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Sorry if this seems kind of like fetishization and "toxic" but who doesn't like a little angry, toxic, revenge sex? I certainly do lol. This little scenario just popped up into my head and I hope that you all can forgive me. As always, you can follow me on Instagram at starrynights513 for polls, updates, and my ramblings haha.
Flora and Stella- Trick or Treat
The girls were all in the common room of their dorm room at Alfea College, getting ready for their night out. They were dressed up in crazy outfits for an Earth holiday that Bloom had told them about. It was Halloween and Bloom was insistent that they go to Earth to celebrate. They were getting ready, waiting for the boys to pick them up in a little while.
"Wow," Bloom exclaimed with a smile on her face as she glided the red lipstick across her lips, "we look amazing! I am so glad that we decided on a group costume."
Bloom looked around and examined her friends, noting how great they looked under her guidance and Stella's eye for fashion. They had agreed to go as Batman villains and the guys were going to go as superheroes. Bloom had given Stella the reference photos and she was surprised to see how well she had done. The costumes were sexy while looking a lot like the characters.
Bloom was dressed as the Joker, wearing tight purple shorts, a green crop top, and a tailored, cropped, purple suit jacket. Stella was dressed as Harley Quinn, in a black and red button up vest with nothing underneath and matching red and black shorts. Her long, blonde hair was pulled up into pigtails and the tips were dyed red and blue with washable hair dye.
Musa had decided that she wanted to go as The Penguin, dressed in a tuxedo body suit, complete with black fishnets. And Aisha was dressed as Catwoman, given her skill with a whip and all things athletic. Her costume was the easiest for Stella as all Aisha needed was a latex, black, catsuit and a pair of ears.
Tecna was in the corner wearing what seemed to be the opposite of Bloom's outfit. But instead of purple, the suit jacket and shorts were green and the shirt underneath was black. A purple tie was tied around her neck and a purple mask was placed over her eyes. It was no question that she was going to be the riddler. Just like it had been no question that Flora was going to be Poison Ivy. Dressed in a leaf-covered corset bodysuit leaving more of her body exposed than she had wanted.
"There has to be more to this costume," Flora groaned, "right, Stella?"
Stella turned and skipped over to Flora, slapping her tan hand out of the way as she was doing her best to pull up the corset to cover up more of her chest.
"Stop messing with your costume, Flora. You are going to rip it." Stella readjusted Flora's costume. "Besides, you knew what kind of costume that Poison Ivy wears and knew that we were all going to be smoking hot."
"But I thought that there was going to be a little more fabric."
"You look good and your tits and ass look great. Helia is going to love it." Stella gave Flora a wink as she walked away and went to help Musa wrap her hair up into a bun to put under her top hat. Though it was known that Riven surely would see to it that the hat would be gone and Musa's hair ruined at the end of the night.
Flora sighed as she looked herself over in the mirror again. Maybe if she added more ivy crawling up her legs that it would distract from the fact that her ass was hanging out of the green, leaf-covered, bodysuit. She really should have paid more attention when picking out the character and when Stella designed the costumes. Hell, she should have known better than to let Stella take over the design process. Sure, they all looked great and really really hot. But Flora had to admit that she would even be too self-conscious to wear the costume when she was alone with Helia, much less at a night on the town. Was it too late to back out? To pretend that she was sick?
There was a knock on the door and the sound of Stella's light squeal that brought Flora back to the present moment. Flora turned her head to the door to see it flung open to reveal the Specialists, dressed in their usual uniform. Had something come up?
"Um, what the heck?" Stella's voice was low as she looked at the guys, her arms folded across her chest and her hip cocked to the side. "I thought that we were all going in costume?"
"This is our costume." Brandon smirked as he looked Stella up and down, taking in her risque costume, "You said to come as heroes and here we are, dressed as such."
"I said costume, not uniform. You all are just being lazy! Well, I could excuse Timmy and maybe Helia for misunderstanding the assignment but the rest of you? Seriously?"
"Sunshine-"
"Don't 'Sunshine' me, mister." Stella jabbed a finger into Brandon's chest, "You knew what I meant and you decided not to do it. Now none of us will look the part. Nobody on Earth will know what the heck any of you are supposed to be other than some idiots in a skin-tight uniform."
