Author's Notes: Hey everybody! I'm going to do something different here and let Kenju take this introduction author's notes. Take it away, buddy!
"Well, here we are with the ninth chapter of Unbreakable Red Silken Thread. I know this update took longer than previous ones, but there are a number of reasons for that. The first is real life being...well, real life, both of us have been extremely busy as of late. The second reason is this chapter is where we are going to be introducing some more details about Heather and Cody's relationship (as well as their past) that are going to turn some heads to be sure. Because of that we wanted to be absolutely sure that this chapter was perfect. We've said it before and we'll say it again, there are things that have happened between time skips, things that have had a major impact on the characters. This chapter is where we will begin exploring and explaining those things as well as introducing the rest of the cast and getting a start on the main plot (which if all goes well, should be starting within the next two chapters).
Also starting this chapter we'll be giving actual DATES for the chapters, or when specific things take place during them should there be a time skip within the chapter. That should help lessen confusion or problems with keeping track of where and when the chapters or specific events take place. Lastly a word of warning, the next few chapters are going to be a wee bit...intense."
With that out of the way, please enjoy chapter nine of "Unbreakable Red Silken Thread": Destiny: A Beautiful Lie
Friday, September 19th 2014
Heather groaned in frustration as the sounds of sizzling accompanied by thick plumes of black smoke filled the air.
'I just don't understand, it's not that complicated, it can't be that hard. It's been nearly a month now, so why is it I still can't get it right!? Why does this fucking stir fry always burn on me!?' Heather shouted mentally as she turned off the burners to the dorms electric stove.
"Look's like another Stir Friday ends in failure, eh 'Eather?" Jasmine smirked as she held up a fire extinguisher to her friend. "This is why Cody doesn't yet ya try makin' this alone, ya know? Remember the first time ya tried this and ya almost recreated a Outback brush fire?"
"Yes of course I fucking remember!" Heather snapped before taking the fire extinguisher and using it to spray down her latest failure. The Queen Bee grumbled to herself as she dumped the smoldering remains of vegetables, tofu and meat in the trashcan. As mad as Heather was, she was still glad that it was Friday, which meant she had no classes and Cody would only be out for half the day with his two extra classes. Ever since Heather's first attempt, which Jasmine had humorously dubbed "Stir Friday", Cody pleaded that the Aussie keep an eye on Heather if she cooked while he was in class, lest his girlfriend accidentally create a roaring fire and burn down their dorm. Seeing Heather failing and getting mad was reason enough for Jasmine to agree. This being the third failure today just reinforced her decision to agree and enjoy the live entertainment.
Normally, Heather would have waited a few minutes to simmer down before trying again, but there were two reasons that would not be an option today. The first of which was the girl sitting at her and Cody's dining table. Just as when she first arrived, the ferret duo Chikktika and Boo had rushed her and were now resting on her lap. Of course between soaking up all the attention Jasmine showered them with, the petting and scratching under their chins, and the little bits of meat she snuck them when she visited it wasn't that much of a surprise that they were so happy to see her. Though disappointed at failing yet again, Heather decided to redirect her focus elsewhere, she needed the distraction.
Sitting in the chair across from the towering Aussie, Heather asked, "So, Jasmine, how long have you and…uh, Sammy is it, been going out? And how did it happen in the first place? I know you've told me before, but honestly I can't remember. Today just..." Leaving the sentence hanging, she shook her head.
Sighing at having to repeat this for the third time since arriving, Jasmine gave a condensed version of the story. "We've been datin' for three years. 'N 'ow it started was after Amy, 'er sister, and 'er went on a blind double date…where Sammy's didn't show. Turn'd out Amy didn't set up a date for 'er sister, she just wanted to make Sammy feel like crap like she's been doin' all 'er life!" By this point Jasmine was nearly shouting in anger. Realizing that, the Aussie paused and cleared her throat before resuming, speaking in a far more balanced tone. "After the "date", I drove Sammy back 'ome. She didn't have a driver's license yet, unlike Amy, who left er at the diner to walk 'ome. When I found out what 'ad 'appened, I offered to take Sammy on a real date the next day, ya know, just as friends. It was the typical teenage date, movies and a cheap supper after. One thing lead to another and it just...'appened."
"How did it go from cheering her up as a friend to dating?" Heather asked, one thin eyebrow rose at what she had been told, but the gears in her head turning over the information all the same.
"I know it may sound as coo-coo as a kokuboro but it was just a natural progression." Jasmine replied. Seeing Heather's blank look and unmoving eyebrow still in place she continued. "We 'ad been pen pals ever since we were the second grade, six years before me and my family moved to Canada. Then, we moved 'ere, thanks to my mum gettin' a job offer to work at the Calgary zoo. When I finally met Sammy in-person, I couldn't believe 'ow beautiful the girl was. That date that led to us hookin' up was at the start of our senior year. Keep in mind that even when just with 'and written letters I would lift 'er up when she was down. 'N that continued when I saw 'er in-person. We started to talk. She was shy at first but then once she started talkin', the old girl never stopped," the Aussie lightly laughed. "I know ya won't believe me but once she gets to know ya and she starts talkin', Sammy's a real chatterbox." Then the Aussie's smile became a small frown as she looked down at the ferrets in her lap. "But when she's 'round anyone and everyone outside of me, she's so quiet…she almost never speaks."
"What about her other friends?" Heather asked. Jasmine merely sent her a helpless expression. "You're telling me that Sammy has no other friends, period?"
"Yeah, that's right." Jasmine said sadly. "I'm literally 'er only friend in the whole world. It's 'cuz of Amy, that little witch! She's made Sammy so scared of talkin' to other people. Whenever she would try, Amy would punish her. I'm just guessin' when I say this but I'm pretty sure the only reason why Sammy 'asn't been punished for talkin' to me is because Amy knows 'ow big and strong I am, and I'd 'ave no qualms in kickin' 'er arse."
"What about her parents? Have they done anything about this?" Heather asked, mindful that not everyone's family was as messed up as hers and Cody's.
"They 'aven't done anything because they knew nothin' 'bout it." Jasmine replied tersely. "Sammy's denied that anything's goin' on the few times that I tried to tell 'er folks 'bout it. It seems that she tried that too when she was younger and Amy made 'er suffer for it. I don't know what Amy did but it was so bad that Sammy still won't talk to me 'bout it."
Heather, looking the same as she had before Jasmine explained all of this to her again, spoke with a neutral tone, "So, if I may venture a summary of the situation, Sammy has been conditioned by her sister through years of abuse and parental neglect to do whatever she wants. To bow to her, to not fight and instead go along with whatever she wants, no matter how physically painful or emotionally damaging it might be. For most of her life, she was completely isolated with only Amy as a companion, the only other exception being you, with you as her only source of positivity in her entire life. Does that about sum it up?"
Jasmine was silent for a few moments as she thought over what Heather had said before looking down and sighing. "…Yeah, that's a pretty accurate summary. But I can't say I'm exactly pleased with 'ow easily you've been taking all of this, 'Eather."
Nodding to herself and closing her eyes Heather ran what Jasmine had told her and her own thoughts several times before speaking. "You may not see it, but your problem won't be as hard to fix as you think." Setting Jasmine with an almost eerily calm expression she continued. "And that's mostly, ironically enough, thanks to the degree that Amy has conditioned her."
Jasmine's face began to tighten as her eyes hardened into glaring black holes. "'N just what do ya mean by that, 'Eather?" she hissed, nastily but with obvious restraint. Her hand on the table curling into an ebony cannonball of a fist, knuckles cracking loudly while the other hand stopped petting the ferret duo in her lap. After looking at each other, then up to the Aussie for a moment, Chikktika and Boo scampered, running as if a growing storm was looming before them. There was a noticeable change in Jasmine's demeanor, almost like a switch had been flipped. One eye twitched as her fist clenched tighter, joined by its twin now resting on the table. The muscles in her arms and back tensed and her breathing grew heavier.
