Tiny A/N: Please try to remember this fic is second generation and extremely AU so, of course, I altered some major facts to fit my story, no disrespect meant to wondrous SM in any way :c constructive criticism is always appreciated, hate, not so much.
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"I'm not an asshole...I just don't give a fuck ;)"
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It takes one to know one
Diesel's pov
The back door linking the kitchen with our yard buzzed off its hinges when I strode inside, slamming with a boisterous thud behind my back that provoked the rattle of the curtained windows on the walls.
"Diesel Joshua Uley how many times do I have to remind you to not slam doors in this house?! The knobs were invented for a purpose young man. If that thing drops so is your monthly allowance, are we clear son?"
"Crystal, mom."
Her hardened features melt into a warming smile the moment I duck to place a small mollifying kiss atop her unruffled black mane, arms moving on their own accord to ease the weight from her hands into my chest with a simple yet eloquent manoeuvre.
The wafting scent of blueberry yumminess tickles my nostrils and I'm on the verge of helping myself to one of the muffins I'm carrying when a red balloon hits me square in the face. Shoving the party prop aside I'm welcomed by Corbin's dazzling smile, the muffin that used to be in my hand now puffing out of my annoying brother's cheeks.
"Niwa 's wookin fer yah,"A bunch of crumbles are sprinkled on my face when the animal, pun intended, I have for a sibling articulates, chewing obnoxiously with his mouth wide open.
The silver platter on my grip makes it to the granite counter as the beginning of a growl vibrates in my chest. My bared torso bumps into Corbin's and I use the hem of his shirt to wipe away the remains of muffin from my countenance.
"Aww come on sourwolf, Wyatt and Wynter's baby sis 's finally coming back to the rez, everyone is looking forward to her welcoming party don't be such a buzzkill, yeah?"
"Did you just say Nina is looking for me?" A huff of air vacates his lips the moment he realizes my interest is clearly not peaked, his thumb signals lazily to the foyer. "At least have the courtesy of keeping it PG rated, y'horn dog."
The back of a wooden spoon connects with the nape of Corbin's neck, giving me the perfect opening to sneak my way out of the cramped kitchen, mom's berating words echoing on my back as she demands more involvement from my brother's behalf.
A body mass barrels into mine obliging me against one of the adjacent walls conforming the span of the hallway as soon as I set foot in the foyer. The portraits adorning the vintage walls shake in protest under the inertia of the brusque impact and I reach over with my left hand just in the nick of time to prevent an eight-year-old toothless Corbin from a doomed rendezvous with the hardwood flooring. My scornful gaze drops on the female figure who's proximity is borderline suffocating, reprimanding words whooshing past my lips in an almost inaudible hiss when her hand finds solace inside the fabric of my worn out cutoffs, fingers curling purposely around my length to give it a yearning squeeze.
Well then.
I could feel my lips quirking upwards in an involuntary smirk, hips already ruting languidly into the offered touch.
"Skipped class, huh?"
"Shuddup, asshole."
"I'm rubber baby . . . you're glue. Whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you." I countered with a flat monotonous eerie tone, giving my juvenile comeback a three hundred and sixty-degree flip by maintaining strict eye contact. Nina's frown momentarily obscures her visage before a smug beam breaks over her delicate features, thumb grazing the circumference of my cock swiping the pad over my slit which rapidly elicits a shuddering gap in my heaving pattern.
Adamant to let her have the upper hand, I reined in her motions to overthrown her sense of control. I ducked to chase the column of her neck with the flat span of my tongue, blowing on the maple-kissed surface and angling my path leftwards to catch the lobe of her ear in between my teeth, dragging the muscle into my mouth before letting it snap back in place, using my forearm to muffle the boisterous moan that buzzed off her lips when I came so effortlessly across her sweet spot.
"Keep the volume down."
My chest pushed into hers as I bend to heft the back of her thighs upwards leaving her with no other choice but to hook her legs on my lower back. I rushed to climb up the flight of stairs, taking two steps at a time, feeling her lips blossoming into a conceited smile at the base of my neck.
"Eager much?" Nina whispered blowing her hot needy breath over my clavicles.
"Speak for yourself." My right hand manoeuvres around her inner thigh to keep her hoisted upwards without losing my grip as my thumb circled the seam of her booty short jeans, pressuring devilishly onto her clothed center eliciting her own arousal to skyrocket, the musky scent clearly picked up by my enhanced senses.