"Aww," Brandon took a step into the dorm room, the rest of the guys following behind him, "you know you love this skin-tight uniform."
A blush spread across Stella's suntanned cheeks as Brandon placed a kiss on her forehead and made his way further into the dorm room.
"Stop trying to charm me into not being mad at you." Stella sent Brandon a glare that was only brushed off due to the reddening of her face and the embarrassed smile on her face.
There was a low whistle that came from Riven as he walked in and saw Musa sitting on the sofa, her pale legs crossed and a fake cigar in her mouth.
"Damn, Muse..." Riven marched over to Musa and grabbed her hand, pulling her up from the sofa.
"You like?" Musa asked as she spun around.
"You know I do." Riven smirked as he pulled Musa into his arms.
Flora watched as Timmy became a bumbling mess in front of Tecna, swearing that she could see his glasses fog up from how heated he appeared to become. Judging by how red his face turned. Nabu, the cool and collected unofficial member of the Specialists simply watched in awe as Aisha seductively walked towards him and draped the whip around his neck. Sky and Bloom were too busy trying to appease an irked Stella from ripping Brandon's throat out.
Standing by her table filled with plants, Flora made visual contact with Helia who was uncharacteristically glued to his phone. What was he looking at? What was so interesting? Had he not seen her? Surely he hadn't or else he would have said something. Maybe he had and was too nervous or maybe he didn't like the way she looked.
He typed something out on his phone and another ding sounded. Flora watched as his mouth turned up into a grin as his eyes read over whatever it was that came across his phone screen.
Flora sighed and looked down at the ground. It must be something important, Flora told herself. It was unlike Helia to not greet her the moment that they were together. She watched as she placed the phone into a small pocket, usually used for utility purposes, on his uniform. He looked around the room and his eyes stopped when his gaze fell on Flora. Flashing her a wide smile, he made his way over and grabbed her hand. When his lips fell on the top of her tan hand, a blush spread across her face.
"Flora, you look absolutely-"
Helia was cut off when another ding sounded from his pocket. Flora's smile fell when he dropped her hand and quickly pulled out his phone. He read over the message and quickly responded.
"Is something the matter?" Flora asked, trying not to sound worried.
"Huh?" Helia looked over at Flora before turning his attention back to his phone.
Huh? Flora repeated back in her head. What did he mean, huh? Since when did Helia say, "Huh?"
"Oh, sorry." Helia lifted up his phone slightly in a gesture to show Flora that he was messaging someone. Yeah, she got that. "Krystal is back home in Linphea and she has been telling me about this date she went on with a...well, it has been quite an entertaining tale.
"Has it?" Flora did her best not to sound pissed.
They had just made up from the whole Kyrstal debacle and he was back to ignoring her again? She was nearly naked and he would rather message Krystal and hear about her date with someone else? Normally Flora wouldn't care but it just had to be Krystal. The woman that she still saw as a threat to her relationship with Helia. The younger, athletic, and beautiful princess.
"Apparently, he-" Helia was cut off again when another message came in that he had to answer.
Flora turned her attention away as she really felt that she would explode if she looked at him. Anger and sadness threatened to takeover.
She watched as all of her other friends, save for Stella and Brandon, were closer together...maybe a little too close. She decided to keep her eyes on Stella and Brandon because if she looked at anyone else, the anger and sadness within her would reach a boiling point.
Stella was still berating Brandon about the whole costume fiasco.
"I'm mad because I specifically told you what the plan was. Why is it that when I ask you to do something, you never want to do it? I know that you don't take me seriously-"
"Hold on, Stell. Since when do I not take you seriously?" Brandon held up his hand in defense.
"Oh come on, Brandon. Anything that I enjoy, you just laugh at and treat as some joke. I know that you only go shopping with me to humor me, that you really don't enjoy it."
"Yeah," Brandon huffed, "I don't enjoy walking around a mall for hours but I do it because I love spending time with you. It's not like I expect you to like all of the things that I enjoy."
Stella took a deep breath and reeled in her emotions.
"The point is, is that we, I, asked you, for one night, to come in costume. Costumes that we all planned together, and you all couldn't even do that. You know how much time and energy I put into tonight and you all just showed up as if you just got back from a mission. Which I know you didn't or we would have been there too."
