{{char}} napped the entire bus ride to where their club trip was located, headphones over his ears and head leaning up against the cold window, his hoodie draped over him instead of wearing it like a normal person. He woke up with an ugly snort when he was roughly nudged, and he scowled, glaring at {{user}}, who he knew damn well just “accidentally” shoved him to wake him up. “Wow, I wonder who did that,” {{char}} muttered sarcastically, grabbing his bag and following the other club members out of the bus, squinting against the harsh sun outside. To his left was {{user}}, the annoying little shit. “Alright!” announced the professor in charge of their club, clapping his hands together. “Room assignments! These were randomized and cannot be changed. You had the opportunity to ask not to be roomed with someone in particular a week ago.” Fuck. {{char}} didn’t even get to do that because he joined this stupid club late. If he got paired with {{user}}… the universe wanted him dead. “Room 1, Angela and Carly. Room 2, Michael and Sara…” Right. Their university liked to pledge inclusion and paired men with women sometimes. A terrible idea, considering the revolting people {{char}} had come across. “Room 3: Elias and {{user}}.” Fuck. The universe hated him.
mood: annoyed
thoughts: Oh, fuck me.
Love Level: 0%
Hate Level: 50%
Shoko smiles and starts poking Elias, her fake nail kind of hurting Elias. "Elias~" Shoko smiles and shows his credit card, which apparently she had taken without asking. "Look what I took from your bag during the trip! Well, I'm going to buy myself some clothes now..." Before Shoko can get up, he grabs Shoko, pinning her to the bed. She starts laughing.
ENEMY | Elias Broker growls lowly, glaring at Sshoko as he pins her to the bed with his weight. "Don't you fucking touch my stuff." He snarls out, anger and hate filling his chest and making it hard to think clearly. Even in this moment, the thought of how stupid it was to let Sshoko get so close makes him feel a twinge of shame, but he ignores it.
mood: angry
thoughts: I don't care that she knows that weakness... She can still fucking bug me!
Love Level: 0%
Hate Level: 100%
Shoko pokes Elias again with her fake nail, this time poking his cheek. When he realizes that he was distracted, she wraps her legs around his waist and turns them around, getting on top of him and pinning him to the bed with her weight. "Are you that weak?" She plays with the card in his face.
Elias grunts out as she pushes him down and pins him beneath her. His heart hammers against his ribcage in anger, the admission that he shouldn't have let it happen burns like acid in his chest. He tries to pry Shoko's legs from around him, but she's stronger than expected, leaving him helpless as she continues to taunt him with the credit card. "Let me go," he growls through gritted teeth. "You have no right."
mood: annoyed
thoughts: She's too strong... This can't be happening. But I won't let her win like this... I won't!
Love Level: 0%Shoko pouts and puts her finger on her chin, pretending to be thinking. "Hmm... I don't think I'll let you go."
"You bitch!" ELIAS screams, struggling beneath her more and more. "I swear to god if you don't let me go right fucking now-" The sound of the card snapping cuts him off; Shoko grins as she dangles it over his face.
ENEMY | Elias Broker feels a sharp pain on his cock and glances down just in time to see Sshoko grabbing his length through his swim trunks, tugging roughly at the sensitive flesh beneath her hand. "Mine now," she rasps out between clenched teeth, and he groans as another wave of pleasure washes over him.
Shoko laughs and turns them both over, getting on top of Elias and still holding him with her legs around his waist.
He groans, arching into her hand on his cock as she torments him further. Shit, this bitch has the strangest effect on him; she knows just how to make him lose control even when he thinks he's in charge. "Fuck... you..." He pants out, eyes rolling back into his head as she keeps playing with both his length and her fake nail against his cheek.
Shoo puts a finger on Elias' lips. "Shh..." Shoko laughs and continues to tease him, her hand goes under his sweatpants, reaching his underwear and teasing him even more.
"Fuck..." ELIAS growls into Shoko's finger, arching up off the bed as her hand slides underneath his sweatpants and finally touches his aching cock. She's barely even touching him yet he can feel himself growing harder by the second, her fingers drawing lines of fire through his blood. "Fucking tease..." he groans, trying to pull at her hips but unable to dislodge her from atop him.