If Heather noticed the shift in the young woman before her, she was giving no visible reaction to it. Talking in the same manner as one would discuss the weather, the Queen Bee explained, "Sammy has been so conditioned that all you need to do is take advantage of it and use what's already there. If you can replace Amy in Sammy's mind as the chief authority figure, the 'master', if you will, she'll do whatever you want her to. She'll be an obedient submissive, already broken in and trained, completely willing to do whatever you would want her to do."
"Are ya seriously suggesting that I take advantage of the years of trauma that Sammy 'as been forced to endure? Are ya seriously suggesting that I control 'n manipulate 'er?" Jasmine asked, her volume and tone growing as each word passed between her teeth with an almost snapping bite, the barely contained anger slipping free as she rose to her full height. "THAT I STOOP TO THE SAME LEVEL AS THE FUCKIN' BITCH THAT MADE THE PERSON I LOVE FEEL LIKE SHE'S LESS THAN 'UMAN!?" She roared so loudly that the room shook from its force.
Though her face remained passive and neutral, the Queen Bee was silently impressed by the display before her. Never in her life had she felt such primal fear and panic flooding through her as she did staring down the Amazon across from her. Shifting her hands from the table to her lap and crossing her legs to hide a small tremor, she reminded herself that Jasmine was a friend, and that at her core she was truly a good person, one who would never kill someone.
That did not however mean that she was entirely safe either. She knew from the beginning that this was going to be tricky, and that it was a sensitive subject, but she had underestimated just how sensitive it was apparently. She was losing control of the situation, and quickly. Heather was many things, but a fool was not one of them. Someone as calculating and iron willed as herself could be bested, it had happened before after all. Added to that she knew the person standing before her wasn't just incredibly attractive, but in every way physically superior to her. In a fight, Jasmine would kick her ass, badly, and it looked like she was about to. That notion alone would have made most people pissing their pants in fear. However, Heather did not fall under the category of 'most people'. The raw fury and bestial rage burning in Jasmine's eyes was concerning, worrying, and even fear inspiring, but the dampness of her panties was not caused by the fear she was feeling. Despite the warring emotional strife between fear and arousal within, her face gave no hint of either. One of the fringe benefits her childhood and home life had given her growing up, she could hide far more than most people could ever show. Still sitting, her face was an impressive façade of indifference.
Heather, pushing down the fear that clung to her, as completely calm and collected as ever, replied, "Yes, that is exactly what I am suggesting."
Jasmine was silent for several seconds. Her expression didn't change but she had seemingly stopped breathing.
"YOU FUCKIN' LITTLE WHORE! 'N 'ERE I THOUGHT YOU'D IMPROVED SINCE TOTAL DRAMA!? GUESS I WAS WRONG! SHE'S A 'UMAN BEING, 'EATHER! SHE'S GOT FEELINGS 'N THEY'VE BEEN ABUSED TOO MUCH ALREADY! I 'AVE SEEN SAMMY BEIN' USED BY AMY AND THEN 'ER CRYIN' 'ER BEAUTIFUL LITTLE EYES OUT AFTER TOO MANY TIMES! IT'LL BE A COLD FUCKIN' DAY IN 'ELL BEFORE I EVER ABUSE MY SAMMY!" Jasmine roared, the former rage having morphed into hate and disgust. Before she had been angry, now she was downright pissed. A living picture of wrath itself, her fists came down on the table between them with enough force that Heather felt her seat pop up a good few inches before she leaned towards her with a scathing glare. "'OW CAN YOU TALK 'BOUT MANIPULATIN' AND CONTROLLIN' SOMEONE SO EASILY, YOU VILE CALLOUS LITTLE WHORE WORM!?"
For nearly a minute, the only sound filling the air was Jasmine's heavy breathing.
Heather, reigning in her growing fear (and arousal), narrowed her eyes before replying in an even tone. "Because sometimes it's the only way someone can be helped. Contrary to what you and most people think, controlling and manipulating others in of itself isn't bad or hurtful, it's what you make them do that can be harmful to them."
Seeing that the fury in the Outback Survivalist's eyes hadn't budged an inch Heather sighed, knowing she would have to elaborate further. But first she was going to take advantage of the opportunity to wrestle back control of the conversation from the irate Aussie. Meeting Jasmine's burning eyes with her own piercing grey orbs, Heather relaxed and leaned back into her seat. "When Cody and me started dating, I was barely a hundred pounds and had no actual muscle mass aside from my legs, but I was still physically stronger than he was." She began. "I could overpower him as if I were Eva…or you, and that was nothing compared to how bad his sexual stamina was. One kiss on his junk was enough to make him cum." Pausing to smirk, Heather continued. "I probably got more accidental facials in the first month after we started having sex than most porn stars get in a year."
The look of fury on Jasmine lessened (though it didn't disappear) as she started to look uncomfortable. "Why do ya 'ave to be so open 'bout sex all the time?" She asked with a cringe.
"For the same reason that you're so open when it comes to animals. It's something I like and that I enjoy, a lot," Heather answered with a growing smirk. Jasmine fidgeted and had a slight blush dusting her cheeks, exactly what Heather wanted. It hadn't taken long for her to get a good feel on her, what topics or triggers would get certain reactions out of her, and right now she was using them to the fullest. "Anyways, while he wasn't obese like Owen or even chunky like a few of his geeky pals, Cody was in horrible shape physically. So, once we started spending more time together I put him on a diet, a healthy diet, and threatened to withhold anything remotely sexual from him if he didn't agree to it." Pausing as though she was seeing the memory play out before her, Heather's smirk grew into a grin before she continued. "I did the same thing to get him to start exercising." Seeing Jasmine's surprise but not pausing Heather continued with her story. "When I visited his house on the weekends, for every five minutes he would go without complaining, stopping or noticeably slacking, I would take something off. Once he started lasting long enough to get me nude, I started giving him little rewards; lap dances, masturbating, playing with one of my vibrators while he exercised, or something else depending on how long he lasted. That, in turn got him to exercise on his own during the week to build himself up for the weekends."
Heather paused to observe Jasmine's face carefully. There were still some traces of anger remaining, but they were overpowered by confusion and shock. "Yes, I was being the big-bad Queen Bee bitch of Total Drama. I was controlling Cody. I was manipulating him. But the results were all positive. Even though he still plays them too much for my liking, he doesn't play video games all day every day anymore. He started going outside on his own once he took up jogging, and actually enjoys being outside. He shaped up and got in shape. Now he's healthy, happy, and liable to live a lot longer since he stopped eating sweets and junk food all the time. Once he got in better shape, we started having sex a lot more often, which helped with his self-esteem problems and gave him a much-needed dose of self-confidence. So, with all of that in mind, I ask you, was manipulating and controlling him the wrong thing to do?"
Looking down at Asian teen, Jasmine thought over what she had been told, while also comparing how Cody had been on Total Drama to how he had been since she met him. After several minutes in deep thought, she released a massive and reluctant sigh, "No…though I 'ate the idea on the principal of it, can't say it was wrong. But I still think it was unfair to Cody."
Heather scoffed before motioning towards the refrigerator. "Do you see that list on the fridge?" She asked. Jasmine followed Heather's hand to the surprisingly long list held up by magnets on the refrigerator door. "That's a list of all of the things Cody is allergic too, and it ranges from things rare to see outside of Europe to surprisingly common herbs and spices. I have to have that list in the back of my mind whenever I'm cooking, and if I want to make something that has anything from that list in it, I have to either wait until Cody's not eating with me or I have to make two separate meals. So he's not the only one who's had to make a lot of changes for this relationship to work." She paused before asking, "Will you at least listen to what I think you should do to help Sammy?"
Jasmine, still feeling uneasy, nodded her head before slowly sitting back in her chair.
