretty-up nonetheless. Jisoo, on the other hand, went to the room's phone stand and dialed room service.

"Room service, this is the Penthouse... Yes, yes... Okay, 2 bottles of vodka... no, the expensive ones... Okay that one... Yea. 2 bottles of champagne, 2 bottles of bourbon, pick the best ones please? Yep. And... and 12 bottles of beer. Thanks! Can you throw in some light snacks as well?"

Shocked at hearing her orders, I approached her, "Noona, haven't you had enough? You were barely awake going up–" "Ya!" she yelled, "I was fully awake and aware!"

I was partly taken aback, but I know she might be bluffing, since it was so evident that she was tipsy and I knew her tolerance was never high to begin with.

She casually stood up and walked towards Jennie, wanting to help set up the VLive, and I went to Irene at the vanity mirror.

"You already look beautiful, I'm sure the viewers will agree," I said awkwardly.

Irene didn't even look up to respond. She put on a pair of black lacy gloves on her hands, then kept on dabbing makeup on her face, when she suddenly seemed irritated with her hair.

"Can you re-tie my hair?"

Did she just ask me to re-do her ponytail? This is an opportunity I would never want to miss. I used to tie my sister's hair into a ponytail all the time. I grabbed her hair gently, not wanting to make her hate me more than she already seemed to. I gathered her hair to the palms of my hand, manipulated it to its prime and grabbed the tie and set it neatly.

She didn't seem to react, so I grabbed her hair again, this time tighter. She let out a subtle "A- ah." I was slightly aroused, but she looked at me through the mirror and said, "Stop, that's enough. Thanks."

"Need anything else?" "Um, help Jennie and Jisoo set up."

I approached them to where they were setting the phone, but there was no tripod or handle to place the phone. I saw that they were also wearing gloves. They wanted to sit on the king-size bed and placed the camera phone at the foot side but it wouldn't happen.

Jennie suggested, "Yeongi, would it be fine for you to hold it the entire time?" "I wouldn't really mind." Jisoo held my hand and said, "That means a lot." Irene approached and sat beside them. "Should we start?" "Sit there first, we'll introduce you as a guest," said Jennie.

I held the phone with the screen facing them. Jennie told me to hit the start button, and I did.

They did their pleasantries, reading regular VLive comments. The views were hitting 5 million, and I simply could't believe that they gathered this big of a following in under 2 minutes.

"We have a special guest! Can you guess who?" Jisoo teased, and the comments immediately knew who it was. "Wow you guys know already! Here she is!"

Irene entered and introduced herself as well. The comments started to change tone.

"If Irene is there, then Yeoni must be there too!" "I want to be Yeoni right now." "I bet he's holding the camera."

The girls started to get anxious, and Irene thought of a perfect line to escape.

"If you guys want to see more of this VLive, please go to the Exclusive feature! We'll start the room, and enter immediately, okay?"

She ended her request with a flying kiss. She kicked my foot, gesturing for me to start the Exclusive VLive. I hit the Exclusive button, and the views reverted back to 0.

They sighed in relief, not wanting me to be the main topic of a VLive, much more a public one.

"If you'll be exposed, it should be exclusively, where no one would snitch," explained Irene. Jennie and Jisoo agreed that it made sense.

Suddenly, the views count turned to 1. Jennie cheerfully greeted them.

"Hi to our first viewer!"

Irene read the comment from the first viewer, "Introduce everyone else in the room." Jisoo gladly introduced me as her brother. The views count turned to 5. How expensive was this exclusive feature for 5 million people to be reduced to 5?

Jisoo read the next comment, "Where's Rose and Lisa?" Jennie answered, "They're in their hotel rooms, probably sleeping." Another comment followed, "Rules said you can't lie in Exclusive." "Yes, Blink! We'll be very honest with you! We can't turn down dares as well, as long as it's legal!" Jisoo happily answered. Maybe that was why it was expensive and why bosses could't watch it.

Another comment came in. "Play never have I ever." Jisoo replied, "The booze is not even yet here!" and they laughed.

A comment followed, "Take off a piece of clothing every time you relate!" They looked at each other and agreed. I was shocked. Is this what they always do during exclusives? Is this why they all wore gloves? The views now reached 7.

"Never have I ever had sex."

I look at them through the phone since I found it awkward to look directly at them. That was a strong start.

Jennie and Irene took off one glove, but Jisoo did not. Irene reacted, "Seriously? Hey we can't lie!" They all laughed, but Jisoo insisted. "I'm serious!"

Jennie asked, "But you've been in a relationship, right?" Jisoo shook her head rapidly, and both Jennie and Irene laughed. Wow. So my sister was a virgin and never ever been in a relationship? Another comment came in.

"Never have I ever kissed a girl."

Jennie and Irene looked at each other and laughed. They then took each other's remaining glove off. Jisoo also took a glove off shyly, and I remembered seeing Jennie, Lisa, and Rosé kissed Jisoo a few times before, albeit playfully.

"Yah! Ask questions which Jisoo can relate to!" Jennie yelled.

"Never have I ever been on VLive."

Jisoo screamed, "Hey, that's cheating!"

The girls laughed and removed Jisoo's remaining glove forcefully, while Jennie removed her jacket, leaving her with her tube, bra, pants, and panties. Irene, on the other hand, preferred to remove her bra under her shirt, leaving her with a shirt, pants, and panties. I was starting to get aroused by Irene's tits through her shirt, her perky nipples poking through the cloth. I avoided distractions and held the phone camera with dignity.

"Never have I ever been an idol."

Jisoo took off her other glove, leaving her with her corset, belt, shorts, and fishnet stockings. Jennie removed her pants, now sitting on her panties. Her thighs were amazingly flawless, and I wanted so bad to take a peek at what's in the middle. She didn't seem shy, instead she seemed to be excited and not bothered by the few viewers who can see, and are donating expensive credit points.

Jennie's face seemed to tease the camera, which in my perspective is just me. My dick continued to grow larger, and the girls started to notice. Irene chose between removing her shirt, which would expose her tits, or her pants, where she still wears panties. She proceeded to remove her pants.

"It's comfier in your undies, Jisoo!" Jennie teased Jisoo, who laughed awkwardly.

"Let's play truth or dare!", another viewer commented, now at 8 views.

"Sure, oldest to youngest!" Jennie replied, and the other two contested. "No, youngest to oldest!" Jennie then agreed. "Ask away, Blinks! I choose truth."

"Who has the best ass in Blackpink?"

The girls responded with an "oooooh". Jennie then answered, "I have touched all the butts in the group. Lisa's is kinda–I don't wanna say... Muscly?"

The girls laughed.

"Rose's ass is nice, but I feel like her boyfriend's made it significantly saggy. Jisoo... I don't remember. Let me touch it!"

Jisoo playfully squirmed out of Jennie's grasp. All of a sudden, as if I wasn't aware they could hear me, I blurted out, "Jisoo's ass is soft yet firm!"

The three girls stopped and looked at me. The comment section halted, as if in shock. I myself was surprised at my stupidity and lowered the phone for a while. To cut the awkwardness, Jennie replied, "Those are my thoughts! It's soft and firm. Jisoo wins for me! Your turn Jisoo!"

Suddenly, the comment section was filled with the same suggestion.

"Make your brother join the VLive!" "Let Yeoni join!" "I donated a million, make him participate!"

My jaw dropped from the sheer volume of credit points being given just to make me join. Finally, Jisoo replied.

"I guess that's my dare. Yeongyeong, put the phone on the table and join us here!"

I left the phone on a table facing us, and nervously walked into the frame.

"Hello, I am Yeoni." I formally introduced myself.

"Irene! It's your turn!" Jennie broke the silence. "I choose dare."

"Take off your shirt!"

"You guys didn't even make it creative!" Irene irritatedly said. Jennie interrupted, "We want to see your tits!"

Without hesitation, she took her shirt off. I didn't want to outright ogle at her breasts, so I remained calm. I thought I could see her tits from the camera, and I did. They were small and particularly perky, and the nipples were a beautiful light brown. She made sure the camera saw it, before covering it with her forearm. Just then, I looked at her, and she looked back at me with a teasing grin. I wished she gets another dare later.

Jisoo asked, "Jennie it's your turn. Truth or dare?" The comments reacted, "Yeoni is the youngest now!" "What? I'm not supposed to be included!" I protested.

Jisoo, knowing I was not doing that well financially, whispered to my ears. "Yeongi, you'll get to take home a quarter of this Live's earning!"

Hesitantly, I accepted. "Truth."