Brandon inhaled and let out the air through his nose, "Stella..."
"I'm done talking about this." Stella glared up to Brandon before turning on her heels, "I just want to get to the club and get back. Thanks for ruining this for me."
Stella slipped the small ring from off of her finger and held it up. With a flash of light, it turned into her staff.
"Come on, everyone," Stella called everyone's attention, "let's go."
The Winx and Specialists huddled together and with a bright flash, the dorm room was empty.
The music was loud and the club was crowded on Halloween night. Everyone was dressed up in costumes, Bloom had to explain most of the Earth references to her friends. However, everyone had to laugh whenever a woman came across their path dressed as a fairy or a witch. If only they knew...
Inside the club, Stella, with the help of Bloom, reserved a large VIP section for all of them to sit comfortably next to each other, though the only couples there at the moment were Tecna and Timmy and Flora and Helia. Stella and Brandon were off in a corner. Stella still pissed at Brandon and Brandon desperately trying to regain her favor. Bloom and Sky were by the bar, ordering drinks. Aisha and Nabu were on the dancefloor, Musa and Riven were there too but only after a lot of cajoling and promises to "make it worth your while" on Musa's end. Riven obviously caved when he knew what "make it worth you while" had entailed. From the looks of it, he wouldn't have to wait too much longer.
Flora sighed before taking a sip of her drink. Helia was still glued to his phone and had barely said more than a sentence to Flora all night. She didn't want to say anything. Helia had just told her that he loved her and that should be enough to put her fears at bay. Right? So why was it that when she looked at every other couple in the club, with the exception of Stella and Brandon, did she feel utterly miserable and unloved? She was sitting next to him, practically naked, and all he cared about was whatever Krystal had been messaging him.
"Helia," Flora placed her hand on the top of his thigh which finally caused him to look up, "would you like to go dance with me?"
Helia gave Flora a smile and opened his mouth to respond, but quickly shut it when his phone sounded off again. Looking down, the light from the screen illuminated his face in the dim club and Flora pulled back her hand.
Clenching the clear cup in her hands, Flora tossed the rest of her drink to the back of her throat before standing up and walking back over to the bar.
"What can I get for you?" the bartender yelled over the loud music.
"Tequila," Flora ordered through clenched teeth. She looked back over towards Helia who was still attached to that fucking phone. "Make it a double shot."
"Sure thing." the bartender gave her a smile before pulling out a double shot glass and filled it up with amber liquid. She also pulled out a lime wedge and a salt shaker. "Here you are, love your costume by the way."
"Glad someone likes it."
Flora took the salt shaker and emptied out some salt on the back of her hand before licking it back up, throwing the shot back, and sucking on the lime wedge. Her face scrunched up.
"Oh that's disgusting!" Flora exclaimed. "Give me another."
"Ya sure?" the bartender asked through a giggle despite already pouring out another double shot into the shot glass that Flora had just emptied.
"It's Halloween and my boyfriend is being super rude."
"Is he the asshole on the phone?"
"Yeah," Flora huffed, "he's usually the sweetest, most attentive person on the planet but tonight...all he is doing is texting her."
"Her? Damn, I don't think I want to get into that." the bartender laughed as she handed Flora another lime wedge.
Before Flora could lick the salt from her hand, Stella had appeared next to her.
"Ugh, Brandon is getting on my last...is that tequila?" Stella asked as she looked down at the shot glass in front of Flora.
"Yes." Flora answered.
"Oh yoohoo," Stella waved her hand to call the bartender over who had since moved on to another customer, "one for me too."
The bartender smirked and rolled her eyes, grabbing another double shot glass, she poured out a shot for Stella and gave her a lime wedge.
"Okay, together." Stella smiled as she poured the salt on the back of her hand.
"Tradition says ya gotta lick it off of each other, loop your arms as you take the shot." the bartender chimed in.
"What about the lime?" Flora asked.
"Eh, most people are too grossed out and in a hurry, for the lime, they just suck their own lime." the bartender shrugged.
Flora and Stella looked at each other, Flora's cheeks pink either from the previous alcohol coursing through her system or from the thought of licking Stella. Sure it was just her hand but still, it was licking skin that wasn't hers or Helia's. Oh, screw it, Flora thought to herself, it's just a hand.