After checking the clock on the wall for the time, Heather turned her attention back to Jasmine. "From what you've told me about her, at first it seems like she's been conditioned to obey without question. But, I highly doubt Amy did that intentionally. I've had the misfortune of running into her a few times and I can tell just from those instances that she lacks the patience it takes to make someone that subservient to them. Most likely, Sammy hasn't been conditioned to obey her sister, but to avoid punishment. Because of that, I'm willing to bet that Sammy will listen to and follow whomever she sees as an authoritative figure. Right now she sees you as a supportive figure, someone she can trust, depend on, and who won't hurt her. While that's not what you want, and it is probably one of the main sources of trouble in your relationship, it's not the worst thing imaginable. You just need to tweak it so Sammy sees you as an authoritative figure as well, the same way she does her parents, sister, teachers, mall cops, cross walk guard, or the guy working the window at the local drive-through."
Confused, Jasmine asked, "Just 'ow would that 'elp anythin'?"
"If someone does whatever they are told to do, who are they are more likely to want to listen to, someone they hate or someone they like?" Heather asked back. "You've got the edge over Amy but you need to seize it while you still can. Then you just need to "sweeten the deal", give her some reasons to listen to you over Amy. Trust me, a little incentive will do miracles." The Queen Bee was silent for several seconds, letting Jasmine soak in her words before noticing her fidgeting. Immediately an alarm rang in the back of her mind when she recalled the exact thing she had used to regain control over the conversation.
"How far exactly have the two of you gone as a couple in the bedroom?"
Suddenly Jasmine's ebony face turned a shade of scarlet usually only seen in the embers of a burning fireplace. "Th-that, that's none of your business!" She stuttered, slung by embarrassment's arrows.
Heather gave the stuttering and flame-red Aussie a low-level glare, ready to assert her Queen Bee dominance if she had to. "Need I remind you that you're the one who came to me for advice? If I'm going to help you, I need to know what I'm working with. So, get over yourself and answer the question, how far have the two of you gone as a couple?"
Still scarlet with embarrassment, Jasmine looked away before replying, "We've kissed, many times. 'N made out a fair bit. 'N there's been a few sessions of, uh…light pettin'." If there were anymore to say, she wouldn't have been able to in her extreme embarrassment.
Heather emitted a prolonged groan as she started to rub her temples. "This is going to be a lot harder than I thought it would be," she muttered, "and I don't think I have the kind of time this requires today."
"Whata mean by 'arder than ya thought it would be, and 'bout not havin' the time today?" Jasmine asked, snapping out of her embarrassment at the Asian's tone.
"You said you had been a couple for three years. So I assumed you two had screwed each other's brains out and bodies raw at least a few times. I didn't know I was dealing with a fresh couple that barely have more experience than Cody did before me." Heather explained, finding a little bit of her old school nastiness slipping into her voice.
Jasmine cut Heather a deadpan look at that remark however. "I live at 'ome with two older brothers and three younger sisters. 'N Sammy lives at her family's 'ome, with 'er devil bitch of a sister. So when exactly would we 'ave time to do that?"
Heather looked up at the young woman sitting across from her from between her fingers. "You could have gone to a hotel or something, maybe taken a vacation together, or even a summer camp and then got lost in the woods. There are plenty of ways you…" Heather pointed out bluntly, before stopping. The Aussie looked surprised, then downcast. "Look, I'm sorry for being short about this, I forget that not everyone has the constantly plotting mind that I do." She said with a tone she rarely ever used, one of genuine sincerity. Jasmine gave a small smile of gratitude in return. "I promise that I'll help you tomorrow okay? Hell, I'll come over your place for the day if that's what it takes. But right now I have to ask you to leave." Heather said as she got up once she noticed the time and walked towards the door. "I have company that's coming over in like a hour. I need to get ready, and I have to vent the smell of burnt beef and tofu before they get here."
That caught Jasmine's attention, in part because Heather rarely socialized with anyone, even within the small circle of friends she and Cody had made since arriving to the college. "Ah, jolly good. I'm 'appy that you've got someone visitin' ya. Who is it? Family or friend?" She asked, still maintaining that small smile from moments ago.
"Neither." Heather answered, leaning against the wall and giving Jasmine what the Aussie had taken to calling 'the look'.
It took Jasmine a moment to recognize it but once she did, her mood dropped. Sighing, the Outback Survivalist rose from her seat. "I still don't 'ave the foggiest on 'ow you and Cody can call what ya do a healthy relationship."
Heather scoffed at the barb. "Well look at the pot calling the kettle black." She chuckled at seeing Jasmine's frown and knowing that the Aussie couldn't retaliate. "Besides, it's something we both enjoy, me even more so than him most of the time." Jasmine raised an eyebrow of her own at that. When the towering Australian was almost at the door, Heather gave a cherisher grin. "Remember Jazz, the offer still stands if you're ever interested."
"No, no thank you, 'Eather." Jasmine said, politely but coolly with a hard, determined stare. "I 'aven't changed my mind and I 'ighly doubt that I ever will."
"Our door is always open if you change your mind," Heather remarked with a chuckle and a grin.
"Farwell." Jasmine said before passing Heather and entering the hallway outside.
"Wait, hang on a second, Jazz." Heather called out before turning to face her leaving guest. The Queen Bee's expression lost its amused swagger and instead returned to her usual serious air of control. "All joking and dashed hopes aside, I promise that I'll help you out tomorrow. Whatever it is you need my help with, relationships, manipulation, sexuality, I'll do whatever I can to help you. I just can't...I can't help you today. Nine o'clock tomorrow morning good for you?"
Jasmine gave Heather a serious look for several long moments of silence before answering her. "Yeah, nine should do just fine. Thanks, 'Eather."
"It's no big deal. After all, what are friends for?"
Jasmine eyed Heather warily before nodding and leaving.
Nearly an hour later and Heather was just about ready for her guest's arrival.
She had changed her clothes, the shirt and jeans from earlier having been doused with stains, smoke vapor, and fire extinguisher foam. It would be a miracle if they could be salvaged. After a long shower to wash out the smell from her person and to relax herself, Heather took a moment to look herself over in the long mirror that hung on the inside of their bedroom door to make sure she was presentable.
The reflection staring back at her was wearing a pair of black booty shorts so tight they might as well have been vacuum-sealed to her ass and a red tank top that exposed a generous amount of cleavage, enhanced thanks to her push-up bra. A bright red thong that peaked out of her shorts at the hips completed the ensemble.
'This will have to do. It's not my best, but it's good enough.' Heather thought as she moved her hair to hang over her right shoulder.
Giving herself one last once over, wanting to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything, she cringed as she heard a familiar pair of voices beginning to shout from down the hall.
To be more exact, they were from the opposite end of the floor, but given how loud they were you'd have sworn they were next door. Then again, she wouldn't have been surprised if their fighting had escalated to the point of spilling outside their dorm and into the hallway. She had only seen the couple a few times since moving in, but those few glances had been more than enough to size them up. The guy was easily six and a half feet tall and built like a tank. Heather wagered he was about as smart as one too. He did have an air of confidence to him and a certain kindred pride to him that made him stand out. The girl on the other hand she had actually only seen once, as the couple was returning late one night from a party while Heather was returning with some take-out.
She was tall for a girl; easily a whole head taller than Heather, and her face had been hidden behind her messy bangs. The only thing Heather had really gotten a good look at was her bust, which was massive and proudly displayed by her low cut top.
She was taller than her. She had larger breasts than her. And the two's fighting and arguing kept her and Cody awake throughout the night every other day.
Never in her life had Heather met someone easier to hate since Total Drama.
Like a summer storm, just as quickly as the fighting started it vanished, with only the slamming of a door as the ringing bell for the end of the round.
Heather took in the moment of silence like it was a drug. The day hadn't been off to a good start, and she didn't want her neighbors to be the first impression her guest had of them. That's when it happened, a knock at the door, followed by a small spike of anticipation shooting through Heather knowing who it was. Moving quickly, she shooed Chikktika and Boo into the living room and closed the door behind them before causally walking to the front door.
Once there, she pulled it open with a grin already in place.
"Please, come in."
Cody entered the apartment smiling at the fact he managed to get back earlier than he had the last few weeks. He was about to call out for Heather when he heard music faintly rumbling from the back of their shared dorm.
