After Blossom finished him off, he was in a damn good mood. He had had plenty of other amazing blowjobs, but from what he could remember, hers was the best. otherworldly. A fact which he would be taking to his grave. Couldn't have her getting a big head about it. Actually, he should probably act indifferent about the whole thing, let her know that it was good but not too good. Maybe even give her some pointers on how to improve. Although, what could he possibly say? Take your bra off sooner? Choke on my cum? Whatever, didn't matter at the moment. That manipulation would come later.

For now, there was a smoke show of a redhead giving him bedroom eyes. He had wanted to explore her body since that first night in her room, and he was finally going to.

Brick quickly pulled his briefs back on, covering his drained dick. He abruptly threw Blossom onto the bed and climbed on top of her, yanking off her leggings while she gasped beneath him.

Blossom had never been touched by another person, and Brick Jojo was about to be her first. The night had taken such a drastic turn from how it had begun, if she wasn't so caught up in the moment she would've been dumbfounded.

She already knew she was soaked, now she wanted Brick to know how absolutely drenched she was too. She should've wanted the opposite. The look on his face if he found her completely dry down there would be priceless. But she was far from it. Part of her felt like a whore, like a sellout, for doing anything with the guy who had tormented her for years.. but it was normal for a teenage girl to be curious, so her arousal shut out all that noise, leaving only her growing lust for him in that instance.

He tore her underwear off and slingshotted them across the room. They were in the way of what he wanted.

"Last chance to back out." He offered, resting his weight between her spread thighs.

As if. Blossom Utonium was not a quitter.

She shook her head, as if to say no, she didn't want things to stop. Though she didn't know exactly what she was consenting to, she was too busy worrying about her naked lower half and how close Brick was. It was nerve wracking… and thrilling. It was stupid, she knew it was stupid, but her brain just couldn't seem to get through to the rest of her body.

He raised an eyebrow. "No, what?"

She rolled her eyes. "You already know what I mean."

"No I don't, and I need to know for sure." He smirked, leaning in closer to kiss her. "No, don't fucking touch me. ? Or Yes Brick, please make me cum. ?"

A wave of arousal crashed through her body and she closed her eyes for a moment to embrace the heat. "You're really vulgar and I will never say that."

She was so turned on it was ridiculous. The need to be touched by someone other than herself was growing by the second.

"Then, I'll have to take that as a no.." He backed away and took pleasure in her deepening frown.

Her eyes were pleading, only for a moment before she caught herself and scowled instead. But he wasn't about to give in that easily. He may have already gotten what he wanted from her, but he was still a sadistic asshole.

"Brick." It came out a little needier than she meant it to, giving away her true feelings. If she wasn't in heat, she could've killed him for being such an arrogant prick.

He had never heard her like that before, but he much preferred it over the bitchy tone she usually had when she said his name.

"Yeah?"

"You're such an ass." She scoffed, swatting at his chest until he pinned her arms down. Why was being pinned by him suddenly so.. sexy? If he would've done it during a battle, she would have happily lasered his dick off.

"Just say it."

"Fuck you."

"Eh. Close enough."

He brought his fingers to her sex and she moaned before he hardly touched her. Using his finger and thumb, he spread her lips apart and watched her fluids spill onto her sheet.

"Fuck, you're wet." He couldn't help the desirous tone his voice had taken at seeing her so beautifully undone before him. Because of him.

He slowly drug his middle finger along her slit, smearing around her wetness. Then he gave no warning before sending his two middle fingers crashing inside of her tightness.

"Brick!" She half moaned, half screamed.

He smirked, leaning down to kiss her while he played in her soaked cunt.

"You're gonna have to work on your inside voice if you ever want me to fuck you."

Was that his idea of whispering sweet nothings?

Her pink eyes were half lidded and gleaming deliriously, lost to the bliss of being touched for the first time, but she was known for being stubborn. "Who said I want you to?"

"To what?" He asked, slowing down his movements inside her.