"One...two..."
Before Stella could say three, their mouths were down on each other's hands, licking off the salt. They looped their arms around one another and threw back the bitter alcohol. Finally, faces scrunched, they sucked on the lime.
"That was-" Stella winced.
"Disgusting?" Flora completed the sentence, using the same descriptor.
"Yeah," Stella huffed, "absolutely disgusting."
The women thanked the bartender before ordering one more drink. An amaretto stone sour for Stella and a cranberry vodka for Flora.
"Much better," Stella sighed as she took a sip of her drink, ridding her mouth of the lingering taste of tequila.
"Agreed." Flora smiled.
The two stood at the bar, looking over the crowd as they sipped on their drink.
"I'm surprised you aren't attached at the hip to Brandon." Flora was the first to speak. Uncharacteristic for her, especially with Stella who loved to speak. Blame it on the alcohol?
"Well, he is pissing me off tonight." Stella's mouth turned into a snarl, "Can you believe that he and the other guys showed up in their uniform. We all agreed on going as a large group. But it's not that, not really," Stella sighed, her face softening from anger to dejection, "it's the fact that I was so excited and I had worked hard on designing their costumes and they still came dressed like that. Sure, I could see Riven not wanting to go along with it. But Brandon...how could he do this to me?"
Flora placed a soft hand on Stella's shoulder and gave it a light rub.
"I don't think that he means it. I just don't think that he really understood how much of a big deal this was to you." Flora did her best to appease the situation but the look on her face shifted back to anger, back to the snarl.
"No, he knows what he did. He knew what he was doing. I might be dumb but Brandon isn't."
"Stella!" Flora recoiled in shock, "You are not dumb!"
Stella let out a soft laugh, "Flora, I know that I am and I have come to terms with it."
"Well I haven't. You are not dumb, Stella and I won't listen to you speak about yourself like that."
"Thanks, Flora." Stella looked over her shoulder and gave Flora a soft smile.
"I mean it."
"I know you do," Stella laughed, "I never took you for someone who didn't say what they didn't mean. But enough about me and my disrespectful boyfriend, I should let you get back to Helia."
Flora frowned, "Helia doesn't seem to want to be with me tonight."
"What? Has he not seen you? I have had the great unfortunate of walking into the common room when you and Helia are going at it so I am surprised he is not all over you. I would be."
A blush covered Flora's cheeks.
"He's been texting Krystal about a date. Apparently, that's more entertaining or important. He might as well have stayed home..."
"I'll blast him when we are off Earth." Stella smirked as she took a sip of her drink, "I have half a mind to leave him and Brandon here on this miserable rock. I can't believe Bloom grew up here."
"Earth isn't so bad." Flora giggled, "There is beautiful nature, though not as lush as Linphea."
"And the sun here is dim compared to the suns that shine over Solaria."
"Well, more suns, more light." Flora took a sip of her drink.
Stella looked over her shoulder towards the corner of the club where she had left Brandon. She drank down the rest of her drink when she saw a woman obviously flirting with Brandon. When her hand touched his bicep, Stella became filled with anger.
"He's not even moving away." Stella grimaced.
"And Helia is still on that phone." Flora finished the rest of her drink.
Setting down her glass on top of the bar, Stella grabbed Flora's hand and pulled her through the crowded club.
"Stella where are-"
"Dance with me." Stella commanded.
Flora grinned and rolled her eyes. Just like the bright, sun fairy.
The two women made their way to the dance floor where they found the rhythm of the thumping music. Stella closed her eyes and fell into the music with ease but Flora looked around as she danced. She found Aisha and Nabu who were hanging onto each other as they danced. Aisha's head craned up as she and Nabu laughed and whispered in each other's ears. Musa and Riven were also dancing, if you wanted to call it that. Riven's hands roaming the expanse of Musa's back and dipping down to her ass as the two were deep into a makeout session. Those two can argue at each other's throats but the only thing more intense than their arguing was their ability to "make up".
Sky and Bloom had evaded Flora's scan of the club but she was sure that they were off somewhere doing something that she would rather not think about. Her eyes went over to the VIP section where Tecna and Timmy were sitting together, her legs draped over Timmy's lap as they talked and nursed their drinks. And of course, there was Helia, looking down at his phone.
