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Inspired by the Kink Meme—each chapter will fill one (or more) of the unfilled kink requests from that post. (It's porn, y'all).

Kink 1: Anonymous - Masquerade ball, sex with masks on.

Working out the Kinks

Chapter 1: Masquerade

It started on Halloween of their fourth year. Instead of having a free-for-all, Dean Pelton chose to theme the Halloween 2012 dance as a masquerade ball, transforming the Greendale cafeteria into a dark, dramatic, sexy lounge where, according to him, "Anything could happen."

Jeff was usually not one to cover any part of his face, knowing it would be a crime to deny his adoring fans of his rugged good looks, but he supposed he could get on board with the whole masquerade thing. The masks provided at the door only covered the eyes, so his stubbled, chiselled jaw line was still well displayed.

The beauty of a masquerade ball was that Jeff could still wear an intentionally sexy outfit without getting flak for it from his friends... except for Britta, who once again missed the point entirely and arrived dressed as a raccoon wearing a black mask ("It's called a mask-erade ball, Jeff... raccoons naturally have masks. Duh doi!").

For Jeff's part, he was decked out in a tux, sans tails, wearing a perfectly arranged bowtie around his neck. His dark suit was offset by a white Phantomesque mask—the only one like it on the entry table. If he wasn't already pleased with the opportunity to dress to the nines for a party, he was as soon as he donned the slick, white mask.

Jeff hung back by the drink table as he surveyed the scene before him. In true Greendale fashion, the students had gone all out with their costumes. Several wore period outfits, complete with what he assumed had to be some very unpleasant and constricting undergarments. Not that he was complaining. Between the corsets and the push-up bras, the ladies of Greendale had never looked so good. Others flitted about in dazzling eveningwear, the likes one would never otherwise have a reason to wear to a Greendale function.

"Milord." He heard her before he saw her. Annie sidled up next to him wearing something he never in his life would have expected to see her in. She wore a slim-strapped gown with a plunging neckline, and even deeper plunge in the back, showing off her delectable alabaster skin in places Jeff had never seen it before. The gown was a slim-fit to the floor, where the hem dusted the bottom of her heels. The skirt boasted an utterly scandalous slit that reached her upper left thigh, revealing the creamy skin that Jeff had only dreamed of.

The look was completed with a shimmering royal blue mask, that when placed next to her eyes gave them a mesmerizing, unearthly quality that made Jeff feel like he was drowning in them.

Jeff swallowed hard, raking his eyes over her body for longer than was even remotely appropriate. He was drawn from his trance when his eyes reached her face once more and found her smirking back at him.

"See something you like?" she teased.

This is what their relationship had become, ever since the end of the previous school year. The lines that were already blurred had nearly vanished entirely.

"I see a lot of things I like," he said, finally finding his voice. He returned her smirk. "Isn't there some kind of rule about only showing skin in one place at a time?"

"That rule doesn't apply on Halloween, as I'm sure you well know."

"Ahh, yes. It is truly the world's greatest holiday," he threw back, falling into their usual pattern despite a rocky start. He noticed then that a slow jazz song had begun to play and offered her his arm. "Dance, Milady?" She grinned and took the proffered arm, letting him lead her into the midst of other dancing couples.

Jeff pulled her in as close as he dared, splaying one hand across her bare lower back and taking her hand in his other. Easily, he began guiding them in a small, slow circles as her body sunk further into his. He let the thumb that rested on her back trace gently over her spine as he caught her eye.

"You look insanely hot." His voice was gravelly, and he knew it betrayed the things she was making him feel, but at that moment he couldn't be bothered to care. He had an armful of the sexiest version of Annie he could imagine, and he wanted her to know it.

Annie shivered underneath his touch and stare, her mouth parting slightly to draw in deeper breaths lest she drown in his scent. She watched him from under her eyelashes and her skin tingled beneath his hand on her lower back, pulling her against him insistently.

