A/N: And this, dear sir or madame, is where the rating of this story comes to play. Basically the entirety of this chapter is smut so if you don't like that or if you are squeamish then simply skip it, please and thank you. And remember to review my lovelies!
I do not own Total Drama, all rights reserved to the respective owners.
"You locked the gate, babe", he said and made eye contact with my clearly baffled expression.
"So? You're a criminal, just pick the lock or jump over the fence or something. I don't care", I answered and started to close the window when his voice stopped me.
"Wait! Okay, look. Can I stay?"
"Stay?" My eyebrows quirked upwards in bewilderment. He wasn't making any sense at all right now.
"Yeah, you know, come inside and not leave for a while. Stay", Duncan mocked. His lower lip glided outwards slightly, creating a pout. I sighed and closed my window, though the corner of my lips involuntary shot up and formed a smile. Maybe it was all a dream, maybe I accidentally fell asleep. My thoughts whirled around in my head as I stalked down the stairs once more. And there he stood, in the middle of the hallway, his signature smirk plastered on his face. I could sense a bit of gratitude in his eyes as he looked me up and down where I stood on the last step of the stairs.
"Duncan…" I began but was cut off quickly.
"Princess, let's not", he shook his head and gave me another look, though this time I couldn't figure out what it was filled with. Not guilt, not thankfulness, not desire. Maybe regret? "I'm here to help you relax, like I promised in the woods." Every logical cell in my body told me that he was in trouble, they screamed for me to reach out to Duncan and help him. But maybe letting him help me would be the best way to help him? I turned on my heels and walked up the stairs, when I reached the top I realized he was still standing awkwardly in the hallway with his hands in his pockets.
"Lock the door and come up", I sighed at him before turning the corner to my room, leaving my bedroom-door open for him. Instinctively I laid down on my bed once more and only a few moments later I heard the door to my room close.
"So, uhm, thank you", Duncan said and scratched his head. When I nodded in response he walked over to my bed and laid down next to me. He was on his side, one arm on a pillow and resting his head in his palm.
"What do you think you're doing?" I questioned and looked at him, my back still in full contact with the mattress.
"Resting?" He quirked an eyebrow towards his hairline.
"No you're not, I said you could stay not sleep with me." The words fell out of my mouth before I had a chance to think about them. "I-I mean sleep in, in my bed." My eyelids fluttered like a butterfly as I stammered out a way to rescue myself.
"Don't worry, Princess, I won't do anything you don't like", Duncan said seductively. His tongue brushed against the inner part of his lower lip as he spoke. I turned my body slightly towards him, to easier look in his face. It looked like his eyes searched mine for a refusal, and when he didn't find any his resting arm was raised shakily and started stroking mine. His touch was light and left a trail of goosebumps on my skin.
"Duncan…" I tried to talk to him again, only to be cut off as quickly as last time I said his name.
"I said 'let's not'", he answered fast, his touch stopping in its tracks. His eyes turned away from me and looked down on the small space that was still between us.
"I can't help you without knowing what's going on."
"Well what if I don't want your help!" Duncan suddenly answered in a loud voice, his hand gripped my arm and squeezed tight in frustration. I ignored the pain, knowing it was simply a defense mechanism; we all had them.
"Duncan let me in", I answered in an equally loud voice. He released my arm and sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed.
"You couldn't help even if you knew", Duncan mumbled and rested his chin in both hands and his elbows on his thighs. I crawled up from my laying position and sat on my knees behind him, my breath probably hitting the back of his neck.
"There is nothing I can't do", I said matter-of-factly, trying to get a reaction from him. I wasn't used to this Duncan, the emotional one, and I didn't know how to handle it. But nothing came out of him, not a movement, not a sound. Nothing.
Without permission my hand raised itself and started tracing his arm the way he had traced mine just moments ago. He raised his head from his hands and interlocked his fingers with each other.
"Let me help you, talk to me", I whispered sweetly and this time I could see the goosebumps forming on his neck, knowing my breath was gently stroking his skin just as my hand was. Before I knew what hit me, Duncan turned his face around to face me and our lips began a gentle dance with each other. He picked his legs up from the edge of the bed and his entire body was now facing mine, slowly pressing me back up the bed and eventually into the mattress. One of my hands held a firm grip in his hair while the other one drew imaginary pictures down his neck and shoulder blades. Duncan's lips were surprisingly soft, though unsurprisingly they tasted mildly of nicotine, they were also still soaked in the taste from the soda earlier. I pressed my chest toward his, I needed to be closer, closer, closer.
"Princess", Duncan said and broke the kiss, "wait", he continued, panting hard from the long battle between our lips.
"Let's not", I repeated his own words back to him before pressing my mouth to his once again. His tongue parted my lips slightly before finding mine and starting a dance of their own. I felt all my restraints loosen and decided to not question everything, for once in my life enjoy the good things that come my way.
Duncan deepened our kiss and gave my lower lip an insecure bite, it felt as if he was afraid. My tongue kept on dancing with his and I pressed myself hard against him. Our legs were laid like a puzzle, one of his knees rested dangerously close to my crotch and I could swear that he felt the warmth radiating from it. My hands wandered down to the hem of his shirts and started pulling them both. Duncan chuckled and stood up on his knees, taking of both his shirts in one sleek move, before leaning down and kissing me again. I had only a second to take in his bare chest, but it was enough to get a good sight of his toned body. He wasn't too muscular, just enough to have the outline of a six pack. I unwillingly tore my mouth away from his, planted kisses along his neck and collarbones. A rugged moan escaped his lips as I kept on kissing his skin. His hands started an adventure down the sides of my body, feeling every curve as he went on. My kisses turned to sucks, giving his neck red and purple marks all over. Every time I earned a moan from Duncan I smiled to myself in victory, he was always so tough and dangerous and I made him weak under my touch.