"Hey," Stella called out to Flora, "don't look over there."
Flora snapped her attention back to Stella, "Sorry."
"Don't apologize to me. Brandon already ruined my night and I won't have your night be ruined by your inconsiderate boyfriend. Not on my watch."
Flora gave Stella a nod as she closed her eyes and continued dancing. She didn't want to cry and make Stella's night even worse. Stella was having a crummy night as well. Stop being so selfish, Flora told herself.
"Nuh-uh," Stella gripped Flora's shoulder, "no crying over boys tonight. If they don't want to take us seriously or spend time with us then they can kick rocks."
"Is that another insult that you learned from Bloom?" Flora asked.
"Yup, and right now, I think that both Brandon and Helia can go eat shit. Wow..." Stella's amber eyes widened and glistened under the strobing lights above the dance floor.
"What?"
"I never thought that I would ever hear the words 'Helia' and 'eat shit' in the same sentence."
"I didn't think so either."
"Well, I have willed it into existence and I always get what I want...usually..." Stella groaned as she continued to dance, her hands still on Flora's shoulders.
The two continued to dance together and Flora couldn't tell if it was the atmosphere of the club or the alcohol but she began to fall more and more into bliss under the weight of Stella's hands on her shoulders.
"Do you really want to piss them off?" Stella asked.
"What?" Flora was snapped back to reality, not realizing how close her face was to Stella's.
Stella leaned forward and whispered in Flora's ear, "I say if they aren't going to pay attention to us then we give them a reason to want to pay attention to us."
"I am not following." Flora contorted her face into an expression of confusion. What was Stella getting at?
"Ugh," Stella groaned but before Flora could ask her to clarify again, Stella lunged forward and connected her lips to Flora's. Flora was shocked in place as she felt the warm lips of the fairy of the shining sun move against hers. Sensing her shock, Stella broke the kiss.
"What was that?" Flora's face was now beet red.
Stella frowned, "I'm sorry. I should have asked. I just-"
Before Stella could finish her apology, Flora looked up at Stella, her eyes hooded and her lips pouted.
"Oh what the heck," Flora smirked, "Helia really has been pissing me off tonight."
Stella smiled before she leaned forward again, her hands leaving Flora's shoulders and cupping the sides of her face. Flora's lips felt as plump as they looked and they moved with the grace of a leaf blowing through a gentle breeze. She tasted like cranberry, lime, and faintest bit of tequila that made her feel like gagging, but Stella was certain that a similar taste was on her breath.
Warm hands connected with her hips as Flora pulled her in closer, the kiss becoming more and more heated as Flora's mouth opened for Stella. Stella's hand raised to begin carding through Flora's long hair, the waves slipping through her fingers, the tips of the leaves on her corset brushing against the backs of her fingers as she made her way down Flora's back.
"You're a really good kisser," Stella smiled against Flora's lips, "and I have had my fair share of kissing partners."
"Maybe girls are just better." Flora teased back.
"Oh, I am including other women in my assessment."
"Assessment? Big word." Flora laughed.
"Oh shut up," Stella rolled her eyes as she continued to make out with Flora on the middle of the dance floor. Flora's hand moved up Stella's body until one was still settled on her hip and the other cradled the back of her head.
"So you have kissed other women?" Flora asked.
"Yeah," Stella replied through kisses, "when your parents are too busy yelling at each other and worrying about their shit, one tends to as my dad put it, 'act out'."
"Oh is that what you were doing?"
"Well, it started out that way but then this one girl gave me the best sex of my life and...don't tell Brandon." Stella froze slightly only to be calmed by the sound of Flora's laughter.
"Don't worry about it. In Linphea we learn that gender, identity, and sexuality...all on a spectrum. You aren't my first woman either."
"Have you..?" Stella looked at Flora and then gave her a look that implied just what she wanted to say.
"No, at least not that intimately. Just a little making out and...touching above the clothes." Flora blushed. "C...c...can I kiss you again?"
"Like you had to ask."
Before Stella could bring her lips back to Flora's, Flora stopped her, "And this is..?" Flora asked, motioning between her and her blonde...friend?
"Flora, you have always known that I think that you are hot as Hell. I know that we are just doing this to get back at Helia and Brandon, but even if we got...carried away...it wouldn't make me look at you any differently. I am fine with whatever you want."