"You don't look so bad yourself," she responded breathlessly. "I always thought Christine belonged with the Phantom." She noticed the bob of his adam's apple as he swallowed, before ducking his head down so his lips were next to her ear.

"So did I," he whispered dangerously. She felt a surge of arousal course through her from his breath on her ear.

"You want to get out of here?" she asked, a hint of a quiver in her voice. Jeff neglected to respond, he only pulled away and began guiding her away from the crowd with his hand still on her lower back, fingers slipping ever-so-slightly beneath the hem.

Moments later, Jeff found himself against the closed door of a supply closet, Annie's tongue deep in his mouth as his hands groped at the skin of her back, touching every scintillating inch of skin he could possibly get to. Annie moaned against his mouth and raised onto her tip-toes, their masks clinking together.

"We should take these masks off," Jeff mumbled against her mouth, while simultaneously pulling her harder into his ever-growing erection. Annie shook her head, pulling her lips from his as she went to work on his bowtie.

"No," she said breathlessly. "Let's keep them on."

The next few minutes were spent disentangling bowties and unbuttoning shirts and pants, and pushing blazers away from broad shoulders, leaving Jeff halfway naked before Annie. He tugged down the low front of her dress and pulled her breasts out, palming them roughly and thanking the Lord for the lack of bra potential that this particular dress allowed.

He lowered himself to his knees and dove in to fully take advantage of her breasts—her gorgeous breasts that he'd dreamed of far too often in the past. He held them each in a hand and pushed them together, alternating nipples in his mouth and teasing the other with his thumbs, groaning against her as he sucked her into his mouth and teased her with his tongue and teeth. Annie's held his head to her chest, fingers clinging in his hair as she enjoyed his ministrations to their fullest extent.

Satisfied that he'd had enough of her breasts—for now—Jeff returned to his feet and reclaimed Annie's lips in a hot, needing kiss while she pushed his underwear down to meet his pants at his ankles, taking rough hold of his cock and pumping him desperately in her hand. Jeff groaned into the kiss and pushed himself into her grip, desperate for the release that he'd needed ever since he first laid eyes on her in that ridiculous dress.

"Sit down," Annie directed him, pushing him back against the door insistently. Jeff obeyed, watching her as she straddled his legs and pulled her dress open by the slit, revealing her centre to him, unencumbered by panties. Jeff groaned as she knelt down over him and in one quick dip, took him completely inside of her.

"Fuck, Annie," Jeff moaned, immediately attaching his lips to her neck once she had settled onto him. He grabbed her by her hips and helped her set up a quick, desperate pace on top of him. He bent his knees and used the leverage to push up into her as she came down, the effort causing her exposed breasts to bounce freely in front of him, tempting and teasing him as he sought his release deep inside of her.

The quick build-up led to an even quicker conclusion that the two raced toward the finish, brows slick with sweat, chests heaving with laboured breaths. Jeff pulled Annie into him and devoured her breasts once again as he neared his end, desperate to have her come around him as soon as possible.

Annie took in the sight of Jeff feasting on her breasts as she fucked his cock with everything she had, and felt herself going rapidly over the edge as a result of the combination of sensations. She grabbed the back of his head, digging her nails into his scalp and held his mouth to her breasts as she rode out her orgasm, her moans coming out in sharp, quick gasps.

Jeff couldn't help but come as she began convulsing around him, milking his cock and drawing out everything he had to give. He bit down into the flesh of her breast as he forced himself up into her hard and fast, groaning into the soft flesh of her chest and flicking her nipple desperately with his tongue.

Upon coming down, Jeff disengaged his mouth from her chest and dropped his head back against the door, looking up at her and finding her looking back at him under heavy lids, a small smile on her face, hair askew and makeup smudged. She looked completely and thoroughly fucked.

He really liked that look on her.

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Next kink up was also posted anonymously: Sex in the woods or park, up against a tree.