A tsking sound leaves my lips, lean legs moving onwards to finally reach the confines of my compacted room, kicking the door shut once my feet skidded their path inside.
"You're soaking Clearwater."
At my own taunting words, she slithers off my grip and shoves me roughly against the hard surface of my door, pinning me there with her fiery gaze, retaliating my mocking offence by freeing me off my cutoffs not bothering with the zipper on her lustful self-induced trance.
Nina arches a quizzical eyebrow when she regards my pent-up frustrations so outwardly exposed. The tip of her tongue delves out to wet her lips and in the measly blink of an eye, she's kneeling before me, diving right in to tend to my most inner raw desires. Her lips part to welcome my shaft, tip of tongue swirling messily over the head before using the flat of it to run along my entire length, cheeks hollowing to encase more of me till she practically reaches my base, nose tickling gently over the trail of hair gathering at the very end of my V abdominal muscle.
Nina possesses no gag reflex and I usually tend to take full advantage of that sole fact, bucking my hips onwards to push myself even further into her oral cavity, fucking her mouth at my own delicious pace.
Her head begins to bob in rhythm to my shallow thrusts, tongue dancing wildly around my cock to speed up my slowly building high.
My muscles grow impossibly taut when all of a sudden the teeth she has sheathed under her lips ghost over the prominent vein on the underside skin encompassing my member, stimulating the smooth area in a repetitive pattern, a moan whispered past my lips sending small tingles all over my spine at the unrelenting ministration. I knew it wouldn't be long now.
A sheen of perspiration glimmered on her forehead as she picked up her pace solely focusing on granting me even more pleasure by letting her jaw grow laxer around me, batting her overly long lashes in what she considered to be an extremely alluring motion, when, in fact, turned out to be really off-putting. I closed my eyes and reopened them only to center my gaze into the poster covered wall of my small, cramped room, using my left hand to curl around the back of Nina's neck to stop her devilishly irritating ministrations, keeping her still when I felt my cock pulsing at the end of her throat, the only signal I gave before I came. A low groan of unadulterated satisfaction parts my lips as I empty myself down Nina's trachea. She's is fast to react though, her hands shove persistently at my hips, forcing me to drop from her mouth, her own cheeks now slightly bulging out with residuals of my high which she's definitely adamant to swallow. My patience is short lived as I tucked myself back into my cutoffs.
"Are you going to swallow?"
The grimace that ensues my voiced words does not pass unnoticed and is certainly not welcomed. I pinch her chin by using my thumb and forefinger tipping her head slightly backwards to unleash my scolding gaze into her navy blue irises, the pad of my thumb now firmly pressing onto her swollen lips.
"Swallow."
My grip on her tightens considerably as an unspoken threat lingers in the air. Her tufted brows unite in the middle of her temple in a scolding frown when she finally obliges my command flashing me a derisive look before committing to the deed with the antics of a petulant child. I aided in straightening her stance by hauling her upwards onto her own feet, the span of my hands now resting lazily by the cusps of her waist.
Her labored breath fanned my chin, the breach between our mouths was almost none existent the moment she perched up on her tiptoes to reach my lips. I turned my head just in the nick of time for her lips to descend upon my left cheek, a huff of air rushing out of me the annoyance weighing heavily on that sole motion.
"No." she rolled her eyes, but obliged nonetheless, departing from my personal bubble to pull off her top throwing it carelessly aside as her back arches in a prominent C, chest straining dangerously against the lacy clothing which was obviously two sizes too short for her physical complexion.
I can't help but roll my eyes at the skin spilling dangerously off her skimpy bra, the pornographic view making my dick duller if possible. Regardless of my onerous reluctance, I haul her anatomy closer to mine by keeping a steady grip on her curvy waist, hips bucking lightly into hers for some minimal ongoing friction that will hopefully placate her incensed libido.
Sparks, goosebumps, fireworks, passion and overall chemistry were always missing in our rushed encounters. Nevertheless, Nina's body undoubtedly made up for the lack of romanticism in our illicit acts. The sensual curves of her anatomy and the way she made herself available for my weekly fixes was conveniently enough for me. We both abused pleasure to obscure our daily life drama. It was a win-win situation, she got me off and I reciprocated, fucking her raw till her vocal chords came undone.