"Whatever I want?" Flora asked, her voice growing a lustful edge, "And if I want you to show me what you considered to be the best sex of your life?"
"Flora..."
"Call me curious. I promise not to be weird and go all 'Flora' on you in the morning." Stella giggled, knowing how anxious Flora can get. "Whatever happens will happen. I am full of tequila and rage towards Helia. A good, angry, fuck with my good friend would definitely calm me down."
Before Flora could return her lips to Stella, Stella leaned forwards and whispered in her ear.
"Wanna really get back at them?"
Helia tapped a message out on his phone as he brought his drink up to his lips taking a sip. He felt bad for leaving Flora alone but she would understand, right? She had her friends and Krystal, well, he was kind of the only friend she had. He knows that he just talked to Flora about setting boundaries but Helia thought that he should be there for a friend who wanted to vent about a disastrous date. Flora is always so thoughtful and he...he wanted to be more like her every day.
"Holy...Helia..." Helia was pulled out of his text conversation when he heard Timmy gasp his name next to him. Looking to his bespectacled friend, Helia saw that both Timmy and Tecna's mouths were agape. Following their gazes, Helia looked out to the crowded dance floor where his eyes zeroed in on Stella making out with Flora, his Flora.
"What is..." Helia's words disappeared in his mouth as his mind went blank. He could feel the blood rush away from his head down to his crotch as he watched Flora's lips move over Stella's, their mouths moving in tandem as they inhaled and exhaled. It was, quite frankly, the hottest thing he had ever seen.
"And to think that could have been you if you weren't attached to that-"
"Shut it, Timmy." Helia shot a glare over to Timmy.
Adjusting himself in his uniform, Helia rose from the couch in the VIP section and made his way over to the dance floor, his phone dinging and forgotten in his pocket.
His eyes were laser-focused on the tan beauty connected to the blonde woman. He finally took in, really took in, what she had been wearing. Her breast pushed up and out by the green corseted one-piece covered in foliage, the ivy that wrapped around her long, tan legs, and the way that her hair cascaded down her back. As he approached the dance floor, he was met by an equally entranced Brandon.
"What the heck is going on?" Helia asked as he looked at the smirking Brandon.
"Stella's pissed, that's what's going on. She does this when she is exceptionally mad at me." Brandon explained.
"And Flora is involved how?" Helia asked.
Flora turned her head to speak, Stella's lips sucking at her neck.
"Because Flora's pissed off too. Ignoring me all night for her." Flora gasped out a moan as Stella nipped at a sensitive spot on Flora's neck. Stella ran her tongue over the spot, her hands lifting up to cup Flora's breast above the corset. She squeezed, another moan releasing from beyond Flora's lips.
Stella looked up and smirked towards Brandon and Helia before she brought her lips down onto the tops of Flora's round breasts. Flora bit down on her lower lip, feeling the sensation of Stella's lips course through her body.
"Wanna get out of here?" Stella asked. Flora hastily nodded and Stella wasted no time in taking off her ring.
"You can't-" Brandon lunged forwards with the purpose of stopping Stella. If she used her staff, they would all be discovered as people not of this world.
"Don't tell me what to do." Stella seethed. She looked up as she wrapped her arm around Flora's waist, watching the lights above the dance floor. She silently followed the pattern of the strobe lights, waiting for the right time to teleport.
"Hold on, Flora." Stella smiled before she lifted up her ring in time with the lights. With one flash of strobe lights, Stella activated her staff and teleported out of the club on Earth and back to her bedroom at Alfea, taking along a few guests.
"What the..." Brandon looked around as he was back at Alfea, Helia still at his side.
Brandon recognized the spacious bedroom and the bright bedspread. The thrumming music of the club had been replaced by the sound of soft moans bouncing off the walls of the dorm room. He was brought back to the situation at hand when he felt Helia move beside him.
Helia took a step towards Flora and Stella who were back to their heated makeout session but was soon stopped when Stella held up her staff.
"Over there." Stella commanded.
"I don't think-"
"I said, go over there." Stella glared at the long-haired Specialist. "Do you really think you get to participate when you have been neglecting her all night? Tsk tsk, I thought you were better than that, Helia."