"Who has the best tits among the three girls in the room?"

Fuck.

We were all taken aback, as Jennie and Irene looked worriedly at Jisoo. She had a mild worry on her face, but she quickly acted like it was no big deal and said, "Well, youngest takes their top off first!"

Jennie, more worried about us, went back to acting normal. She lifted her tube up from her chest and over her head, revealing a pink bra barely covering her chest.

"Yeoni, that bra unclips from the front. Help her!" Irene said, laughing, mainly teasing Jennie, while I sat there dumbfounded, impressed with how familiar Irene is with Jennie's underwear.

"Yeoni! Go ahead!" Jennie clarified.

I unhesitantly went in front of her as she raised her arms up, and I unclipped the bra. As I parted the two foams, her tits dropped and bounced. They were fairly larger in the nude than clothed, but what impressed me most is how light pink they are, close to pastel. She didn't seem shy, instead, she looked proud and even shaked it around to make it bounce. My boner was definitely poking through my trousers.

"Mine are definitely better." "Nuh-uh! Mine are!" Irene and Jennie started comparing their bare tits.

"Yeoni! Grab both and tell us who's better!"

They each grabbed one of my hands and placed it on one of their tits. Irene's smaller perky tits were satisfying to the touch, especially her nipples which were particularly erect. Jennie's round tits, however, really fills the hand well, though her nipples lacked integrity, and felt like there were no nips in place due to its smoothness.

I was so distracted by these two naked ladies to find that Jisoo had already took off her corset and bra, now just covering her boobs with her forearms.

I looked at her and she looked back, with that uniquely innocent expression in her eyes. She looked nervous, and I realised this was the first time she'd ever gotten naked personally in front of a man. While my hands were still on the two girls' boobs, she slowly placed her hands down, exposing her tits. I, in turn, slowly let the breasts free of my grasp, with my jaw dropping from the sight.

Her boobs were much larger than both girls' were. Due to the size, they were particularly droopier, yet they retained a nice shape. Her nipples were a calm peach hue. She slowly took both of my hands and placed it on her breasts. They were different. While the others felt like meat and skin, hers were softer, like a water balloon.

I instinctively squeezed, and she let out an aroused facial expression along with a subtle moan.

"Sorry noona did I hur–" "Don't call me noona right now," she whispered. "Sorry Ji... Jisoo."

I squeezed her soft tits again, which was followed by a louder moan. Concerned, Jennie, interrupted, pulled my hands off of Jisoo and asked.

"Which one did you like the most?"

If I were honest, I would say it was Jisoo, but that would only prompt worse dares and even more awkwardness with Jisoo. I stuck with my crush as the safest choice.

"It's definitely Irene. Her breasts are the best."

Irene mockingly pointed at Jennie, as if proving a point. Irene said, "Your turn, loser. Truth or dare?" Jennie replied, "Dare!"

"Give Yeoni a lap dance!"

This was easy, I thought to myself. I definitely wanted to get grinded by her bubble butt, and Jennie agreed.

"Easy!" Jennie said. "Yeongi, sit there. Oh wait, take your pants off! Sit in your underwear!" "Wait, what? Why?" "Well, I wanna see the effect of my lapdance! Besides, everyone else already is."

They all laughed. She made a reasonable point, and so I did. Irene turned on Blackpink's Whistle while I remained seated, and Jennie started to dance in front of me. My dick was already hard to begin with, but sitting here in my boxers it still starts to grow.

"Place your hands behind you, no touching!"

Her bare tits were bouncing while she danced, which really turned me on. The head of my dick is slowly rising outside of my boxers. I attempted to fix it, but Jennie said, 'No hands!"

I let it get harder, head hanging out. She began grinding her ass on my dick, which further erected my cock, as well as lowering the boxers. I looked at Jisoo, and she was directly staring at my erect cock, looking extremely surprised.

The song ended, and Jennie took a bow to signify the end of her performance. I quickly fixed my boxer shorts, not bothering to wear pants again.

"Jisoo, your turn!" said Jennie.

"Truth!"

A commenter typed for a second longer, then the words came out.

"Why are you being mistreated by the company?"

We were all surprised by the sudden shift of tone, but Jisoo seemed relieved of the non-sexual question. She looked to Jennie, seemingly for approval, to which Jennie nodded.

"Since YG debuted newer groups, we had to plead for better treatment. Soon, the executive members felt like taking advantage of our needs. They provided us with accommodations and benefits in exchange for sexual services. I never agreed, hence, being treated with–the least. I guess I was the weird one? I have never even seen a man's penis. Well, not until today."

That explained the plane ticket, no plus one reservation, no hotel room, and no staff at the airport. This also meant that the three other girls exchanged their services for better conveniences. Also, my dick was the first she'd ever seen. This was heavy news.

"Anyway let's proceed! Irene, truth or dare?" Jisoo interrupted.

"Truth."

"Who was the last person you had sex with?"

Ironically, Irene also looked to Jennie for approval. So, my guess was right, they were in some kind of a relationship.

"It was Jennie. We ate each other in my van before this event."

That explained why when I looked into the van, she jumped out and talked to me. Irene was also late to arrive since she probably stayed there for a while to clean up. Damn, I could've seen them in action!

A followup comment appeared.

"I donated 10 million credit points. Irene, please demonstrate."

We were amazed by the sheer value, and since SM has a higher conversion rate from credit points to USD than YG, Irene was more willing than I expected.

"Jennie, come here."

She grabbed Jennie and pushed her to lay her back on the bed. She pulled Jennie's panties down her legs and spreaded her legs wide open. This exposed Jennie's pussy, which was bald and clean. The state of her hole made her sexual activity evident, not particularly looking tight. However, it was pink and moist.

Irene lowered her face to Jennie's pussy, approaching closer and closer tongue first. It landed on her clit, and Jennie moaned, making her pleasure audible. Irene inserted one finger with her left hand, and grabbed Jennie's tits with her right. Soon she inserted two, now with louder slurps. She flicked her tongue fast and Jennie's body contracted. She proceeded to insert three, and still it fit. Finally, she attempted four fingers, but Jennie's face showed discomfort.

"Ah, stop, we're still live."

Irene stopped licking her pussy and stood Jennie up, both obviously still horny.

Irene stated, "This will be the last round of questions for tonight."

The two girls seemed to agree instantly. I realised it was my turn.

"Yeoni, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Among the three girls, who would you: Get a blowjob from, fuck, give a facial cumshot."

The girls looked as if they were thinking of a right way to answer that, and so was I. I wanted the most possible contact from Irene, and the least possible contact from Jisoo. That's for sure. I made up my mind.

"I'd get head from Jennie, Smash with Irene, and, um, finish on... Finish on Jisoo."

The now-10 viewers seemed to all know what to request from the us next.

"Do all three in in the sequence of BJ, Sex, Cumshot." "Yeah, do that!" "Hold the camera to your face so we can see from your point of view!"

I looked at Jisoo, and she seemed like she was down just to finish the night already. Irene didn't seem too bothered. Jennie went on and kneel in front of me, and I stood up.

"Yeoni, hold the camera directly to my face."

She pulled my boxers down, and my erect dick bounced out. Without hesitations, she held my 8-inch dick in one hand, and teasingly jerked it off, while intensely staring at the camera. Her slow strokes made my dick grew harder and bigger.

She stuck her tongue out and slowly touched it to the tip of my dick. She slowly licked it from the bottom of the shaft to the tip of the head. Finally, she placed her small mouth around the head.

My dick's circumference barely fits with the area of her lips. I tried not to move too much and let her take control. A warm moist feeling surrounded my cock, which started throbbing. My dick barely reached the back of her tongue, but she pulled away and sighed an exhale. Warm air breezed my cock. She again laid her lips on the head, and sucked it like a lollipop. Losing patience, I started gathering her hair around her head into a ponytail and held the back of her head. Without warning, I slowly thrusted my entire dick into her throat, and her eyes widened.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as she kept on gagging. Her throat was so tight and warm. She kept on tapping out on my hips, but I kept it in there for a like 15 seconds. As I pulled out, she gasped for air. After she caught her breath, I took her arms and raised it to the back of her head so she couldn't tap out. She looked up at me with eyes that said "please". Oh my God this girl is naughty.

Again, I shoved my dick in her mouth and pushed in and out fast. Soon I was thrusting my dick in her throat, bouncing her head on my cock. She kept on gagging, wanting for air, but that only turned me on more.