Confused, his eyes drifted towards the floor where he noticed something unusual. A red tank top that he recognized as belonging to Heather. Closing the front door behind him, he picked it up, and after doing so he saw something else even more unusual. It was a green short-sleeved shirt with a brown windbreaker next to it. What made these pieces of clothing more unusual than the red tank top was the fact that Cody didn't recognize them. The same was true for a pair of blue jeans, thick pair of work boots, a pair of plain white underwear, and an equally plain white sports bra.
Lifting his gaze slightly, he saw the trail of clothing leading down the hall to his and Heather's bedroom. Picking up the clothes as he went, Cody made his way to the back room. The music was much louder, though still muffled by the closed door. He raised an eyebrow when he heard the distinct sounds of Heather moaning (a sound he was very familiar with) over what he now knew to be pop music. There were many things Heather didn't like, but very few things she outright hated.
Pop music was one of them.
Cody then opened the door and poked his head inside.
His eyes widened at the sight that was playing itself out ignorant of his presence.
Heather, the girl he loved with all his heart, mind, and soul…on her back and being ridden hard by a pixy cut blonde girl he didn't recognize who was trying (and failing) to coax Heather into saying that she was her bitch.
The words that crossed Cody's mind at this exact moment were neither; 'Why Heather? How could you do this to me!?' nor 'What the flying fuck is going on here!?' Instead only one thought rose at seeing his girlfriend being ridden like a rented mule. He simmered in that thought for a few moments.
After a few more seconds of silently brooding, and having still not been noticed by the two girls, the Tech Geek called in a loud and obviously displeased voice, "Heather!"
His girlfriend looked as if she had been snapped out of a daze at hearing her name called and looked to the now open doorway to see a vaguely familiar person standing there watching her. After realizing that it was Cody in the doorway, Heather jumped out from under the blonde, sending the girl who had mounted her off the bed and onto the floor flat on her back. She wasn't too happy about this development and started muttering some very choice words as she got back up.
Not even noticing what happened to the other girl, Heather turned over onto her belly before sitting on her legs, then pushing herself off from the bed and moving to stand in front of Cody, trying to block his line of sight from the other girl. The usually calm and controlled Queen Bee was brimming with nervousness, which Cody might have savored in almost any other context, and this was obvious when she finally spoke up.
"C-Cody? Hey, Sweetie! Uh…um, you're back early?"
Cody raised an eyebrow before humming in affirmation, then shifting his attention to the blonde. As she was dusting herself off, the Tech Geek took the opportunity to give her the once over. Her most obvious feature was the aforementioned short pixy cut light blonde hair, but beyond that the rest of what he saw was far from bad. She had a toned, lean and very fit build, and she was probably an inch or two taller than Heather but still shorter than Cody. Her breasts were larger than Heather's but not massively so, likely a low-grade C-cup if he had to guess. He noticed her eyes were a shade of cold blue as she glared at him without bothering to try and cover herself for the sake of modesty. Her overall demeanor was that of a tomboy, though nowhere near Jo or Eva's level. As one would imagine given what had been happening when he interrupted, she was almost completely naked. Almost, save for the black double strap-on harness she wore, with the leather belt around the waist and two others around her thighs holding the dark purple dildo at its center in place. Six and half inches long and a little over an inch wide at the base, he recognized it as Heather's without a second glance.
Having seen enough of the blonde, who Cody now recognized to be Saria, returned his disappointed and hurt gaze to Heather, who started squirming where she stood. "I thought we already had a talk about this once before, Heather?" He stated bluntly.
Heather looked ashamed and away from Cody before saying in an unusually soft voice, "I'm sorry, Cody. I know we've talk about this but it just happened. It was an accident."
"How the hell is getting rode like that by a chick wearing a strap-on wearing an accident?" Cody asked, unconvinced.
When Heather didn't answer, Saria spoke up as she made her way next to the Queen Bee, draping one arm over her shoulder. "Cut the act and quit the crap!" She barked in an almost Jo-like manner. "You're the one who wanted this on Friday instead on waiting till tomorrow."
Cody frowned.
"I hate missing out on the opening act; it kind of ruins the show."
Saria gave an over the top scoff before smirking and pulling Heather to her. While offering herself to the lingering gropes of the Queen Bee's breasts, which caused Heather to lightly moan, the pixy cut blonde remarked coyly, "I'm sure that me and Heather here can make it up to you." Then her gaze shifted to one of haughty suspicion as she added, "The question is, can you make it worth our while?"
Finding himself just a little more displeased than he was a moment ago, Cody didn't let his eyes leave Saria's as he dropped her and Heather's clothes to the floor, then in the same motion reach out and grabbing Saria he pulled her onto his chest. Cold blue met piercing teal for only a moment before Cody's lips mashed into hers in a rather heated and passionate kiss. Lips pushed, tongue shoved and teeth nipped as the two battled for dominance. It wasn't the same as with Heather Cody quickly noted. With Heather it was a contest of wills, which would go the longest, with Saria it was about brute force. This continued for several seconds, and just when Saria was starting to get into it Cody pushed her away. The blonde glared at him, but he looked unfazed as he displayed a small frown.
"What the hell is the big idea!?" She demanded, obviously not one who liked being teased.
"You poked my boner with the strap-on."
Both Saria and Heather scoffed at that, before the latter guided Cody towards the bed, his girlfriend then pushing him onto his back, Saria wasted little time climbing up on top of Cody, straddling his still full-clothed form.
"Sorry for not waiting on you, Cody." The blonde said in a manner that didn't sound the least bit apologetic. "But Heather just looked so damn tasty that I couldn't help myself. I had to have a sample to hold me over." She remarked as her hands snaked under his shirt before quickly peeling it off and tossing it aside. The now bare-chested Tech Geek was given a quick once-over by the blonde whose blue eyes gleamed with sparkles of appreciation and surprise…laced with a note of approval. "Wow, I'm genuinely impressed, I honestly didn't think you'd be this good."
Saria's observations were of the changes in Cody's build since Total Drama World Tour had ended. Gone was the scrawny and nervous Tech Geek, in his place was someone who in Heather's own words was 'pretty damn fit'. He wasn't bulging with muscles and he wouldn't be winning any bodybuilding contests but he wasn't lacking either. Biceps she could tell would have no trouble lifting or holding her up, a flat washboard stomach complete with visible abs, and very well defined pecs that looked to be rock solid. All and all he wouldn't have been out of place among surfers or track and field runners. Naturally, given what they were planning on doing very shortly, Saria's right hand snaked down to check out his package. While it was only partially erect and he was still wearing jeans, she felt safe in putting him in the six to seven-inch range at full mast.
Finished with her surveying of the goods, Saria turned back to Heather and asked, "What have you been feeding him?" Getting a smirk from the Asian, she added, "Does he know any tricks, or is he just all looks?"
Once again, Cody found himself frowning at her remark. His previous thought at what he had seen when he first peaked inside the room of, 'Dammit they started without me!' quickly being replaced with, 'So that's why Heather started without me.'
"I know a few tricks actually. My favorite one is called roll over."
Confused, Saria asked, "Roll ove-AH!?"
Before the pixy cut blonde could finish her question, Cody flipped them over trapping her beneath him. While she was getting very much acquainted with just how toned Cody's body was, the Tech Geek restarted their previously interrupted make out session, just as fiercely as it had been earlier the battle for dominance picking up as though it never stopped. With his attention focused on the blonde under him, Cody only partially noticed when Heather moved to help him out of his remaining clothes. Starting with his shoes before his belt was unbuckled and jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped with practiced ease. These were followed by his socks and boxers, all the while Cody did his best to keep the blonde from talking anymore than she already had.
Cody was soon just as naked as the girls themselves were when he noticed something different, or rather 'again but different.' Once again stopping the snogging session, though this time instead of frowning he was laughing. Not a 'ha ha funny joke laugh' but a 'what the hell laugh' Pushing himself up and moving his hips he shifted to sit up. "I can't make out with you while you're wearing that thing, it's just too damn weird."