"Fuck me." She said it at the same time that he moved his slippery thumb to circle over her sensitive clit, two thick fingers still thrusting inside her. The unreal sensation caused her "fuck me" to come out as a pleading, begging mewl.

"That's what I thought."

She let it slide, because his fingers felt like heaven and she didn't want him to ever stop touching her. Yep, she was definitely a sellout.

Brick leaned into her, taking one of her beautifully erect nipples lightly between his teeth.

His mouth on her breast, his thumb flicking her swollen clit and his fingers curling into her sweet spot all at once, created the perfect storm of arousal. She was sent over the edge, whimpering into her hand to try and keep quiet, the house still full of people that she never wanted to know about her and Brick fooling around.. She spread her legs even wider, as her pussy convulsed around his fingers, letting him know that he had done his job as a man.

He had given Blossom her first real orgasm. It was a thousand times stronger than she ever thought it could be and she was surrounded by an aura of ecstasy that she desperately wished would never fade.

Brick pulled his cum soaked fingers out of her and sucked them clean with a wink. His ever present smug expression only grew, knowing that he had fulfilled her.. and so unbelievably quickly. He was pleased with himself, to say the least. Both for admitting to his late night visits, and for ever sneaking into her room in the first place.

After she gave herself a moment to come down from her high, she sat up, climbing into his lap and without thinking, she kissed him hard.

He was surprised by her sudden affection, but she was inexperienced and he had just made her feel really good. She was in a sort of delirious state, practically humming her content. He didn't mind, he kissed her back, wrapping his arms around her tightly while she moaned against his lips.

Blossom, possibly without realizing it, began slowly grinding on him. His eyes shot open, alert. His erection was coming back.. Horny Blossom was dangerous and her fully naked body was killer..

He was far from through with her, but tonight wasn't the night.

For his own sanity, he had to get out of there.

Brick gathered his things and went downstairs to leave out the front door, like a normal person, since he hadn't snuck through Blossom's window that time. The power had come back on and Blossom had jumped straight into the shower, probably already regretting the decisions she'd made while she was horny. Part of him hoped she would regret it, it would be more fun to mess with her that way. Of course, he regretted nothing.

While he was putting his shoes on, Buttercup walked into the kitchen, with a twizzler hanging out of her mouth. She eyed him carefully, leaning against the island.

"Can I help you?" He asked, snarkily.

"Yeah. I was just wondering if you fucked my sister?" Buttercup asked, way too casually.

"Which sister?" He chuckled smugly.

She bit a huge chunk out of her twizzler. "Okay, well did you fuck Bubbles?"

"Nope." He put his shoes on and headed for the door. "Man you Powerpuffs are fucking nosey."

"Yeah, guess you don't mind though. Because Blossom is the nosiest one of all." She laughed to herself and followed Brick out the door.

She lit a blunt as soon as she closed her front door. Brick was surprised, but he had always assumed that Buttercup was the coolest Puff.

"Should you be doing that so close to your house?"

"What are you gonna fucking narc on me?" She scoffed, jokingly.

She took two long drags, "I'd share, but I don't know where your mouth has been..."

"Not anywhere that you think it has."

She eyed him skeptically, but eventually passed him the blunt.

He took a short hit, walking alongside her and then began to float about a foot off the sidewalk. "Oh I forgot, I did taste some of your sister's cum." He smirked like the villain he was and Buttercup's jaw dropped. "So you're not gonna want this back, right?" He shot across the sky before she could respond, leaving a blazing red streak in his wake, taking her blunt along with him.

He was doing her a favor really. He could've given her back her weed without saying a word about it.. but that would've been fucked, right? Practically incest.

Fuck. It was a mistake. A monumental, egregious mistake. One that would never, no could never happen again.