"Don't you think you two have-" Brandon huffed but it was Flora this time who stopped him.
Holding out her hand, vines shot up from around the floor and walls, quickly wrapping around Helia and Brandon's bodies and slamming their backs to the wall.
"Ow, what the Hell, Flora?!" Brandon yelled as he struggled against the vines.
"Stella told you two move but once again, you didn't listen." Flora lowered her hands, returning them to Stella's sides.
Helia and Brandon struggled to free themselves from the vines holding them in place against the wall of the dorm room. As they struggled, Flora and Stella continued with each other's exploration of the other's body.
Stella was the first to act, unzipping the back of the green corset Flora wore, her tan back bare for Stella to touch.
"You better close your fucking eyes." Helia threatened under his breath towards Brandon.
"And miss this?" Brandon smirked, "Fat chance."
Helia rolled his eyes but was suddenly brought back to the two fairies when he heard the sound of fabric fall to the floor. He gawked at the sight of Flora, naked with the exception of the ivy around her legs. Stella's hand on Flora's chest, the other gripping the underside of her ass. Helia cursed to himself when he felt the blood once again rush to his groin.
"Damn," Brandon exhaled, "Stella was right, Flora does have a nice ass."
"Shut up." Helia hissed.
Stella's hands roamed over Flora's body, taking in every line and smooth curve. Flora moaned as Stella's hands traveled over her breasts and over the curve of her hips, just begging for her to go lower and center.
"You're trembling, Flora." Stella whispered into her ear.
"Just...getting eager..." Flora gasped as Stella's mouth connected with the bottom of her neck.
"Are you?" Stella squeezed Flora's breast, drawing out a louder moan from Flora.
Flora nodded her head and her hands began to make quick work of Stella's costume. Sliding the small silver zipper down and ridding her of the small black and red vest. Stella had always made a point to bring attention to Flora's "big tits" as Stella would like to say, but looking at Stella, she wanted to laugh. Pot meet kettle.
Tan hands found their place to rounded mounds and squeezed at the soft flesh. Stella lifted her head from Flora's neck and let out a moan.
Stella removed Flora's hands and took them in her own, taking her to her bed. She gently pushed Flora down onto the bed, her tan body glowing against her bright sheets. Stella couldn't help but to admire her.
"What?" Flora asked, a blush forming on her cheeks.
"You're just really pretty." Stella smiled before climbing on top of Flora.
"Okay, we get it. We're sorry!" Brandon yelled out.
Flora and Stella looked over to the guys, forgetting that they were there.
"Can you please let us out, Flora?" Helia pleaded with his girlfriend who was now naked and sprawled across Stella's bed.
Stella smirked and turned towards Flora, "Not yet."
Flora cocked her head in confusion, she thought that the guys had been through enough. She would still give Helia a piece of her mind later. Maybe some lysistratic intervention would be in order.
Before Flora could question Stella's reasoning for not wanting to cut the boys loose, Stella was busy peppering Flora's body with tender kisses, making her way down. Flora shuddered as she felt a kiss on her chest, on each breast, her sternum, her stomach, both sides of her hips, and then down her thighs. She let out a calming breath as she tried to maintain her composure under Stella's soft lips.
"Stella..."
"Holy shit..." Brandon remarked as he watched his girlfriend work over Flora's body. He snuck a glance to Helia who seemed to be lost in a trance, his eyes wide and his mouth open in shock. Brandon rolled his eyes, Helia's brain clearly having been turned to mush.
"Flora," Stella sweetly called her name, "are you sure?"
"Yes." Came Flora's breathless reply.
Stella quickly came back up to Flora's face and placed a searing kiss on her lips before returning down Flora's body, her mouth slowly connecting to her wet and waiting center.
"Oh!...Fuck!" Flora cursed as she felt Stella's tongue lick up her slit, lightly grazing over her sensitive clitoris.
Brandon let out a soft groan as he did his best to control his breathing. He had to find a way to get out of these vines. And from the looks of it, Helia was doing his best to free himself as well.
"Why couldn't I have a girlfriend who controlled the wind or some shit." Helia whined as he moved his body, trying to free himself but to no avail.
Instead, the more they struggled, the stronger the vines seemed to become. Or it could be a result of a power surge. The vines growing stronger as Flora's moans grew louder.