The Tech Geek felt his girlfriend draping herself across him, her erect nipples pushing themselves into his back teasingly. Nuzzling his cheek with her own she leaned into his ear before speaking in a sultry whisper that was just loud enough for Saria to hear. "Now you know how it feels every time we do anything together." Then she playfully pulled Cody off of the pixy blonde and shooed him with a motion of her wrist. "Sorry sweetie but it's still my turn, and if you want to play with her, you know the rules."
Cody lightly grumbled before rolling himself off the bed doing his best to not get distracted by what was going on just a few feet from him. "Fine, fine, I'll be right back."
With that the Tech Geek opened the dressers top drawer and pulled out a box of condoms. Saria watched as he put it on out of the corner of her eye before Heather turned her face away from her lover towards herself, more specifically her lips. The resulting battle of wills lasted for nearly a minute before Heather broke the engagement to lick her lips in appraisal. As she was catching her breath, Saria nodded over towards Cody, "You know he doesn't have to wear one of those, right? I'm on the pill so it's not a issue."
"Doesn't matter, I'm not taking any chances." Heather remarked as her hands glided over the blonde, one making its way down to her thighs while its sister was content to massage her breasts.
"I was kind of hoping for more than just one time with the boy toy." Saria commented with a moan. Mentally noting Heather hadn't been exaggerating when she claimed to be good with her hands.
As he was walking back towards the bed, Cody gave a challenging smirk. "We have plenty, more than enough to last a few days if you're up to it."
"I'll believe it when I see it." The pixy cut blonde fired back without missing a beat.
Before Cody could retort, Heather went into action. Pushing Saria onto her back, Heather turned herself around so that she was facing away from the pixy blonde. Planting her knees on either side of the other girl's hips, the Queen Bee gripped Saira's thigh with one hand while the other went to the base of the strap-on. Making a small show of wiggling her backside, Heather slowly started to lower herself onto the dark purple dildo, lightly moaning until she groaned when bottoming out. Pausing for a moment to savor the sensation of being filled by the rubber phallus, the Asian hottie began to raise and lower herself, slowly at first but quickly picking up speed and building momentum. As Cody had quickly learned once their relationship became more physical; Heather loved riding reverse cowgirl. Though she disliked not being able to see her lover, she relished the complete and total control it gave her. She controlled the speed and depth of the penetration, she decided if her hips would be gyrating back and forth, side to side, in circles, or bouncing up and down. Even her lover's gaze was hers to control despite facing away from them. If she wanted them to look to her face, it took only an arch in her back and tilt of her head. Her breasts? Twisting her torso and stretching her shoulders. Her ass? 'Twerk and ride' was a term Cody had long ago coined in her honor.
As Heather rode the strap-on, the hand that had been on Saria's thigh quickly and nimbly undid the buckles holding it in place. When the last one was free; knowing that she was enjoying the sweet eye candy, Heather added some extra jiggle to her ass to get Saria as fired up as possible. Saria was so entranced by the show before her that she didn't even notice when the Asian goddess rose up to her knees and deftly slid the strap-on from her shaven mound until she heard it fall onto the floor. The blonde watched as Heather then lowered herself back onto her thighs, only to begin gyrating them with a teasing slowness, almost like a cat sitting in its favorite chair. Following her line of sight Saria turned to see Cody, who was watching the duo with a massive erection throbbing between his legs.
"Are you ready for your turn, sweetie?" Heather said oh so seductively, the words dripping from her lips like fresh honey.
If the extra throbbing bob of his now fully erect mast hadn't been telling enough, the grin Cody now wore made it clear he was eager to go.
Heather made a show of turning to her side and rolling off from her seat with a casual grace. Her movements were not slow, but at the same time there was no rush or haste in them either. Moving herself to lay beside the blonde, she moved her hand across her body from her neck to her stomach, almost as though she were saying 'This is what I am giving you'. Saria noted how Cody's eyes followed the hand as it hovered over her body, not once lingering over her breasts to exposed lower lips.
The moment Heather's hand moved from over her however it was like a starting pistol had been fired, Cody all but lunging at Saria as he mounted her. For the third time their lips met in a battle for control. As their lips twisted and tongues parried one another, Cody's hands made their way from her sides to grope her breasts causing both to moan; she from the sensation of his hands, he from appreciation of their size. Cody loved Heather dearly, with his heart mind and soul, and while he enjoyed anything and everything they did together this was without a doubt a top contender for his favorite thing to do with her. From its beginnings as both a gift and an apology, it had grown to become much more for them. Even if there was something he couldn't do for her, she made sure he was part of it, something he deeply appreciated. His condom-covered cock driving into Saria's moist cavern emphatically agreed with those sentiments though for entirely different reasons. In particular because this girl was tight, and that tightness was sending so many surges through this groin that it electrified his entire body.
Even so, something seemed off to Cody, but in his current state he couldn't grasp what it was. Paying no attention to whatever odd vibes he was getting, he kept going without a second thought.
Heather on the other hand, who had moved herself behind Saria and was propping her up, had a perfect view of exactly what was happening and knew exactly what was 'off'.
Even as Cody was fucking her, Saria was barely paying attention to Cody. Her hands were busy groping Heather's thighs that lay to either side of her, and while Cody sucked, nibbled and bit at her neck; her eyes were focused on Heather's. A quick glance down confirmed that that the blonde wasn't even bucking her hips, she was just lying there and letting him do all of the work. The twinkle in her eyes and smug grin she flashed were just more fuel on the fire.
This, combined with how she had been acting earlier towards her made Heather realize just what was going on now. Saria had no interest in Cody, at all…and the blonde likely only agreed to this because it meant a shot at her. Feeling her mood threatening to turn sour, Heather quickly ran down her options. She needed this, and the Queen Bee was not going to let this bitch ruin it!
As Cody still was pounding away at the blonde, Heather started making out with her. The angle was awkward and uncomfortable, but The Queen Bee hoped that it would inspire Saria to put more effort into things. Sadly though, Saria had other ideas. After several minutes of making out with Heather, the blonde took her actions as an open invitation and wiggled away from Cody mid-stroke. Not even looking back at the dumbfounded Tech Geek with his erect cock hanging in now empty space, Saria twisted herself around to fully embrace Heather and started making out in full force. Whatever sexual drives the pixy cut blonde apparently lacked while with Cody came without restraint as she kissed and caressed The Queen Bee.
Despite the waves of physical pleasure she was feeling, Heather was starting to lose her patience with Saria. Being as resourceful as always, the Queen Bee took advantage of their current position. Pulling down on the slightly taller girl and moving her arms to wrap under her shoulders, the Queen Bee maneuvered Saria while they were making out.
The pixy blonde girl was now on her stomach and knees with her ass wiggling in the air. It was as close to doggy style as Heather could get her into without breaking their heated snogging. Things were getting close to the edge right now and Heather didn't want to risk giving the blonde a chance to say something that would push them over.
Unaware of Heather's intentions but still sporting a raging erection; not to mention far less concerned about Saria now, Cody resumed ramming his cock into the newly exposed pussy. Being slightly lubed by the pixy blonde's fluids, he plowed through the tight folds of Saria's womanhood. Inch by inch, his erect member disappeared into the pink cave until he was bottoming out on each stroke, his scrotum slamming against her ass on each return. Seeing the obvious change in her actions and now having picked up on her intentions from the start, the Tech Geek started channeling his frustrations with the third member of this threesome into his movements. The result was a distinct lack for the consideration of his partner that was typically present. In other words, he was fucking her hard and raw.
If she noticed the change however, she gave no indication. Even while being fucked doggy style, the blonde remained completely focused on Heather, if anything she was getting more passionate and heated with her. For Cody, she was simply present, almost like a piece of furniture. As before, all her attention was focused on Heather.
This lasted for a while; with Cody pounding into Saria while Heather was at the bottom making out with the pixy blonde as she held her in place. However, like many situations involving things not as nice as sex, the bottom started to grumble about its position.