Blossom had obviously lost her mind there for a minute, but with that momentary brain malfunction out of the way, she could move on and never look back. No amount of pleasure was worth that stress. She wouldn't tell a soul, least of all her sisters. The humiliation of anyone knowing her darkest secret, that she had willingly been intimate with Brick Jojo… would be unbearable. Unfathomable. God forbid anyone find out that she actually enjoyed it.. that she had kissed him because of it. She couldn't think about it anymore, fearful that she might actually have a panic attack. How could she have been so stupid? Guess the body overruled the mind sometimes..

Well, at least she got her sexual frustration out of the way, and she could be done with that whole debacle.

One problem.. There was no way in hell that he wasn't going to hold this over her head, until the end of time.

"You've been in a hell of a mood tonight, what's with that damn smile?" Butch had been studying his red brother's face for a while, trying to figure out if Brick was happy or planning something evil. Maybe both.. Either way, it was probably the most 'studying' he'd ever done.

The look that Butch was referring to, was the vain smirk that had been plastered to Brick's face all night, ever since he'd gotten back from the Powerpuff house.

"You did it.." A slow, devious smile spread across Butch's face as he eyed his brother. He was pretty sure he was onto something. "You teabagged that bitch, didn't you??"

It wasn't technically teabagging. Although his sack had been in Blossom's hot little mouth… "Use your brain, dude. I know you've got one up there." Brick scoffed, flipping through the endless shows on Netflix.. still nothing to watch. "How would I have managed that? We were working on an assignment, and her family was home." Tch. As if he would tell Butch of all people. As much as he wanted to let his brothers in on his little secret, he couldn't trust them to keep it. Neither of them, but definitely not Butch.

The grin disappeared from Butch's face, only to be replaced by a set of confused eyebrows. He really thought that's what that look meant. "Then what's up with your face?"

Hmm, he hadn't thought about having to come up with an excuse. He didn't realize his smirk was obvious enough, for even Butch to know something was up. Then again, he was feeling mighty proud of himself. "Just, The Professor is kinda boss you know? He barely had to give Blossom one look and she made me a damn snack." He laughed, both at having come up with something on the spot, and because he genuinely thought it was funny. Butch did too, with the way he was cackling. "That reminds me, I'm starving."

Blossom had just been finishing up some homework, when there was a knock on her door. Buttercup's knock. She let herself in before Blossom's eyes had even finished darting around the room, making sure that there was no evidence of her little brain lapse earlier. Of course there wasn't. She had to get it together, and fast.

"Hey, so.." Buttercup didn't step past her doorway, just leaned against the wooden frame, eating some candy.

Shit, she knew something. "Yeah?" Blossom glanced up at her briefly, before glueing her eyes to her book again. Deny deny deny.

"Brick mentioned that you two..."

"We.. what?" She asked casually, giving absolutely nothing away, continuing to pretend to do her homework. (Even though she was an absolute wreck on the inside and had gotten no work done all night..)

Buttercup wasn't much of a talker, but this was kind of important. "Look, I know you don't like the shit, but tough. I was smoking and I gave him a hit, and then he told me that he had…"

Oh God. Oh fuck.. "Out with it." She insisted, trying not to sweat, or let her heart beat too frantically. Buttercup had super hearing.. she could probably tell she was hiding something already..

The green Puff rolled her eyes. "He said he had tasted you, so he couldn't give my back my weed, and then he took off with it."

Now she dropped her pencil and looked up at Buttercup, with her jaw dropped. She didn't even have to fake her reaction. "That Goddamn- Ugh. I swear, when I get my hands on that bastard!"

"So… ?" Buttercup had taken a step a little closer, her frown deepening as she waited for a response.

"Seriously, Buttercup?" She sighed. "He was just trying to get your drugs and piss me off. He's an asshole."

"That fucker!" Buttercup was already headed out of the room, having been easily convinced, and having no reason to stay any longer. She had just closed Blossom's door when she suddenly remembered.. That didn't explain the odd noises that she'd heard coming from Blossom's bedroom earlier…

End Ch 6.

Blossom is having a hard time accepting that she gave into temptation. Temptation being Brick...

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