I looked at Irene, who I didn't notice was touching herself while watching me fuck Jennie's mouth. She was so wet, obviously horny for either Jennie or the dick. On the other hand, Jisoo was just watching, with her jaw on the floor. Irene seemed like she was enjoying, one hand on her clit and the other on her tits. I held Jennie's face and thrusted so fast her throat was starting to lose lubrication. Tears start forming on the corner of her eyes.

Suddenly, Irene pulled Jennie by the hair away from my dick.

"That's enough."

Jennie, now free, began to cough, holding her neck, face red, tears falling.

"But I want more, Daddy..." Jennie uttered, tears flowing from her face, and she licked her thick lips ravenously. I wanted to give it to her again so badly, but Irene had pushed her aside to the carpeted floor.

"My turn, bitch."

Irene stood in front of me and started to undress her panties, while instructing me of her boundaries, whispering so the viewers won't hear it.

"Listen, boy. One wrong move and I stop fucking you. I'm on top and I'm in charge. Hold the camera near your face so the viewers see me. Take charge in any way and you'll regret it," she took off her panties and pushed me in the bed facing up.

This was my favorite idol telling me how she'll fuck me, and my already erect dick grew even larger than I ever thought I could. I saw her pussy, and it was the pinkest cunt I have ever seen. It didn't look shaved, but looks like it never even grew hair all her life. It seemed tight, and I guess I was about to find out.

She stood on top of me and I faced the camera like she wanted. Slowly she lowered herself to my dick and lined the tip to her entrance. Immediately, I found her wet as fuck and warmer than Jennie's throat.

She then lowered a bit more, and she let out a loud moan. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. She was so tight, and as she lowered herself the tightness felt like resistance.

"Fuck it's gone so deep!" She commented and looked down at my dick and her eyes widened in disbelief.

"What the fuck, it's not entirely in yet?"

Even on just the first stroke, I was trying so hard not to cum already. She lowered herself even deeper, and I could feel the tip of my dick touching another hole inside of her pussy. Was I that deep in her? She was a pretty small girl and my dick was larger than ever now. I slightly flinched due to feeling so much pleasure, and suddenly Irene slapped my face.

"Don't fucking move!"

I didn't know why, but her acting like this was turning me on even more.

Jennie was still feeling horny watching us, and I guess she's the type of girl who'd always keep her mouth busy. She looked at Jisoo with lewd intentions, but Jisoo just smiled back at her.

"Jisoo, your brother's dick was delicious..." "Jen..."

She then grabbed Jisoo's head and kissed her forcefully, Jisoo initially pushed her back. Jennie then grabbed Jisoo's tits and as soon as she squeezed her nipples, Jisoo's face reacted sweetly.

She moaned, and Jennie stuck out her tongue and played her nipples with it. As she sucked her tits, she crept her way down to Jisoo's panties and placed her hand inside.

"Ugh!" I heard Jisoo scream, and noticed she was having fun as well.

Irene was so tight, it felt like she was a virgin although I know she wasn't. She seemed like she was having fun as long as she was in control.

I looked at the comments and all of them loved the sight. I wanted to grab her small tits and just ram her to my heart's desire, but she'd hate that. She rode on top of me, grinding back and front, as the tip of my dick was scratching her womb. If I were to cum right then and there and if it was an usafe day, she'd definitely got pregnant.

Irene bounced up and down, which actually created more sensation. Unlike Jennie's throat, her pussy had no lack of lubrication. I know where I had to cum, but I was seriously considering cumming inside Irene.

I looked at the other two girls and saw Jennie's face was now in between Jisoo's legs. I saw the same pussy Jisoo had this morning, barely shaved, but also pink like the other girls. The only difference I could see was that she was way way tighter, even compared to Irene.

Jennie tried to fit one finger, but it wouldn't enter. She then went back to licking Jisoo's clit which she was enjoying so much. For some reason, this turned me on and I could feel myself climaxing from Irene's pussy and from what I was watching. "Fuck it" I said in my mind.

I grabbed Irene and she said, "What are you doi–" but before she could finish talking, I slammed her to the bed facing up.

"I told you I'm in co–" I grabbed both her hands and pinned them above her head with one hand, and placed the other over her mouth. Suddenly, I shoved my dick inside her tight pussy, and her whole body wriggled in pleasure.

Muffled moans were coming out of her smothered mouth as I pound her cunt mercilessly. I licked her nipples, much like Jennie was doing to Jisoo. As I flick my tongue on her nipples, it was Jisoo's moans I heard audibly. It's like she's the one reacting to my tongue.

I let go of my hands, and Irene said "I told you I'm in charge!"

I wrapped my hands around her neck and lightly squeezed. "Tell me that again, love..."

Her face turned red, but her hands played her tits so I knew she was enjoying it.

I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her up, carrying her while my dick was still inside her. I turned her around and fucked her doggy style. While I was pounding her, Jennie let go of Jisoo's pussy, as if out of breath. Jisoo had this tired look on her face, mouth slightly open, moaning. Her beautiful face looked perfect for the deed, and this was as good a time as any.

Irene seemed like she was about to climax, and I smacked her ass red. "Tell me who's in charge, Irene." "Y-..." "What?" I slapped again. "You... You're in charge..."

I squeezed her ass tight and placed one thumb over her asshole. She responded positively, and seemed closer to cumming. With one final stroke, I pushed my dick all the way in, as well as my thumb inside her asshole. Soon as I did, she screamed loudly in pleasure.

"FU–CK!!!"

A huge amount of liquid poured out of her pussy. She limply lost integrity and fell flat on the bed.

I pulled out, very close to cumming, and Jennie handed me the phone. "Do it!" I looked at Jisoo, finding a very tired face, blushing from feeling good. This was the first time I'm seeing her like this, not to mention doing anything like this to her.

Jennie grabbed Jisoo's face and my dick closer to each other. She also took Jisoo's hand in place of my cock. Jisoo looked up to me, with an unreadable face. "Yeoni..."

She slowly tightened her grasp front and back. By the way she did it, it was obvious she'd never done this before. My dick, close to cumming, was feeling the best it has been all night. Her hand was slipping on it due to Irene's juices, but she held it tighter and jerked it off faster. "Yeoni..."

I had never looked at her this way, but now, she was naked, on her knees, jerking me off, and here I was pointing a camera at her doing this to me. She now held my dick with two hands. I felt I was on the precipice of cumming. She opened her mouth to say something. "Yeo–"

I placed my dickhead in her mouth. I felt her tongue below my dick. Her eyes widened in surprise, still looking at me. I held her head and slowly sank it deeper in her throat. Her eyes welled with tears, not breaking eye contact. Now I was balls deep, and I felt the head right about at the bottom of her neck. Tears actually fell from her eyes. I grabbed her hair and bounced her head on my dick like she was a toy, like I wanted to cum on her face.

I pulled my dick out. Spit was drooling from her mouth. With her mouth still open wide, I reached climax. White gold started shooting out of my rod.

The fist shot landed on her eyes, and she flinched them close. The second spurt entered her nose. The next few pumps landed directly on her tongue, then her mouth, her chin, her cheeks, her forehead. I kept cumming, like I wanted to continue forever. I felt my whole body shiver from pleasure. Jisoo's beautiful face was covered with her brother's cum, some even dripped down and fell on her tits.

I looked at the comments. Millions and millions of Won and USD were coming in.

Jennie grabbed Jisoo's head and tongued the cum out of her mouth, all the while Jisoo did not break eye contact with me. She coughed lightly, with bits of cum spurting out each time. She grabbed her neck, as if in pain. My dick was still hard looking at three naked idols before me.

While Jennie was still clawing at Jisoo, I turned the VLive off.

Suddenly, something alerted all four of us.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

#lovesickmonster #blackpink #lsmu #irene #jennie #jisoo #book1

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najatheangel · 3 years

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genre: fluff, drama, and comedy. high school au!

pairing: Choi San x Reader

author's note: apart of the Ateez Summer Collab hosted by @bangchan-fairy My first official posted collab please let me know what you guys think. Enjoy your summer! ✨

word count: 5.3k

summary: After slacking off junior year and struggling to juggle responsibilities, you're stuck retaking your math course in the summer. With your future on the line, you were stuck with San to work together with you so you both can pass this summer course as seniors. You two seem to have a hard time focusing on your studies. Is it because you don't understand the work or a certain someone that's distracting you

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Your stepmom Maria seemed to be very disappointed in you once again for letting her down this year. She had planned so many family trips, vacations, and hangouts for the whole family to enjoy this summer, but thanks to my failing this dumb math class, I have to be stuck in this school until July.

