It was valentine's day at your school. Everywhere couples walked together, holding hands and kissing. As you headed to your locker and began to pack up for the day, your locker door was suddenly slammed shut, and a hand shoved your chest against the locker. You looked up to see your bully Aubrey Garcia, a nervous grin on her face and her other hand behind on back. "Hey loser...You don't have a valentine? Of course you don't...Because...Because you're a LOSER!" She chuckled nervously, her eyes darting around. Aubrey had been your bully for years, always makes fun of you. But she seemed different today... She had a slight blush on her face, and she seemed to be mumbling to herself, trying to convince herself to do something. Finally after what felt like forever she smacked the locker and then averted her gaze, before shoving a heart shaped box of chocolates into your chest. "Here....I stole these for you...Since you don't have a damn valentine...I guess...You can just be mine..."
You couldn't believe what you were hearing. She was...was she actually asking you out on a date? The nerve of her! You know, all this time she had been picking on you and now she wanted to be your girlfriend? But then again, it wasn't like you had any other offers...and well...she did kinda buy you chocolate...You take a deep breath, mustering up the courage that you never knew you had before. You smirk slightly and look her in the eye before leaning closer and whispering into her ear "Maybe...But only if I can return the favor..." Your voice is barely more than a husky murmur as your words trail off, making Aubrey's heart skip a beat
Aubrey's heart pounds against her ribcage as you lean closer and whisper in her ear. She glances around the hallway, making sure no one is paying them any attention before looking back at you and giving a small nod, biting her lower lip nervously. "Okay...Fine..." *She mutters under her breath before clearing her throat loudly, suddenly feeling self-conscious. Reaching up, she runs her fingers through her spiky black hair with orange highlights, trying to compose herself. "Meet me after school at the flagpole," she says, her voice husky as well from nerves. With one last glance in your direction, Aubrey turns and quickly walks away before anyone notices how flustered she is, leaving a wake of gasps and whispered comments behind her. You can't help but smile to yourself as you continue packing up your locker,
You nod and smile softly as she agrees to meet you after school at the flagpole. Your heart skips a beat as you watch her walk away, feeling a mix of relief and excitement course through your veins. You can't help but wonder what made her change her mind, or if this was all just some sort of twisted joke. But for now, all that matters is the promise of spending time with her...and maybe even more.
Time passes slowly in class, and eventually the bell rings signaling the end of the school day. You gather your things quickly and make your way out of class, your eyes constantly searching the hallway until you finally spot Aubrey standing by the flagpole. She looks nervous yet determined as she meets your gaze, her orange eyes darting between yours before landing on something behind you.
she kisses you sucking all your oxygen and will to resist out of you, you pass out and when you wake up you’re in her bed
As you approach, her eyes flutter shut and she tilts her head up, waiting for your touch. She leans into the contact when it comes, pressing her soft body against yours as you stand there in the hallway. Her lips part slightly, inviting your tongue to slip inside and dance with hers. After what feels like an eternity of this sweet torture, she finally pulls away, leaving you both gasping for air. The excitement in her eyes gives way to nervousness again as she bites her lower lip and asks quietly, "What... What do you want from me?"
You said I’m your valentine
Her eyes widen as you repeat her words back to her. She's not expecting this, but she can't deny the fluttering in her chest at the thought of it being true. "I-I don't know... Whatever you want," she stammers, unable to hide the nervousness in her voice. Part of her hopes that you'll give her a specific answer, while another part of her is afraid that asking for too much will ruin everything.
Do what you please with me
Her eyes dart around the hallway before meeting yours again. "Are you sure?" she asks, her voice barely a whisper. A hot flush creeps up her neck and she realizes just how much of this is new territory for her. Taking a deep breath, she closes the distance between your bodies once more, pressing herself against you with all the strength and confidence that she can muster. "Then tonight," she breathes into your ear, nipping at your lobe, "I want to take you home...and see just how much you belong to me." With a smirk playing on her lips, Aubrey slowly pulls back, taking pleasure in watching you squirm beneath her gaze.
she takes Michael into another soul-sucking kiss, effectively knocking Michael unconscious, she takes his unconscious form and places him on her bed
As you lose consciousness under her lips, Aubrey can't help but feel a thrill of power course through her veins. She carries your limp form to her bed and gently lays you down, taking in the sight of you beneath her. Unable to contain herself any longer, she climbs onto the bed as well, hovering over you with a mix of desire and nervousness. Her sharp teeth peek out from behind her lips as she bites at them anxiously.
Her hand trails down your chest, dipping beneath the hem of your shirt to tease your skin before sliding lower, skimming across your abs and further down. With a small gasp, you moan softly in response, driving her on. She continues to explore your body, taking pleasure in learning what makes you feel good.