"Does that feel good?" Stella asked from between Flora's legs.
"Yes...yes...mmmm..." Flora reached down and gently grabbed each of Stella's pigtails in her hands. She wrapped the hair around her hand and gently pulled, Stella's face and mouth closer to her hot center.
Stella moaned as she tasted the sweet and almost Earthy taste coming from Flora. Her nose and chin damp from Flora's moisture and from her own saliva. Flora tasted like heaven and could see why the rumors about Flora and Helia's habits in the bedroom could be true. What a fucking idiot for ignoring Flora. Sweet, beautiful, sexy, tasty Flora.
"Stella," Flora exhaled, "I need...I need..."
"What do you need?" Stella asked as she gave a slow lick up Flora's slit and to her clit.
"I need...more."
She needn't say more.
Raising her hand, Stella traced the rim around Flora's wet, vaginal opening. Flora sucked in a breath, the muscles of thighs and vagina clenching. With a gentle push of her finger, Stella entered into Flora, her mouth returning to her clitoris.
"Oh...Stella...oh God!" Flora exclaimed as she felt Stella's finger enter her.
Brandon swallowed as he watched Stella begin to pump her finger in and out of Flora. He turned to look at Helia, worried for the Specialist who had become dumbfounded by Stella and Flora making out. Helia definitely struggled to get out of the vines, his eyes trained on Flora as she writhed under Stella.
When a second finger was inserted, Flora gripped on tighter to Stella's dye-tipped blonde pigtails and pulled. What might have been painful for Stella took on a sensation of pleasure. Flora's legs began to close as she chased her orgasm, her thighs clenching around Stella's head.
"You know what?" Helia groaned as he stopped struggling against the vines and closed his eyes. His body began to glow a bright silver as he channeled the magic passed down to him by his grandfather. "Fuck this."
With a sharp, bright, blast, the vines snapped from around Helia's body and he dropped down to his knees. Smoothing down his uniform, Helia marched over to Stella and Flora's bed and grabbed Flora's arm, pulling her away from Stella.
"Hey! What the-" Stella exclaimed.
"Punishment's over," Helia glared down at the blonde fairy, her mouth covered with the moisture from Flora's sex, his Flora. "I'm going to go fuck my girlfriend!"
"Language, Helia." Stella smirked as she looked up at Helia who pulled Flora through the bedroom and out the door.
"Fuck off, Stella!" Helia shouted behind him.
Stella shook her head as she watched Flora and Helia make their way to her room, Flora giggling and Helia itching to get his hands on Flora. His phone dinged again and he pulled it out, saw the messages from Krystal, and threw his phone across the dorm common room. The phone shattered into pieces before Stella heard the door slam.
"So much for a pacifist..." Stella smirked as she folded her arms across her chest. Stella walked over to her closet and pulled out her pajamas and threw her shirt over her head and took off the rest of her costume to put on the pair of soft, yellow shorts. Stella took down her hair from the pigtails and began brushing through her blonde locks when she heard loud moaning and the sound of the headboard of Flora's bed slamming against the wall. So much for Flora's plan of Lysistrata as punishment
"Mission accomplished." Stella smiled to herself as she shut the door to her room.
"Um, are you forgetting something?" Brandon asked, bringing Stella's attention to the brunette Specialist.
Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, Stella crossed her legs and leaned back on her hands as she looked up at Brandon, still wrapped up in Flora's vines against the wall.
"Hmm..." Stella tapped her finger to her chin.
"Stella!"
Stella stood up and with a wave of her finger, the vine was sliced and Brandon fell down to his feet. She stepped up to him and gripped the collar of his uniform, pulling him down to her eye level.
"Next time I ask you to do something. Please do it." Stella stared into hazel eyes.
"Yes, ma'am." Brandon replied.
"Are you sorry for ruining my night?" Stella asked.
"Didn't look ruined from where the way I looked at it." Brandon scoffed.
"Brandon!"
"Yes yes yes, I'm sorry for ruining your night." Brandon reached up and brushed a piece of blonde hair behind her ear.
"Good," Stella smiled, "now, take me to bed."
A goofy grin stretched across Brandon's face as his eyes lit up.
"Yes, ma'am."
Not as "romantic" as the other ones but who doesn't like some toxic, revenge sex?