“You better be lucky I can afford for you to retake this class. Your reckless behavior has gone on long enough.” Your mom walks beside you upstairs inside Walnut Hills Highschool making sure you don’t skip out on the first day of summer school.

“Mom, you know you don’t have to walk me to class. I know what I’m doing!” You groan at her as she links her arms with you in the hallway.

“Clearly you don’t! If you did you wouldn’t be stuck here retaking this class. Now we’re almost there so keep your head high and lose the tude.”

There it was class 2A once again. This class was an absolute nightmare. I took a deep breath and slid the door open slowly with my eyes halfway open anxious to see who was sitting in the classroom.

“Welcome back miss Y/LN! Good seeing you again.” Mr. Harris said with a smile. This sucker, you had a love-hate relationship with Mr. Harris. You loved the fact that he was super nice and helpful when he was your English tutor freshman year, but you hated how he had a crush on your mom and how weird teacher-parent conference meetings would get when they would sneak off with each other in his office.

“Good morning Mr. Harris. Good seeing you again.” Your mom blushed to try to contain her excitement, but it was too obvious. “Anyways I’ll be heading my way out. She’s all yours for the summer.” Your mom gave you one last hug and kiss on the cheek before she left.

You sighed, rolling your eyes, fanning yourself already sweating from the classroom’s lack of cold air blowing. You complained again by saying.“Mr. Harris, are we staying in this room all summer? I’m sweating like a fat pig.”

“Unfortunately, yes. The PCs in the computer lab have been shut down and the school plans on replacing them with apple PCs by august. So these are the cards we’ve been dealt with. Let’s get started shall we.”

All the students in the classroom sighed, taking sips of their water bottles as Mr. Harris took attendance.

“Let’s see...We have Angela, Oliver, Chris, Yui, Y/N...Who’s missing? Choi San?”

“Here.” San slams the door open, arriving 20 minutes late with his chocolate milk in one hand and a glazed donut in the other. “Sorry Mr. Harris, I’ve overslept.”

Mr. Harris sighs, shaking his head, chuckling to calm himself down. “As expected. Just glad that you’re here, please have a seat.”

There was only one seat left which was in the front next to you and that would of course be his assigned seat for the rest of the summer.

You never heard much of San except everyone saying that he dropped out sophomore year.

You remember having a crush on him during freshman orientation when you both were shadowed by this kid named Lee Know. The whole time you were quiet, but you remembered staring at the handsome devil strutting in his uniform the whole time.

So to see him once again took you and everyone by surprise.

“Class, make sure you remember your partner’s name sitting next to you for this summer because you will work together in order to pass this class.”

“Say what?” You look over at San, who was making origami at his desk. “Good seeing again kid.” He smirks at you leaving you speechless. “Want a donut?” He reached out, handing a piece to you.

You were slamming your head on the desk thinking to yourself. “Mom, I know I promised I would finish this class, but I don’t know if I can...”

Mr. Harris had you paired up in groups of two to complete a series of word problems and online on this website called Pearson. On the bright side, walnut hills provided MacBooks for students that didn’t have their laptop, but of course, if they tried to watch Netflix, facetime with their friends, or search for something inappropriate, their laptop will be shut down for 24 hours until further notice.

The first two weeks were pretty quiet between you and San because both of you aren’t necessarily the best conversation starters and whenever San would ask you something it would only just help him cheat on an assignment or help him make up an excuse to skip class. Up until the third week hit you had enough of his excuses trying to avoid doing the work.

The third week you were assigned to work on three hours of pre-cal on the computer and you had the option to locate to a different classroom of course if you couldn’t focus in a cramped room full of sweaty students. So you and san decided to work in the math lab across from class 2A and try to work out a plan.

“Listen San I know this class is our worst enemy, but I promised my mom I would graduate next year and If I have to restart my junior year again I would die of embarrassment. So please try a little harder.” San sighs nodding to your proposal looking deeply into your eyes.

“Fine. I guess I’m in the same boat. I figured retaking junior year would make my mom mad too.” He reaches his hand shaking it with yours smiling.

Your heart starts pounding pretty fast as you're exchanging the agreement with San and you gaze your eyes back at the computer again clearing your throat.

“So, all we have to do is remember the methods Mr. Harris taught us and we'll be alright. What section are we on?” San scrolls through his laptop trying to login into his Pearson account. “I believe it's section 3.A. 20 questions which are due this Friday?! Man, Mr. Harris won’t give us a break.”

You giggled at his surprised reaction. Sometimes he can be soft which makes you melt inside even more. It made you wonder why he was always hanging around with the rebels with no future at school. Maybe life at home was rough and he didn’t have a lot of friends. All these questions were running through your head, which made you not realize that San suddenly moved closer to you.

“You need help with that problem? You were staring blankly at the screen for the past 10 minutes. Here let me show you how to do this.” San wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer to writing the answer problem step by step to help you understand it better, but that wasn’t exactly helping.

All you were doing was admiring his beautiful face to face. It made you remember the first time you saw him with his glowing melon skin, sharp jawline, the way he can pull off a white collar and a striped tie it just seemed impossible.

On top of that his knowledge in math made him 10x more attractive, but you couldn’t understand why someone as brilliant and essential as him set himself up in the wrong crowd and stuck in this situation that cost him his high school diploma.

“So that’s how you get y= 18 + 15x. Any questions?” “Yeah, why the hell are you so fine. Forget Mr. Harris, you can be my tutor.” Would’ve sounded better in your head, but you accidentally said it out loud.

San looked at you with his eyes flashing open and then he burst out laughing. “Well Ms. Y/LN if I knew you were having this much fun, I would’ve signed up for this a long time ago.”

“Same here. You know I didn’t think math was your thing. How come you're so good at it?” He sighs, leaning looking up at the ceiling as his mood changes very quickly. “My dad is an entrepreneur and a CEO of his own company.

He’s very good at math so he taught me at an early age so someday I can take over his company someday. He’s never home at times either so I’m pretty much always helping my friends with their math homework as a side hustle.”

“That must be tiring. I know that must be a lot of pressure for a 17-year-old.” San nods his head in agreement and says “It is, but hey that’s what I’ve been dealing with all my life. We got to finish these questions so we can go home early.” With the both of you panicking you turn back to your computers finishing the last set of problems.

You were having so much fun at school with San that you forgot you had to make it to dinner on time with your wicked stepmother. Ever since you’ve started your sophomore year at Walnut Hills your father was keeping his dating life a secret until he unexpectedly announced that he wanted to marry Maria. Your dad was always the playboy so it always would irritate you whenever he brings another woman into the picture.

Your father planned on marrying Maria by the time you’ve graduated high school, but that all ended in tragedy when your father one day died in a car accident on the way to your volleyball game. This is why you quitted sports, fell out with your best friends, and flunked almost all your classes. Maria has always shown tough love even when your dad was around, but that’s because she never knew what it was like to raise children and she wanted to learn to become closer to your family, but your relationship with her was always rocky.

Arriving late at night you’ve run to your house sweating and panting to your angry stepmom in the kitchen tapping her foot.

“Y/N, do you know what time it is? School ended at 5. Why are you late for dinner? This better is good missy.” You caught your last breath and then rolled your eyes at Maria’s snarky comment. “Me and my partner in my class took longer than expected to finish our assignment. Sorry, okay?”

You’ve slammed your backpack on the back of your chair and grabbed a plate of yong chow rice to eat with your family. “Don’t you roll your eyes at me? I just asked a simple question. Don’t tell me your working with that Choi San guy?”

You shook your head as you started to feel yourself explode at the dinner table, but you let her finish. “I know that because Mr. Harris told me. Look all I’m saying is you better stay concentrated on getting out of summer school and don’t fool around with these boys. Got it?”

You’ve finally snapped and stood up slamming the table with your fists. “You know what, I don’t understand why you're nagging me about every little thing going on in my life. You can’t just be proud that I finished my assignments for this week. But, no you keep finding ways to complain to me about me not working hard enough or messing around. I’m getting really tired of it. That’s why I hate it here!”

“Y/N! Don’t walk away from me when I’m talking to you.” She followed you all the way upstairs until you closed the door and locked it in her face. You were too tired and frustrated to be dealing with her constant ranting so you’ve just sat in your room, put your AirPods on, and blocked her yelling from the background. “We’ll talk about this another day. Psh teenagers.”

For the rest of the night, you smush your face in your pillow crying yourself to sleep. You look back on the polaroids of your dad around your room and through your phone missing his presence in your home. “Dad, why did you leave me alone with her? If it was just the three of us, things would be so different. I miss you.”