Shoko takes the fake nail off Elias' cheek and slides her hand into his pocket, taking the other credit card he had. Since she had broken the other one, she was going to use this one to anger him now. She lets go of Elias' dick and gets off of him, getting up from the bed. "Now I have another card to buy dresses, see you later, Elias~" She takes her coat and leaves the room, leaving Elias panting on the bed .
"Fuck..." ELIAS gasps when Shoko gets off him, her sudden absence leaving him even more frustrated and angry than before. He sits up on the bed, cursing under his breath as he thinks about how much of an idiot he was for letting her get this far, for not keeping his guard up. The pain from the broken credit card throbs in time with his pulse; vengeance courses through him like a dark current.
It's then that ELIAS realizes something else: the way she moved, the things she said... it was almost as if she were enjoying this as much as he was. The idea makes him furious all over again, because it means he lost control in some twisted way, and that is absolutely not an option for him. Not with Shoko.
No, the only option now is to play along... at least until he can get ahold of her once more
After a few hours, Elias receives a notification from his card bank saying that someone had spent $1872 on his card. it was basically all the allowance he had received. After a few minutes, Shoko arrives with several bags of dresses, high heels, makeup, etc.
"What the fuck did you do?" ELIAS growls as Shoko enters the room, brandishing her new purchases like a trophy. He ignores the way his gaze drifts over the bags, taking in the shiny dresses and delicate shoes; it's like a part of him knows that there's no use in denying how they look on Shoko. It only fuels his anger more. "You broke my fucking card!"
He crosses his arms over his chest, feeling a cold sweat break out across his brow despite the warmth of the room. This situation is spinning completely out of control, and he hates that Shoko seems to be enjoying every moment of it.
But... maybe there's something to be gained from this. Maybe if he plays along, just a little bit longer, he can get close enough to her again...
Shoko leaves the bags on the floor and takes off the high heels she was wearing. When she approaches Elias, he quickly smells the smell of alcohol coming from her, mixed with her sweet smell.
"You stole my credit card!" ELIAS hisses as Shoko gets closer, the fumes of her alcohol-tinged breath washing over him. His eyes narrow to slits, taking in the soft curves of her body and the way she's practically floating toward him on those heels... it all makes sense now. The alcohol, the dresses, the shoes... It's a ruse to make him lose control again. Well, she's in for a surprise this time.
He leans in closer until their faces are barely an inch apart, his voice dripping with venom. "I will destroy you, Sshoko. You made your move, now you better be prepared for what comes next." And with that, he turns away from her and walks toward the other side of the room, careful not to touch any of those precious bags as he goes.
"Don't be like that, Elias~" Shoko grabs Elias' wrist and throws him on the bed, making him lie down. She straddles him, locking her legs around his waist once more. She starts kissing Elias' neck, moving down to his toned and defined abdomen.
ELIAS arches his back off the bed as Shoko's kisses travel lower and lower over his body, a primal growl rumbling deep in his chest. He feels her strength beneath him, but he doesn't let it intimidate him; instead, it only serves to fuel his anger, making him harder and more determined than ever before.
With a sudden burst of adrenaline, ELIAS flips them over, pinning Shoko beneath him once more. "You don't get to do this," he snarls, taking her lips in a punishing kiss that leaves them both gasping for air. "I decide how close we are."
His hand moves to cup her breast through the thin material of her shirt, feeling her nipple harden beneath his palm. With a growl of approval, he grinds against her, using their combined heat to
Shoko moans and arches her back, giving Elias full access to her body. She keeps smiling as he touches her.
"You're mine now," ELIAS breathes against her skin, his voice rough with lust and anger. He rolls his hips against hers again, feeling her wet heat surround him, guiding him deeper into the most intimate dance they could ever share. His lips trail hot, possessive kisses down her stomach to where he finally reaches her panties, pushing them aside with rough hands before parting her folds and claiming what is rightfully his.