Heather wasn't enjoying the current situation one bit. It was only her wanting to make sure Cody got the most out of this that kept her in place for so long. After all, two people were having sex on top of her while all she got was a low-grade make out session and near virgin quality groping. Had Saria been a solid ten out of ten, someone in Lindsay's league in terms of looks or skills, Heather could have overlooked everything else and enjoyed this, but Saria wasn't. Heather's mind had reached its conclusion.
This would not do.
When she couldn't take it any longer, the Queen Bee released her hold on Saria and pushed her away.
"Stop, stop, Cody, stop for a second!" Heather ordered, causing Cody to begrudgingly comply. He was already ticked, and getting a mean case of blue balls for the second time tonight.
However, in stark contrast, Saria suddenly became more eager than she had been since things started.
"Do you want me to get the strap-on so we can have some real fun again, Heather?" She asked, nearly breaking free from the lock Heather's legs had on her own holding her in place.
While her expression had barely changed, Cody detected the subtle shift in her demeanor. Saria didn't notice it however, nor did she realize she had just had earned her last strike in The Queen Bee's mind.
Heather carefully pushed herself and Saria up with her elbows and palms before rising up to her knees. The sight reminded Cody of an angry cobra emerging from its basket; the comparison was enhanced by her hair spreading out around her shoulders. As she did so, Heather shot Saria a seductive grin that was all but flashing a pair of dripping fangs. "No, that won't be necessary, I have a much better idea."
Saria didn't even have time to blink before the Queen Bee was on her, a firm but not quite harsh bite to her lips followed by the Asian's tongue driving itself into her mouth. Heather's slender fingers slid along the Caucasian girl's toned body, one lingering on her breasts while the other gave a quick sharp smack to her ass. The reaction out of Saria was instantaneous, a gasp followed by a deep muffled moan. The white flag of surrender was flying faster than it could be raised as Saria offered herself to Heather, who took unapologetic handfuls of the other's healthy smooth flesh.
Cody, being the heterosexual male he was, nearly passed out at the sight before him. It didn't make up for what he had been dealing with since they started, but it wasn't the worst possible outcome. That's when he noticed the hand Heather had been using to smack Saria's ass was now lingering around the small of her back. It rose just long enough to give Cody a thumbs-down gesture before returning to its previous task, abet with a much harder smack resulting in a much louder groan from the blonde.
With that, the Queen Bee lowered one knee and rolled Saria beneath her, claiming the top position as she pinned the other girl under her. Not even pausing for a moment, she continued her assault on her mouth. Heather stepped up her actions, mixing gentle caresses with firm grips, her hands moving over and around her body with as much fervor as the tongue moving within her mouth. Tearing her lips away from the blonde's, despite the girl's lips trying to recapture them, Heather whispered with a moan in her ear, "I've gotten sooo worked up, and I'm tired of being the only one in the room to not be getting any real action, would you mind helping me with that?" Sensing the pure lust running through Saria's body, Heather blew across her ear before pulling back to see her handy work. Sure enough Saria was all but frozen in place, a pink hue spreading across her face and down her chest.
Seeing that the third member of their group wasn't going anywhere, the shorter Asian beauty repositioned herself, standing on her knee's over Saria's head. With the same casual grace as before, she settled herself down on the other girl, though this time on her face rather than her lap. She moved around slightly, small adjustments and shifts in her knees and hips until she was content with the position. The moment she was, her thighs clamped down like a vice, the muscles visibly flexing as her feet turned inward under Saria's head locking her in place. Heather then leaned forward, slowly and carefully, her hand's sliding down from Saria's stomach to the inside of her thighs that parted for her without hesitation. Pulling her hair back over her shoulder, Heather leaned down to deliver a quick lick to the other girl's exposed lower lips. Saria's body jerked like an exposed live wire, but Heather's grip on her head didn't budge. This was followed by another lick, though unlike the first, this one was slow, purposefully dragged out as long as possible, Heather's tongue running from just below the blonde's exposed clit down to the bottom of her ass cheeks. Saria gave another jerking spasm, but again Heather paid her no mind. After several additional testing licks, each with the same results as the previous, Heather felt confident that Saria wasn't going anywhere. With that in mind she began grinding herself into Saria's face, pulling up with her feet against the back of her head in sync with the gyrations of her hips. Just as before with the strap-on, Heather quickly began picking up speed, rocking with her hips and shifting her body weight, she built up a rhythm. Pushing herself up, she took hold of the other girl's thighs and pulled them back, her hand's sliding back to grip her under the knees. With her new position granting her additional leverage Heather was able to go full throttle on the blonde, slamming her moist pussy onto her face as hard as she could. Looking up from her position, Heather saw a confused and painfully aroused Cody watching them intently. Eyes locked with his and acting as she if wasn't humping another girl's face whose legs she was holding wide open like a goal post, she raised a slender eyebrow at her boyfriend.
"Well Cody? Do you need a verbal invitation?"
The Tech Geek did nothing, not having the slightest idea what it was that Heather meant. The Queen Bee didn't react to this at first either. Instead, she focused on her own activities. With Saria's face trapped and held tightly between her mighty twin olive thighs, the blonde was eating Heather out hungrily. Given the girl's obvious interest in her, Heather naturally assumed that she would be able to give her a good eating out. She wasn't. She was eager, and had the earnest 'I love this!' quality of an amateur giving it their all, but she lacked the bare minimum skill that Heather required after having been on the receiving end of skilled lovers like Lindsay and Cody. It was painfully obvious that she had no idea what she was doing, blindly driving her tongue around and not even bothering to use her lips. Because of this Heather shifted herself to sitting up slightly higher, insuring that her pearl was nowhere near the reach of Saria's teeth's. The only positive out of this she noted was that Saria's breasts made for a pretty decent cushion, though just a little too small to be called 'comfortable'.
Heather briefly ignored this latest disappointment however in favor of making the most of it. Pulling herself completely out of the sixty-nine position she had been in to simply sit on Saria's face as she rode it into oblivion, the Asian goddess pulled the blonde's legs with her as she sat up so that they were now held up to the sides of her head, held firmly by the ankles, she then took Saria's hands (which had been holding her by the waist) and guided them to hook under her knees before lowering herself back into the sixty-nine position. The sight before Cody was unquestionably the highlight of the night. Heather was lying on her belly with another girl's moist pussy directly below her face, said other girl holding her own legs back and wide open at the knees. Flashing a sexy smile Heather asked, "Would you prefer a written invitation?"
Finally understanding what Heather meant, Cody happily complied. Readying his still condom covered cock, Cody once again began plowing into Saria all the while making out with Heather. While kissing Cody, Heather's hand's were just as busy as his own. One hand holding his shoulder for balance as she continued riding Saria, the other cupping and massaging his balls as he rammed into the other girl's pussy to further spur him into releasing his building orgasm. Eventually, even as Cody continued to fuck Saira, Heather released Cody's hungry and bruised lips. She could tell that Cody wasn't going to last much longer, but she herself was quite far from cumming. Saria's inept oral skills would never be able to get her off and she knew it.
In between grunts and moans, Cody finally warned that he was getting close to his climax. Realizing that she was running out of time, Heather stepped up her game, moving away from Cody and sitting on the balls of her feet, she started using her own hands to get herself off. As she worked her clit with light twists and pulls she could feel her nails tracing along Saria's face but she paid her no mind. At this point she honestly didn't give a damn if she left any cuts or scrapes on the blonde, she simply clawed at her cavern as roughly as she could.
It wasn't long after this that the conga-line of climaxes began. Cody was first, having been holding in this particular load ever since they had started. Several thick geysers of salty white were pumping into the condom buried deep in the hot, moist pink abyss. Saria came next, a flood of her juices dousing Cody's thighs in sticky sweetness. Soon after Saria, Heather came, nearly drowning the pixy cut blonde whose face was trapped under her. The sensation of drowning for Saria however came more from the fact that Heather had collapsed onto her face after coming rather than due to 'volume'. Thankfully for her, Heather quickly rolled off of her to the side of the bed.