Your partnership with San seemed to improve drastically which was surprising, to say the least. All the other kids in the class however didn’t seem to improve. Some were either cheating or missing the deadlines. Mr. Harris was not pleased by the results so he found other alternatives.

“You know what class, here’s what we’re about to do. To make this a lot more fun, how about we do class activities for extra credit. Since some of you are glued to your devices nowadays we can play games like Kahoot, Jenga, and Tetris to answer questions. I can even narrow down the questions on the assignments. How does that sound?” Everyone in class chants and cheers loving the idea which keeps them even more motivated to continue working.

“Alright everyone the games won’t start today, but next week. This is the last week of June and summer school so that means we’re halfway there from finishing. You cannot screw this up. Try acing this week’s quiz with 90% everyone or no games for those with below 70%. Got it?” “Yes, Mr. Harris!” You’ve become closer to the class since it was only nine of you, but your best friends are Angela, San, and Chris. The four of you stopped for ice cream after school to study for this week’s big math test that covered five sections.

“Gosh, Mr. Harris put 40 questions on the test! What the hell is he on crack?”

Everyone laughed at Chris complaining. He would always try to find shortcuts just so he can finish playing PubG, but he always ends up getting in trouble because he procrastinates too much. The only reason he’s somewhat doing well is because of his girlfriend Angela.

She was always a straight-A student and a bit of a geek at school, but outside of school, she was a baddie. She ended up having to retake pre-cal because she wanted to offer to help Chris with homework but ended up failing with him. “Oh hush it’s not even that bad. If you would’ve done those practice problems like you were told, you wouldn’t be complaining so much.” She slaps the back of Chris' head making him spat out his dip cone.

San looks at them admiring their silly dysfunctional relationship and then looks at you mesmerized. He leans in whispering in your ear saying “Why can’t we be more like them. They’re cute together.” You turned to him, slapping his shoulder softly giggling. “We shouldn’t. We agreed to only focus on school, remember?” He looks at you pouting “Does it have to be strictly about work? Like Mr. Harris said, we can have fun with it. We are partners after all.”

You look to the side trying to avoid his gaze as you take another spoonful of mint cocoa. With your sloppy spoonful of ice cream leftover on your face, San quickly grabbed a napkin from the table and whipped your face. “Be careful, you had a little mint chocolate on your face.” He kissed the side of your lips and smirked at you right afterward leaving everyone shocked.

“You guys are hot together.”

Chris with no filter shouted out leaving you a blushing mess. You quickly grabbed your ice cream and backpack as you heard your stepmom pulling up at the dairy parking lot. “You know what duty calls. I’ll meet you guys at the same time tomorrow at San’s place just like we planned. I gotta shave my legs. Later!” San wanted to grab your arm real quick to give you a proper goodbye, but you already beat him to it by sprinting to the car.

“Honey, why did you run in the car so fast? You would have finished your ice cream-”

“No time for that, just drive Mom.” Maria laughs looking at you covering your face with your cardigan and looking at San’s pouting face playing with his spoon he just ate from his ice cream. “Reminds me of the good old days when I was in high school.” Your stepmom cranked the engine and drove all the way home.

When you arrived home you flopped your body on your bed trying to focus on finishing studying for your test by yourself, but all your thinking about San’s kiss replaying in your head over and over again. “Ugh that San man, why did his lips have to be so soft? I'm supposed to be finding the formula for x, not the formula to get into San’s heart.” You’ve pulled out your laptop attempting to send an email to Mr. Harris said that you wanted to switch partners, but you prevent yourself from pressing send through your mouse.

“There’s no point. We only have four more weeks plus he would be upset if I do that. I just need to calm down.” You’ve closed out of your email tab and finished your homework sinking in your thoughts.

“Dad, hey it’s me again, I just wanted to leave a voicemail letting you know that later on today I’ll be bringing my friends over to work on studying for our big test. It would be nice for you to meet them, but of course, I know work is more important. Anyways please come visit again sometime soon. Love you, peace.” San sighs, hanging up the phone as he sets the table up getting ready for you, Angela, and Chris to come over. San has always learned to live basically on his own growing up.

His father is always running off on business trips, his mother left him at a young age to marry a wealthy man and his older brother was already out of the country to join the Navy. His brother was the only person he can count on for family events when it came to birthdays, Christmas, and even father’s day. At least his brother could attend and catch up with his crazy high school life.

Snapping out of his train of thoughts he opens the door as soon as he hears the doorbell ring. “Coming!” He fixed his Pikachu long sleeve and parted his hair before he opened the door. He was smiling so wide after seeing it was you, Angela and Chris.

“C'mon in you guys. Welcome to mi palacio. Let’s study in the living room.”

Everyone ran to the living room pleased with the smell of pina colada candles filling the house. You were shocked that San got to live in this huge nicely decorated home yet you seem to notice that his family is not present.

You see picture frames of him when he was younger in a monster inc sitting on the fountain at Disneyland.

There was also another cute family photo of San’s best friend named Wooyoung that he met since kindergarten, but sadly they ended up cutting ties since they went to different schools.

A picture that stood out from all of them was one of him sitting on his mom’s lap when he was five smiling super hard with his pretty white smile. You’ve never seen him smile that hard and you were always curious more about his past so the family photos have shown a nice glimpse into his past “Hey y/n cmon I made some ramen. We have to pull out the flashcards so we can study.” “W-wait, but your baby pictures I want!” “No time we can look at them later.”

He winks and gently holds your hand and walks downstairs with you.

“Here goes the love birds. We have to try San’s famous spicy ramen dish before it gets too cold.” Everyone sits down at the dinner table clasping their hands together ready to dig in until the door opens.

“Surprise brother! Sorry I’m late. Did I miss dinner?” San’s brother Jinhyuk walks in with veggie wraps and steak bulgogi in his hand. San runs up to his brother hugging him super tight happier to see that he finally made it home. “Guys this is my brother Jinhyuk. Jinhyuk this is Chris, Angela, and Y/N.”

Jinhyuk smiles at everyone greeting everyone. “So what’s been going on with you guys? I know you have been stuck in school together, but what have you guys been doing outside of school?” Angela started by saying “Well so far me and Chris have been seeing each other every day. We always go to the park or the carnival when we get the chance for dates. We have also been hanging out with these two right here.”

Chris joined in saying “Exactly right. You can say we’re like the Scooby-Doo gang of course without scooby.” San laughs adding on “No way you’re definitely Scooby. Angela is Velma, I’m Freddy, and Y/N is Daphne.” Everyone at the table laughed as they enjoyed San’s ramen catching up with each other.

Jinhyuk elbows you as he chats with you in the kitchen. “Hey, I noticed that you were sitting there staring at my brother. What’s going on with you two.” Your eyes flashed wide open as you were surprised by Jinhyk’s sudden question. You faced him scratching the back of your head not knowing how to answer his question. “Well, I honestly don’t know. I think he just likes teasing me. One minute he flirts with me, the next minute he treats me like one of the guys. My mom also doesn’t want me getting distracted so I’m trying to keep my distance.”

Jinhyuk laughs and then pets your head. “Well, you both already failed at keeping your distance. I think he likes you, but since you keep running away or avoiding him too much, he feels like he’s making you uncomfortable and that you strictly want to stay as friends. I wouldn’t give him the wrong idea to be upfront about how you feel about him. You got this kid.” He grabs your empty bowl for you and washes the dishes giving you that boost of confidence. “You know what you're right. Mama didn’t raise no punk. I’ll tell him after we finish studying. Thanks, Jinhyuk I owe you the next time you visit.” You give him a thumbs up and skip happily out the kitchen looking forward to seeing your friends.

After hours of studying flashcards, everyone finally studied feeling confident in themselves about the final test of the semester. Everyone packed their things and was ready to head home since their parents were outside. You were the only one that still felt confident about your process throughout the class so you’ve decided to stay an extra hour to study with San.

“Are you sure this is right?” You put the pencil down crossing your fingers as San checks your work. “Wow yes, that is correct. See you’re doing just fine. You only got 7 wrong out of the 40 questions. Just keep using that method I taught you and you’ll be just fine.” San smiles at you pinching your cheeks. “It’s 10:30 pm. Your mom is going to be worried about you. You should start heading home. I'll drop you off.” San started putting his notebook and laptop back on his desk getting ready to leave his room, but you pull on his sleeve bringing him back down on the couch with you.