The idea of raw brutal sex had shockingly dimmed the moment my mind started to wander off. Nina was completely oblivious to my change in demeanour, her own excitement clouding her logic as she kept on pushing my rooted anatomy till the back of my knees met the edge of my bed and she spared no second in jumping me, making us both bounce against the mattress that thankfully cushioned our tangled anatomies.
She proceeds to creep on my lap, letting her thighs spread on both sides of my waist before resuming our grinding with unabashed rough pressure. Her nails dig and dent into my torso as she dragged those southwards in a carnal bloody path that had me hissing out of aggravation more than arousal itself.
My haze was suddenly disrupted of Nina's actioning when I heard the echoing sound of our front door banging open on the first floor, ears twitching and perking up at mom's words, clearly welcoming a new unbeknown presence, probably the culprit of this nightmare-ish party.
The whistle notification on my phone proved my suspicions correctly when I swiped my thumb over the black screen to expose a message from Ty.
Party girl's here, sly dog ;)
I was typing in my reply when another whistle rang through the atmosphere.
Rain check Clearwater and get your ass down here before you unleash the Meelee hurricane.
I groaned inwardly at the thought of mom walking in on us for the second time in a month. Undeniably a sight I wanted to incinerate from my traumatized memory.
"Diesel, oh my god."
Nina's moans were getting higher and whinier in pitch chipping rapidly away whatever ounce of patience remain within me. I coerced myself to stay put and collected, inhaling a long breath to shove my bubbling rage to the furthest corner of my mind. My teeth grind together as I mentally prepared to dismiss her with a plausible excuse when the door of my room creaked open, alerting me of another presence.
A wicked smell caressed my nostrils full force making its own path up my nasal bridge and ebbing itself on my brain in a foggy cloud. It carried a magical simplicity to it that made it all that much harder to decipher. Like the earthy dewed scent that carries a spring rain after months of enduring the harshest drought.
"Ever heard the concept of knocking?"Nina sneers at whoever's intruding on our space, the continuous rocking of her hips against mine never diminishing in the slightest. My muscles grow taut at her derisive tone, knuckles soon paling due to the enforced pressure on my cellphone.
"Are you deaf?"she carries on clearly ticked off by the stranger's antics and lack of worded response. I can feel her weight shifting on my lap as she finally turns to confront the devious peeping tom.
My entire face felt hot under a scrutinizing gaze, teeth elongating in sharp canines pierced the flesh of my lower lip, the tremors in the bottom of my spine demanding to give in. My phone is discarded to the side of the mattress where it bounces with a silent thump, my eyes slowly peek over Nina's shoulder to finally meet whoever's at my door, gaze swiftly rendezvousing with the shape of what appears to be a shorter soaked female. Though my gaze is brusquely averted to the familiar male creeping behind her, arm stretched before him to rope around the girl's waist bringing her flush to his chest as he lifts a hand to clasp around her eyes, screening her view from us.
Nina's anger simmered to the surface in tidal waves, the heat of her stare could be easily felt from radius afar as she eased her weight of my stance to leap off the mattress, storming her way over to the short female now prisoner of Corbin's grip. The wooden boards creaked in protest under Nina's merciless steps. Corbin barely manages to flash me a concerned smile when the door leading to my room is hastily slammed on both their faces.
"Come again when you can't stay so long you fucking creep!" her chest heaves erratically at her impulsive outburst, nevertheless, she somehow manages to downplay it, turning on her heels to lean seductively against the wooden surface of the door she had banged shut, slowly yet persistently reining in her composure.
"So, where were we, hot shot?" Her overly suggestive grin and the way she so purposely gnaws into her bottom lip evokes the churn of my insides.
The words leave my lips way before my brain catches up to them.
"Get out."
"Excuse me?" her playful behaviour turned ice cold in paltry seconds, navy blue irises narrowing on mine, defiantly, arms crossing over her chest in an ultimately futile attempt to redirect my attention to her perky assets straining under the see-through fabric.
Not this time Clearwater.
"For someone to claim to know hearing impairment you're pretty much deaf, yourself," I shake my head with slight amusement waving a dismissive hand her way, already bored with her territorial clinginess "I don't do repeats Nina, get lost."
"ASSHOLE!"
"I guess it takes one to know one babe."
My smirk is brusquely wiped off my face when I'm forced to duck, managing to do so just in nick of time for a heel to connect with the headboard of my bed, where my head used to rest hardly two seconds ago.
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