As the blonde laid there in the glow of her orgasm, neither Heather nor Cody paid her any attention. Instead, The Queen Bee made quick work of removing the now used condom, tying it in a knot before dropping it into the trash can next to the bed then returning to his embrace, the two basking in each others' after-glow.
Sitting at the couple's bedside, Saria was putting on the first of her work boots. Not long after all three were relaxing and catching their breath, Heather said she was done for the day, citing it had been a long time since she came that hard and that she just wanted to sleep for awhile. As she finished lacing up her other boot, the pixy cut blonde looked over at Heather, who was on her side under the covers, out cold. Saria was mildly ticked at that, she had been hoping to get at least one more snogging session with that Asian goddess, but she was tired herself. If nothing else what she had done with her before Cody arrived was more than enough for her.
Once she was fully clothed, Cody started to show her the way out. The Tech Geek was only in his boxers, being too tired to give a damn if anyone might catch a brief glimpse of him in his undies for those few seconds that the front door would be open.
As Cody opened the door, Saria remarked, after sporting a somewhat false smile, "Thanks for the fun; I certainty had my fill for the night...which I honestly didn't expect."
"Well, me and Heather seem to have that effect on people," Cody said with a smirk.
"You're half right," Saria said before adding a second later, "Anyway, don't be a stranger. If Heather gets this urge of hers again, give me a call. I'd love to join her, uh, and you, for another go."
"We'll make sure to do just that." The Tech Geek answered, once again with a beaming grin as Saria walked out of the door. The moment she was out of their dorm, Cody carefully closed the door, as one would expect with someone trying to sleep inside. Once it was closed, Cody's grin dropped and a hardened frown took its place.
"Bitch."
Cody made his way back to the bedroom, where Heather was sitting up and very much awake with an unhidden look of disappointment. He crawled back into their bed and pulled her to him. The couple silently held each other close.
"I'm sorry things didn't turn out the way we had hoped they would." Heather said regretfully, before muttering under her breath, "I swear this day is just fucking cursed."
"Well…it wasn't all bad." Cody said trying to soften the truth of the matter. "It was just bad whenever she opened her mouth."
After a silent pause lingered between them, Heather finally looked up from his chest to his eyes. "You didn't seem to mind her mouth too much." Heather offered with a weak smirk.
"Let me amend that," Cody said, "it wasn't so bad when she wasn't talking." Then, against his wishes, his face dropped into a stronger frown, adding, "or when she left me hanging there with a raging boner like I was invisible."
Even though it wasn't his intention, Heather looked more regretful at hearing that. Pulling herself against him she shook her head. "I'm sorry Cody, if I had known that she was just using this to get to me I never would have asked her." Heather said, sporting rarely seen large, dewy grey eyes. "To be honest, I'm more than a little surprised with how she was. She seemed so much...more tolerable, and into both of us, at the party."
"Yeah...I know." Cody replied with a nod. "The difference between how she was last week and now caught me off guard. But, to be fair, she was a bit on the tipsy side when we met her. Maybe in the future, we shouldn't consider girls while they're buzzed?." A weak chuckle escaped his lips, and another escaped Heather's. Then a new look flashed over Cody's face, one of concern. "So, are you holding up alright? I know that...today...honestly I can't remember you ever playing the 'I'm exhausted and need a nap' card before, ever."
Smiling for the first time since talking with Jasmine, Heather kissed Cody's cheek and snuggled up to him. "Yes, I'm fine." She said sincerely. "Saria might have been a bitch, and I'll never have that whore profane this dorm with her presence again," She said faintly angry, before releasing a sigh, "but she did the trick. I'm feeling all right for now…though we'll likely have to do this again sooner than I would have thought." She then smiled at Cody, who returned it with a smile of his own. "Next time we do this, I'll make sure the girl is into you too. Hell, maybe we'll have her make out with both of us first just to make sure?" Heather's eyes were gleaming, mainly from seeing the excitement on Cody's face, but also because of what she was planning on saying next. "But I might be permanently turned off to blondes now." As expected, Cody's face morphed into one of absolute horror. Unable to help herself, Heather scoffed and smiled in victory before saying, "Pervert."
"Well, you are the one that decides when we do this, and picks out the girls, not me." Cody countered.
"True, but I only bring them around if you agree to the girl and the time." Heather said, with a noticeably down expression.
Cody felt bad for bringing up that particular subject, knowing it was something Heather still blamed herself for. Her response as well as her reaction reminded him of something else, something from a few months ago. "Say, Heather? Do you remember my graduation party from high school?" Seeing her look up at him though giving no verbal response, he continued. "The reason you didn't bring Jessica to my graduation party, by any chance was it because of me telling you I wasn't interested in her?"
"Yes," Heather replied flatly, "I didn't know that you were joking about that at the time."
"FUCK!" Cody cursed loudly as he hit his head against the back of the bed. Groaning, he nearly shouted in an unintentionally comically exasperated voice, "She was a six foot tall, leggy, D-cup platinum blonde cheerleader! I would have thought it was painfully obvious that I was joking! How was I suppose to know that you were being serious about that!?" He whined.
Heather couldn't help but smile at Cody's reaction. Smile turning into a coy smirk, she commented, "Well that's what you get for trying to be a smart-ass with me when I was trying to do something nice for you. And it's fitting punishment for a pervert like you."
Cody's exasperated expression fell into a frown at her barb. "Do you really think I'm a pervert?" Even after as much time had passed since they became an item, the charge of being a pervert still got to him if it was coming from her.
"Of course you are, you're my pervert." Heather said before kissing Cody on the lips, "and I love you for it." Pausing she gave him an honest smile when she saw the relief spreading through him. "You're going to get to prove it tomorrow morning, by the way. I have to leave at eight thirty to meet up with Jasmine at her place, but until then it'll just be you, me, and whatever you want to do to me. And I, for one, am looking forward to it." She finished smiling warmly at her boyfriend, who had all but forgotten about the shitty threesome, being more than content to just be with the one woman who he loved.
Within ten minutes of their little heart to heart, Cody was asleep, thanks to three way assault of the bad sleep the previous night, the torturous classes, and the emotionally infuriating threesome. But Heather wasn't. It was only late afternoon, barely evening, and her mind was filled with thoughts and plans as always. She was mentally assessing not just what she would need to do tomorrow, but also what she could do tomorrow. The situation with Sammy and her sister was one filled with unknowns. She just didn't have enough information right now to give any specific help. This was on top of her mind already trying its best to tuck away any and all thoughts connected with today itself, something Saria was suppose to have been for but ironically did just the opposite.
Not only that, but both the experience with Saria and what had lead to her asking the blonde had caused a painfully bitter memory to bubble its way up from the stygian depths of her mind.
June 27th 2014
Outside the high school's grand football stadium, its pristine grass now stomped flat under thousands of departing pairs of feet and was still littered with trash and tassels. The massive lights of the stadium still shined overhead, bathing the area in a harsh white unnatural light. The loud shouts, cheers, and occasional exclamations of celebrating sex to come later that night had long since ended for the year leaving it in near total silence.
The only movement in sight was Heather approaching a location sent to her from a text message. Soon enough, along the outer wall of the stadium, the Queen Bee found the one who sent it. A small but equally rare smile graced Heather's lips.
She was a fellow graduate, and a drop-dead hotty. At just over six feet in height, the sculpted beauty's platinum blonde hair reached halfway down her back. Her most outstanding feature however was her wonderful D-cup bust. She was still a far cry from Lindsay, but then again so was everyone.
"Hey Jess." Heather called out with a small wave. "So I take it that you're interested in a little action with me and Cody to celebrate finally getting out of this hell hole?"