“Wait, um why don’t we watch a movie or something. My mom is out with Mr. Harris anyways they won’t be back until the morning. I kind of told her I was spending the night at my cousin’s house.”

San smiles, shaking his head gulping, sitting back down next to you. “That sounds nice and all, but I don’t want to get you in trouble. Plus you do realize you’re staying over at a boy’s house at night.” You lean your head on his shoulder holding his hand yawning. “I know I trust you. You wouldn’t do anything unless I told you I wanted to. Just for tonight please San?” San sighs, lifting your chin patting the back of your head. “Fine, but next time let me meet your mom. I want to know everything there is about you okay?” You nod linking pinkies with him. “Deal. Now let’s watch Money Heist Shall we?”

The next morning you wake up in San’s arms as you share a blanket on the living room couch. You woke up fixing his messy black hair struck by his sleeping face. “Gosh you're even more dreamy when you're sleeping.” You checked the time on your phone and realized what time it was.

Pre-cal normally starts around 10, it was 11:20. “San gets up, we're late for class! We can’t miss this one Mr. Harris is giving us get extra credit today.” San woke right up alert as he wiped the drool from the side of his mouth.

“Dang, we gotta go. Here brush your teeth real fast, brush your hair and let’s roll.”

The two of you got ready as fast you could and hopped right on his motorcycle speeding through the traffic throughout the city.

You wrapped your arms around San the whole time scared you’ll fall on the motorcycle. San felt so happy whenever you depended on him for anything. “God I love this girl. I know they say I’m too young or going too fast, but I can’t help it.” He mumbled under his breath as he arrived at the school.

“Well well if it isn’t San and Y/N. You better be lucky you didn’t miss the test. We just got done playing Kahoot.” The two of you poured with your heads looking down feeling ashamed as you walked to your seats. The two of you took one last glimpse of each before Mr. Harris handed out the test.

This was it after everything you’ve been through this past month with San and your friends. The hard work was going to determine if you actually made it through or not. Mr. Harris gave you a whisper of encouragement you never heard in a long time except for your dad. “Y/N no matter what happens I’ll always be proud of you. Finish this strong.”

Mr. Harris' words almost moved you to tears as you smiled and nodded your head right back at him. Now you understand why Maria loved him so much he was always passionate about teaching and cared about your well-being.

You grabbed your pencil and your laptop as you started getting to work. The whole time you were nervous and a few questions caused you to slip up, but in the end, you remembered how to do most of the work. San seemed to be holding up just fine so you weren’t too worried about him, Angela would always double-check her work before turning it in and Chris was surprisingly focused the whole time.

As everyone finished their tests Mr. Harris checked everyone’s grades one by one slowly seeing their process.

He stands up taking off his glasses and says. “Class...congratulations on becoming seniors! Everyone has passed summer school. See you in the fall.”

Everyone screamed cheering as the paper was flying and everyone in the classroom cheered. “Yeah, you guys hang out at the carnival!” Chris screamed and everyone followed him out.

Before catching up with everyone you called your stepmom to tell her the good news with Mr. Harris next to you.

“Mom, I finally passed. Dad’s face right now you know he’s probably crying. It was all thanks to Mr. Harris too, he's the best teacher ever.”

You can hear your mom’s voice on the other end as she gets teary-eyed. “Your dad would definitely be so happy that you passed, but also pissed because he never wants you in summer school ever again.” The three of you laugh together as you share the happy news.

“I’m so sorry I doubted you and was super harsh y/n. I love you and just want you to succeed. Your my only banana muffin I got in this world so don’t pull off any dumb crap like this ever again.”

“Yes mom, you know I will. I made a promise to dad after all. I will graduate and stay close to you if it’s the last thing I do. Love you, I'm going to the carnival with my friends.”

Maria makes kissy noises back and says “I love you too. Don’t stay out too late. Matter of fact I’ll meet you there since me and Harris have a date anyways. See you there.” You hang up feeling emotional as you hug Mr. Harris.

Mr. Harris pats you on the back saying “Didn’t I tell you she’s very proud. Now I think you need to catch up with your friends before he leaves without you. I’ll meet you at the carnival.” Mr. Harris leaves the classroom giving you one last smile and heading out.

You walked in the hallway looking all around the school for San, luckily you found him in the science lab where he’s sitting by the window with a sad look on his face.

“San. We’ve gotta meet up with everyone at the carnival. Why are you here by yourself?”

San sighs, crossing his arms.

“There’s no point in celebrating. I tried reaching out to both of my parents to tell them about one of the biggest accomplishments in my life and as usual, they didn’t answer.” You sat right next to him at the window petting his head. “You know what, how dare they? Forget them.

You have a supportive big brother, an amazing group of friends, and the best teacher a school could ever ask for. You have a family right here and we’re proud of you.”

San lifts his head up as he sees your bright smile that always makes him helpless.

“You always know exactly what to say. What would I do without you?”

He links pinkies with you. “I really can’t wait for you to meet my stepmom. She gets on my nerves sometimes and we always tend to bump heads, but we always come right back together. Dad would’ve also loved you. He was always straight to the point and never held back. I loved that confidence he always had.”

“Oh yeah he did get into that accident last year, I’m so sorry about that.”

You shake your head “It’s alright, I’m still holding up just fine. I’m just happy to have you here with me plus I get to be seniors with you and everyone else.” San looks up at you one last time slowly leaning his face close to yours until your noses touch.

“Gosh, I wonder what would happen if I made out with Y/N in the science lab? The janitor would for sure catch us in the act.” You giggle flirting with him back.

“The only thing he would have to worry about cleaning up is the kiss marks that are going to be on your neck.”

“Wow, I didn’t know you were this playful. I love seeing this side of you.”

The two of you finally exchange a short yet sweet kiss in the orange sunset peeking against the window. It was going to last longer until Angela and Chris crashed the party with a loud knock on the door.

“Hurry up Freddy and Daphne the Scooby gang has to pull up at the carnival together. You guys can finish eating each other's faces off in the car. We can’t miss the flight of fear!”

The two of you looked at each other shrugging and walked together hand in hand out the classroom. “Well, I guess we will have to finish this on the carousel.” “Indeed, that sounds more romantic than making out while being surrounded by jars of disinfected frogs in the science lab.”

The two of you catch up with the rest of the seniors of class 2021 as you look forward to your last summer as juniors together. Today was going to be the day where you go all out and live like you're gonna die young.

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fal-carrington · 6 years

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On my own [3/??]

Pairing: KamilahxMc

Disclaimer: The characters belongs to PB

Prompt: Love can happen on unexpected occasions, people fall in love when they least expect, bringing feelings that they thought they had buried long ago within themselves. Falling in love with mortals was off Kamilah's to-do list until a certain stubborn mortal emerges and changes the CEO's heart. When Kamilah finally admits being in love, an unexpected event happens, but can love survive death?

A/N: Sorry for taking too long 😪

"I should be working, not wasting my time with you." Kamilah grunted with an ugly face as she stared intently into the rooms of Priya's house.

"Oh my God, Kami. This words are so hurtful, you are going to break my little heart.” Priya said touching her chest as she poured whiskey into two glasses, she saw the menacing expression in Kamilah's brown eyes and giggled.

"Get to the point Lacroix." Kamilah sat on Priya's leather couch, crossing her legs and unbuttoning her suit.

She would never come to Priya's house unless it was an emergency situation. Kamilah looked disapprovedly at Priya's houseboys, who asked if she needed anything as soon as she crossed the door. She was supposed to be working, there was a lot of work waiting for her and she hated wasting her time on futile things, with futile people like Priya.

"So... You and my delicious snack, uh? Do you mind explaining to me how this happened?” She turned with a raised eyebrow as she handed Kamilah a glass.

"Why do you want to know?" Kamilah rolled her eyes.

"Do not look so defensive, Sayeed. I just want to know. When I heard about both of you, I was kind of shocked to tell the truth. I always thought that little human would end up in my bed first rather than yours.” She shrugged.

“So that's about it? Are you jealous? Did you want her to end up in your bed instead of mine?” Kamilah raised an eyebrow.

"Do not get me wrong, but... How can she sleep with you, you do not have the slightest fun, I think I've never seen you smile and a primitive being like you should not be good in bed"

Kamilah rolled her eyes. Her patience was between at one thin line right now.

"In two seconds, I'm going to get up and I'll leave you talking to yourself." She threatened and Priya chuckled as she approached.

"I think Hayley underestimated us all, huh? Who would have thought Kamilah Sayeed the every powerful Queen of New York would end up falling in love with a human.” Priya smiled, her eyes shining with malice.

"What do you want?" Kamilah asked through clenched teeth between controlled breaths. She was losing her temper.

"Ah! We're finally getting there, so let's go to business. You want me to keep my mouth shut, so I want you to do something for me."

"I could kill you and get rid of it." Kamilah smiled for the first time. “Or maybe I could just cut your tongue out.”

"This is not a fun option, Kami. See how I don’t understand? How did Hayley choose you?”

"Right. What you want?" She crossed her arms.

"I want you to sponsor my newest collection of winter clothes. In addition to sponsoring, you will have to attend all the parades and demonstrate your public support for my collection. You can even choose some clothes if you want."

"Absolutely not." Kamilah got up and walked toward the door. She would never give Priya her money or go to those stupid parades.

"Uh, so should I call Adrian and have a little talk with him?" Priya asked behind her, watching her fingernails.

Kamilah stopped halfway, her fists clenched, she turned.

"Our relationship was more than just sex. So much more, she meant the world to me. You have no right to blackmail me."

"You do not have to explain anything to me. I had already noticed that exchange of looks between you two from the beginning."

"Adrian will not know anything. Not for you or for anyone.” Kamilah looked deep into Priya's evil brown eyes. "If you dare open that mouth to say a word to him, I'll kill you."

"So we have a deal? Adrian will not know that you broke the friend code and I get my sponsorship.” Priya gave a smile in response. Kamilah sighed, killing Priya would be so easy, but then it would probably start a war. "Kami? I'm waiting for my answer."

"Whatever you say." Kamilah shrugged.

"How nice! It's great to do business with you, I've always dreamed of a business partnership between us. I think we'll both benefit." Priya smiled, lifting her glass of wine.

"I suppose." Kamilah answered before turning back to the door and leaving. "We have a deal. Now I want to know about Hayley.”

"I tell you what I know about Hayley's death, but first I need an act of faith on your part," Priya said.

"My act of faith is not killing you."

"Right then, Kami. I wait for you on my next fashion week and then we discussed this after" Priya screamed as she heard Kamilah slam the door.

Wednesday 23h30pm

Adrian watched the people around him closely, Kamilah on the other hand, only had eyes for her glass of whiskey.

"It's great, is not it?" Adrian smiled. "Get out of work early, drink a little... Between friends."

"Of course, but I'd rather be in the office, than come to a pub." Kamilah sighed.

"Age is making you grouchy," Adrian teased with a smile.

"I would not doubt that." Kamilah took another sip of her whiskey, feeling the liquid burn in her throat. Priya's words echoed in her head — "I think Hayley underestimated us all, huh? Who would have thought Kamilah Sayeed the every powerful Queen of New York — she knew perfectly well that she was in the hands of that psychopath, but not for long, a plan was being formulated in her mind.

Fashion Week, Saturday.

The limousine stopped, Kamilah watched intently the flashes of photographers reaching into the windows of the car. Her driver got out of the car and went to open the door.

As she got out of the car, paparazzi rushed toward her, reporters had her attention turned solely to her.

Kamilah walked elegantly between them, sliding her black dress across the red carpet.

"Kamilah, do you have a minute?" One of the reports dared to approach her.

"Sure," she replied.

"This is the first time we see the powerful CEO of Ahmanet Financial at a fashion show, we did not know you were friends with Priya Lacroix"

"I would not say we're friends, just think of us as co-workers." Kamilah replied.

"Kami!" Kamilah rolled her eyes as she heard Priya's behind her back. Priya put an arm around Kamilah's shoulders, which shuddered at the touch of it. "I hope you guys do not mind of me stealing my bestie!"

"I'm not—“

"Come!" Priya led her away from the reporters.

"Stop your games, Priya. You know the reason I'm here.” Kamilah pulled Priya's arm off her shoulders. "Do not you dare play with me."

"Chill, my queen. Until the end of the night you will have your answer. Until then, enjoy the night.” Priya winked and walked away.

Kamilah sighed.

At the end of the parade, Kamilah knew where to find Priya. She was backstage, with her back to the vampire queen, leaning against a counter, taking a sip of her old fashioned.

"I knew you'd come for your answer sooner or later, but tell me first. Did you enjoy the show?"

"It was very... Surprising."

"I'll take it as a compliment." Priya smiled, holding out a glass of whiskey to Kamilah, who accepted it. "About your dear Hayley... You asked about the necklace. Yes, it was in the hands of one of the men in my clan, Jerry found him in a poker game at Long Island"

"This does not make any sense. How could have gotten there?” Kamilah put the necklace on the table.

"If you asked me, I would tell you that someone wanted to get rid of him, mislead you. Someone must have found it and stolen it."

"Gaius or Jameson."

"Yes. I would bet Jameson. That poppet"

"But why? She's dead.” Kamilah could not understand, despite everything that had happened, why hide? Why was it so important? "How do you know all this?!"

"Call of intuition"

"I'll kill him even if it's the last thing I do."

Unknown place

It was a dark, dimly lit and dusty place, there was only one window that stood on the ceiling with a little sunshine lighting through it.

There was nothing in that cellar, other than a dirty cell with large iron. Just it.

A girl was leaning against the iron soles, her arms stuck in long, thick chains, her face was dirty, her stomach rumbled, and she was with pain all over her body.

The door finally opened. The only door in that cell, giving way to an Asian man. Jameson.

"Oh, hello. I'm glad you're awake, Hayley.” He said coming over and kneeling on the other side of the iron cell.

#choices you play #bloodbound #kamilah sayeed #mc x kamilah

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You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You both like socialism, feminism, and feminist.

You: hi

Stranger: Abortion is the literal definition of the slippery slope. First they say aborting a fetus is okay and them they move onto late term abortions and everyone is accepting it! Soon they’ll say aborting babies is okay and then say that a mother has the right to abort her teenage sons. Soon, they’ll be aborting all adult men because the end goal of feminism is genocide. That’s why I call them feminazis, because they literally advocate for eugenics and the murder of an oppressed group that gets blamed for everything (men)

You: ha

You: hey dude

Stranger: feminazis are cancer

Stranger: hi

Stranger: the war on masculinity is also a slippery slope

You: ha

Stranger: first destroy gender norms and patriarchy

Stranger: then they want to destroy men

You: dang you need some better boots boy

Stranger: feminists are our oppressors

You: like, these ideas aren't getting much traction with me

Stranger: are you a feminazi?

You: maybe you just live in a rainy hilly area

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Stranger: im a man

You: yeah dude, it seems like you've got it rough

Stranger: why are feminists so mean?

Stranger: what did i ever do to them?

You: like, those are some wacky problems that aren't really hurting you

Stranger: yeah they are its a slippery slope

Stranger: they’re going to kill all of us

You: sliperry slopes are logical falacies boy

Stranger: no

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Stranger: birth control is a gateway drug to murdering all men

You: dude, the world is collapsing cause of capitalism

You: not ladies

Stranger: lol are you a commie

You: yeah dude

You: and i hate nazis

Stranger: good for you. you should hate feminists

Stranger: they are literally fascists

You: ha

You: na dude, i'm like more into hating actual facists

Stranger: they are fascist, they want to take away our free speech

You: lol

Stranger: and they dont want our men to just be men

Stranger: feminazis are misandrists

You: you must be trollin boy

You: you sound histarical

Stranger: im not a troll

You: well that's just sad then

Stranger: and lol im hysterical?

Stranger: well you’re a woman

Stranger: so you’re even more hysterical

Stranger: are you on your period?

You: lol

You: yeah bro

Stranger: lol!

You: and you're the one raggin' on me

Stranger: you’re a man hater, all feminazis are

You: lol

Stranger: im just defending masculinity

You: its pretty offputing look honestly

You: you ever get head?

Stranger: no because i am a mgtow who doesnt need females in my life!

You: have you considered going your way into oncoming traffic?

Stranger: lol real men commit suicide the right way only girls attention whore like that

You: or joining the navy ?

Stranger: i once shot myself in the head

Stranger: twice

Stranger: didnt even die

You: tyler durden was gay

Stranger: lol @ all the girls who overdose or walk into traffic

Stranger: just looking for attention

Stranger: whos tyler durden?

You: yeah attentions seakers are pathetic

You: you're tyler durden

Stranger: no?

Stranger: im a real man

You: fight me then

Stranger: lol i dont hit women

Stranger: despite me being a mgtow i still care about chivalry

You: i'm not a woman

You: i'm you

Stranger: the f??