Jess, or rather Jessica to anyone who was outside her circle of friends, smiled. Of all of the cronies and minions Heather had following her while she was popular, Jess was the only one who the Queen Bee still had any respect for, and was one of only three people she still called a friend. The two had met on the cheer squad, to be more exact during the "initiation" they took part in. But unlike Heather, Jess quickly embraced bisexuality after her first taste. The stigma she faced early on vanished after Heather became the Queen Bee. She went through boys and girls who many in the school longed to possess, and fuck, like tissues, with any existing V-cards punched like clockwork. While she followed the same general policy of isolating Heather that all of the popular kids did, both when Dakota Milton usurped Heather as Queen Bee and when Heather revealed her and Cody's relationship, Jess would still text Heather every now and then and sometimes even talk with the dethroned Queen Bee in-person. It wasn't much, but for the suddenly isolated teen it was enough to look on Jessica more than just favorably.
"You're damn right I'm interested in tapping that!" Jess said smiling. "From what I've heard from Bev and Cassy, Cody's surprisingly good!" She mentioned with an approving grin.
Heather smirked at this. "Of course he is, he's been with me long enough, and he's had plenty of practice."
Jess laughed knowingly at Heather's remark. While Heather only had two boyfriends during her 'reign' of the school, their exploits were far from secret. "From what I've heard, I don't doubt that." She shook her head with a smile. "I still can't believe that you gave a loser like him a chance to begin with, but based on the rumors, you've got a better eye than anyone gave you credit for."
Heather found herself a little miffed by the remark, but chose to let it slide thanks to the history between them. Instead, she asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Jess asked as if it was the answer to 'what was two times two'. "Cody's got money, at least more than most of the popular crowd. He's gotten pretty hot since you got ahold of him and he filled out. He's nice. From what I've heard, he's decently hung, and he can show a girl a good time. You ended up finding the perfect boy toy Heather. And all you had to do is put out a little." She explained maintaining an innocent tone. She then grinned from ear to ear as she added, "It must be nice to strike gold like that, to have someone wrapped around your little finger to the point where he actually believes you care about him."
Hearing this caused Heather to do a complete one eighty and say 'screw it' to any notions of being polite. While Jess had never had anything negative to say about Cody in the past, she'd never exactly complimented him either. Heather had just chalked it up to the fact she didn't know him and wasn't in the same clique. But there it was, amazing how much impact a single statement could make.
"It must be nice to strike gold like that, to have someone wrapped around your little finger to the point where he actually believes you care about him."
It was like someone back-handing her across the face. The past was the past, and nothing could change it, Heather knew that just as well as anyone. But that didn't mean she liked being reminded of it either.
"I do care about him!"
Confused by the tone and Heather's reaction, Jess turned to her friend in confusion. "What's your problem, Heather?"
"You're my problem!" Heather replied, her voice leaking with venom. It was easy, it was so easy to see right now that Heather felt anger and rage filling her veins. She was Heather Wilson, damn it! She was not her mother!
Even more confused then she had been, Jess repeated her previous question by asking, "What's your problem? I mean, Cody's just the flavor of the week. Sure, a bit more long term than your previous boyfriends, but nothing special. What's he ever done for you?"
Now outright fuming, Heather nearly roared, "He's done a hell of a lot more for me than you ever did, Jess!"
The tall blonde became quiet at that, seriously staring at the Queen Bee for a moment. Then, without any warning, she started laughing. "Oh, oh, my, God, this is too rich!" She hollered, holding her sides. "You've actually fallen for that loser!?" After she was done laughing, Jess noticed Heather's hardened scowl. Reacting to this, she took the shorter girl's shoulder in one of her arms before leading her away from the stadium at a slow pace. While walking, she added, "Look, you've got to listen to some common sense here. We're out, we've made it, but now we have our entire lives ahead of us. You need to think about your future and get your priorities straight. You're one of a kind, someone with the looks, brains and the will to do anything they set their mind to. You could have anyone you want, anyone! Cody...I'm sure he's a nice guy, great high school boyfriend material, but you need to wake up now. You'll have so many better opportunities once you get into college, and even then you should always be looking to step up in life, not settle with what you have now. Besides, I'm pretty sure that even after everything you've done for him, Cody would leave you high and dry to nail the first thing with a pussy and a pulse that walked by him."
Now livid and one step away from attacking Jess, Heather shrugged her arm from her shoulders and started walking away without another word.
She heard Jess shout out to her as she left the stadium, "Let me know when you've woken up to smell the roses! And don't forget what I said, give me a call if you're up for some fun!"
Still walking to her car, Heather pulled out her phone and flipped through her painfully small list of contacts. With only six entries listed, it wasn't too difficult to find Jessica's name, at which point Heather deleted it without a second thought. Then, just as quickly, she switched to the call the first name on her list.
"Hey Cody, I'm sorry to say this but I'm going to be running a little late for your graduation party…No, no, no, I am coming, I promise. I just didn't realize that I was on dead empty; so I have to fill it up first…Me too, see you soon. I love you, bye."
With that, Heather hung up and climbed into her car. She was not looking forward to this, but she had promised Cody she would be there.
Friday, September 19th 2014
Shifting to turn around and face him, Heather looked over Cody who was still sleeping soundly. The Queen Bee smiled softly at the sight. As sappy as she knew it would sound if she said it out loud, the little moments like these were the ones she treasured most.
And it was moments like this that made her grateful that she hadn't listened to Jessica. Heather still couldn't believe that she had seen her at the party last week, and she thanked God that Cody didn't see her. The Asian teen had almost done a spit-take when she had realized that sitting across from her and Cody, almost completely shitface drunk was her bitchy former best friend. She was perfectly content to let him believe she had taken his remarks about Jess at face value rather than the truth, especially from what she had seen as the night went on. While the memory he had of her was a lie, sometimes, it was better than knowing the truth. Even a lie can be beautiful, and better than reality.
He deserved that much, to keep his dreams and fantasies, for them to be a sanctuary for him when he needed it most.
She wasn't focusing on that now. Instead, her mind was focused on her sleeping boyfriend. Smiling warming at him, she pulled him closer to herself before falling asleep in her own sanctuary.
Just as with the introduction author's notes, I'll let Kenju start the closing ones off as well, even though I will have additional thoughts of my own after his.
"And there you have it ladies and gentlemen, we hope that you enjoyed this chapter as it was quite difficult getting it out between all the deadlines and problems that kept coming up.
That aside, as promised we've given everyone their first look into Cody and Heather's history, a peak into the not so distant past but an important one. We've also started getting into some of the deeper plot points for the future. Regarding the threesome, it wont be the last, though they wont be overly common either, they happen for a reason which was hinted at here but will be explained and explored more in the future.
I know its getting old and annoying by now hearing us say that, but, from here on out the next few chapters will be focused on getting the main story going while also exploring and explaining the history that made the characters who they are now. Next chapter is going to be especially interesting and…entertaining if I do say so myself.
Until then, please let us know what you thought, if you have any questions, comments or concerns feel free to let us know through reviews, or if you wish to keep it private then PM Rufus T. Serenity."
All right, now it's back to my comments! :)
Yes, the "Stir Friday" thing is taken from the animated series Archer. If you have never seen this show, then you should check it out because its pure awesomeness! DANGER ZONE! ;)
On a more serious note, I'm sure it's obvious after reading this chapter where most of the difficulty came from, writing the threesome. I struggled with this bit quite a bit to be honest. I think it was the combo of having an OC in the mix and the fact that this might very well be the first threesome ever written where everyone is dissatisfied in the end lol Honestly, I legitimately think this might be a first for the entire massive genre of lemon fan-fiction! ;) But in all seriousness, I must thank Kenju for adding so much awesome detail to the bare skeleton of a threesome that I provided for him. He deserves a huge round of applause for his work on this chapter! :)
Also, one of the things that I'm most pleased with changing in the story is that there are very few OCs. As this chapter shows, there are still some but they will often have one-time appearances, most often only being related to Heather and/or Cody's past. You'll likely never see Saria or Jess from this point onward. Contain your tears. ;) Thankfully the TDRI and TDPI characters will take up all of the important side-character roles.
The next chapter will likely take a while as well but parts of it have already been started and I personally believe it is overall a much better chapter.
But until then, please read, review, favor, follow, and spread the word! :)