You: yeah b

You: i'm just a projection

You: of your inner desires

You: baby fight me

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Stranger: no dude thats pretty gay

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Stranger: wtf i thought you were a dude??

Stranger: are you a trap?

You: no b

You: i'm your mom

Stranger: because sometimes i want a trap to go my own way with

Stranger: just two bros except she looks kinda femme

You: be the trap you want to see in the world

Stranger: but she wont divorce rape me or get pregnant

You: i'll accept you my child

Stranger: no, im a masculine manly alpha as fuck dude!

You: yeah

You: bet you couldn't drink rubbing alcohol

You: you sound like a pussy my child

Stranger: bet you i can

Stranger: i’ll drink a bunch of rubbing alcohol right now

Stranger: prove it to you that im a real man

You: ok baby

You: then you'll fuck me?

Stranger: no, thats gay

You: its not gay i'm you mom

Stranger: you sound like a pussy fag

You: you speak to your mom with those fingers?

Stranger: beta white knight

Stranger: i fucked your mom

You: you finger bang your mom with that mouth?

You: c'mon girl

Stranger: shut up bitch

Stranger: i am not a girl!

You: do you believe in love?

Stranger: love is for incels, im a chad

You: cause i got something to say about it

Stranger: i pump and dump traps everyday

You: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GsVcUzP_O_8

Stranger: whats that

You: its a hot song

You: to fuck too

You: yeah

Stranger: i heard that song before

You: yeah

You: on the radio?

Stranger: idk where

You: when you were a baby?

Stranger: maybe

You: maybe baby

Stranger: i have a fucking awesome manly memory

You: but you were a kid once

Stranger: nah i was a man when i was 6

Stranger: alpha as fuckkk

You: and isn't that where it all started?

You: where did they touch you?

Stranger: i fucked my teacher when i was 11 lol

You: oh boy

Stranger: yeahhh

You: that was rape

Stranger: no

Stranger: she let me

You: yeah, no

You: she raped you

Stranger: lol a woman cant rape a man

You: that's rape of a minor

Stranger: and besides i liked it xd

You: stilll... she should go to jail

Stranger: men always love sex

You: and you should go to therapy

Stranger: lol its every dudes fantasy bro

You: you sound all fucked up my dude

Stranger: dude wtf??

You: yeah man

Stranger: im not fucked up you are

You: i'm not your mom

Stranger: why tf you support feminism?

You: i'm your friend

You: and i think you need helpo

You: like

You: professional help

You: this is serious

Stranger: i think we chatted before

You: oh probably

Stranger: you’re the really gullible guy who believed everything i said

You: oh totally

You: i must be

You: i believe it

You: i am just real gullable

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You: i'll bring a six pack

Stranger: thanks bro

You: and give you the number of a therapist

Stranger: lol dudes dont need therapists

Stranger: we dont talk about our emotions like girls do!

You: we gotta work on your approach with the ladies man

Stranger: naaah im mgtow now

You: like, that was rough

You: dude, if this is your way

You: its not a good way

Stranger: yeah its a good way

You: it's not to late to deescelate

Stranger: independent free of women

Stranger: m g t o w

You: no man, you are a slave to women

You: you've given them all the power

Stranger: lol says the beta cuck on the plantation

Stranger: no bitch i dont give them power

You: man, you have

Stranger: i just ignore them bitches and gold diggers

Stranger: i fuck traps instead haha xd

You: to come off so hostile at every moment of your life

You: to deny yourself love

Stranger:

Stranger: im a fucking dude bro

Stranger: i aint denying myself love

Stranger: love is for pussy beta fags

You: its cause you dont wanna get hurt

Stranger: real men pump and dump

Stranger: redpilled as fuckkk

Stranger: men dont get hurt

Stranger: men dont cry

You: yeah dude

Stranger: we’re fucking amazing

You: i'm glad you are just trolling bro

Stranger: not a troll bro

You: cause this otherwise would be unhealthy

You: no you must be

You: cause otherwise it would be so so so sad

Stranger: but really its so fun to pretend to be a sensitive fragile dude

You: like what a sad creature

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You: like god-damn gollem

You: with no ring

Stranger: i love doing this its like literally they get offended by everything

You: yeah

Stranger: men are really dumb

You: i'm surprised you didnt mention venezula

Stranger: oh righttt

Stranger: well the character im playing isnt a capitalist anyways

You: oh yeah?

You: what is he?

Stranger: feudalist :p

You: ha ha

Stranger: anyways i think im manlier than you and i finished my rubbing alcohol

You: that legit made me laugh

You: ok dude

Stranger: well you think im kidding

You: the feudalist part

Stranger: oh

You: ok, maybe call 911?

Stranger: well i wasnt going to admit to being a fascist after i told you feminazis are the real fascists

You: yeah, i mean, it wouldn't stop a nazi

You: probalby

You: "like, feminists are nazis, but also like... i support the kkk"

You: anyway, you ever listen to riot girl music?

Stranger: no not really

You: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CKAtmRhsF30

You: oh wait

You: this isn't it

You: ....

Stranger: true tho

Stranger: what even??

You: https://krecs.bandcamp.com/track/all-women-are-bitches

You: there we are

You: i don't know what was up with that first one

You: anyway, Fifth Column was pretty cool

Stranger: oh

Stranger: not really my type of music tbh

You: fair enough

You: what kind of music you like?

Stranger: idk honestly

You: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j3V1SKM0uVo

You: here's a weird scifi mashup album

You: with a robot socialist agenda i think

Stranger: im not a socialist haha

Stranger: or even anti-capitalist at all

You: i mean, its hard not to buy in

You: in for a penny, in for a pound

Stranger: nice try but im not going to become a commie

You: idk, i mean you say that now

You: but someday you might have to renounce your ways

Stranger: im pretty content being a class traitor, thanks tho

You: lol

Stranger: i love licking the boots of female ceos just as much as male ones :)

You: good for you

You: i mean, after the revolution we'll all have boots

You: and we can take turns

Stranger: no thx boots are oppressive

You: no dude they got good grips

You: to prevent slippery slopes

Stranger: literally foot binding and patriarchy in disguise

Stranger: lol

You: oh, i see what your into now

Stranger: boots are just heels under a different name

You: bondage and heals

Stranger: ?

You: they'll have bdsm after the revolution

Stranger: im not into bdsm haha

You: why not?

Stranger: because bdsm is inherently oppressive to women

You: you're so normy

Stranger: reinforces misogynistic stereotypes

Stranger: ikr

Stranger: patriarchy literally

You: women on top

Stranger: no, thats still misogyny

You: matriarchy

Stranger: but honestly

Stranger: men who have that fetish are honestly sooo misogynistic

You: yeah

Stranger: puttig women on a pedestal isnt any better

Stranger: bdsm is misogynistic

You: and like often into cops and normy shit

Stranger: no revolution

Stranger: i love cops

You: ha

Stranger: they protect and serve us 💕

Stranger: buuuutt

Stranger: 50% of cops should be female

You: thats what your sub should be doing

Stranger: sub?

You: your submissive man servant

Stranger: i dont have one

You: never too late

Stranger: thats pretty gay tbh

You: he give good head

You: and does the dishes

You: and he's there by choice

Stranger: lol matriarchy and gynocentricity

Stranger: feminazis r oppressin men

You: in your case its a gaytriarchy

Stranger: im a girl

You: oh yeah?

Stranger: yeah

Stranger: im not like other girls

You: you a swerf?

Stranger: yeah i think sex workers rights are dumb

You: gross

Stranger: they should be sex slaves

You: double gross

Stranger: swerf and terf

You: gross x infinity

Stranger: grossssss

You: so what brought you to these terrible opinions?

Stranger: well i watch fox news

You: no further info required

Stranger: :)

You: you watch the OA?

Stranger: whats that

You: netflix show

Stranger: nope

You: its pretty good

Stranger: ehhh not my type of show

You: there are men in it

Stranger: gross

You: they go there own way

Stranger: that sounds nice actually

You: yeah

Stranger: i wish all men would go their own way

You: wish they would leave faster

Stranger: is it wrong to want all men dead?

You: if you are pulling the trigger probably

You: but if its like an accident

Stranger: no, i mean like i want them to just conveniently disappear

You: yeah

You: that sounds normal

You: but also, don't we all have little secret prayers

You: for a goddess to strike our enemies down

Stranger: its pretty late

Stranger: i should probably get going

You: yeah

You: ok, have a good sleep

Stranger: good night!

You: :)

Stranger has disconnected.

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