As if someone switched a switch, Duncan sat up on his knees again. He breathed loudly, as was I, and his eyes looked foggy with lust. "What's wrong?" I panted and supported myself up on my elbows.
"I-I", he stammered before finally sighing sadly and stroking a hand through his, now very messy and somewhat limp, mohawk.
"You can tell me", I said and leaned up, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.
One more sigh, bigger than before, escaped him before he answered. "I really want to do this, believe me. But…" I waited patiently for him to finish, not rushing anything knowing it would only spoil the mood, "I have never." He finally added and looked down at the bed.
"You've never?" I asked, honestly shocked as I had heard his and Geoff's stories about their parties and slutty girls. Duncan shook his head in response, not daring to meet my eyes. It was actually kind of sweet, him allowing me to be the first, maybe even wanting me to be the first.
I reached my hand out and stroked his cheek before grabbing his shoulder and slowly leaning him down on top of me again. Finally his eyes met mine and he stroke a piece of hair out of my face. I smiled at him, letting him know it was okay, before once again kissing his lips. The kiss quickly deepened and our tongues found one another faster than before.
I felt how Duncan's hands trembled as he unbuttoned my blouse. Without breaking our kiss we pushed away from the bed, he swatted the blouse down on the floor before we came crashing down on the mattress. Our legs rubbed against each other and in joined effort we got our socks off without stop kissing. With the help of Duncan I was able to push us both to a sitting position with my legs around his waist. He moaned as the movements caused me touching his hardened member.
Like he read my mind Duncan moved his lips down from my lips to my neck, mimicking the sucking and kissing I had performed earlier. His hands wandered around my back and my bra came off in an instant. Our mouths met again as I shook the bra away to join my blouse and his shirts on the floor. On instinct I started grinding against his bulge and we both moaned in pleasure. Duncan pushed me off and I fell back on the bed, a pillow softening the landing of my head. In only a few movements of his hands, Duncan managed to take off both his own and my pants. He inspected my underwear for a few seconds, stroking a finger along the seams, causing shivers over my entire body. Eventually he moved on and pressed his finger between my lips, my panties was practically soaking by this point and his rubbing only made me crazier. I buckled my hips upwards and we found a nice rhythm that felt good. I closed my eyes and stopped holding back the moans that so desperately wanted to escape my mouth.
After a couple of moments Duncan stopped and my eyes flew open, thinking that maybe he changed his mind. But instead of leaving, he dragged my underwear off of me slowly, kissing my thighs as he went. I was now naked as the day I was born, in front of Duncan of all people. Like the bizarreness of the situation just struck me I tried my best to cover up, crossing my legs and holding my breasts. Duncan smiled sweetly at me and whispered something like "it's okay" before uncrossing my legs and giving my warm womanhood a kiss. Our eyes locked gazes as his tongue took one long lick across my lips. He started working his tongue in small circles around the sensitive little bud and I closed my eyes in pleasure; his pierced tongue worked wonders and made me bite my lips to keep from screaming.
Duncan's hands worked their way up my hips and gripped onto the skin. His warm tongue made its way inside of me, it explored the walls before starting to pump in a fast rhythm; the silver ball grazed my insides and gave a weird tingling sensation of coldness and pleasure. One hand let go of its grip around my hipbone and stroke its way down to my clit, continuing the circle movement his tongue had started.
Duncan's technique was amazing, nothing like I had ever experienced before. Not that I had much to go on, every time I tried it myself it only felt unusual and awkward. One of my hands gripped the sheets while the other found its way to Duncan's mohawk, twisting and pulling in his hair.
After a few incredible moments he switched places with his fingers and tongue, licking the sensitive spot while two of his fingers worked their magic inside of me. My climax rose fast and it didn't take long before it swept over me like a tsunami.
"Oh, god. Yes, yes, yes! Oh!" I clenched the sheets hard and I could swear I heard Duncan whimper as my grip on his mohawk probably hurt. He gave my womanhood one last kiss before kissing his way up my entire body, stopping at my neck where he started sucking again. My vision was foggy for a few seconds before I was able to shake the orgasm of completely.
"You're amazing", I said out of breath and took Duncan's face in both my hands, kissing him hard. Our tongues began their former dance and I gripped his hard member, making him moan out loud. I stroke it slowly, increasing and decreasing the strength of my grip as I went up and down. The fabric of his underwear made it hard to fully pleasure him and with his help they too laid down on the floor. Still with eyes closed and mouths battling for power I started stroking him again, faster this time. Duncan moaned in my mouth and bit my lower lip, as to stop himself from being too loud. My strokes became faster and harder until they were met by his hands stopping me. He gripped my wrists and pulled them over my head, holding them firmly in place with only one of his hands. His hands that were so big his right palm could cover both mine without complication, and they felt so right wrapped tightly around my pulsating wrists. Our eyes met before mine made their way down over his body, taking in his entire physique, before landing on his erection.
"Like what you see?" Duncan grinned and caught my attention, our eyes meeting again.
"Oh, shut up", I sneered back but smiled up at him.
Duncan positioned himself against my opening and I could feel his tip teasing my hole. I almost wanted to yell at him to just stick it in, when he finally did. He was big and it stretched me in such a good way. With each pump he sped up and I closed my eyes again.
"No", Duncan said and leaned down to kiss me, still maintaining the speed and force, "I want to see you." He kissed both of my cheeks before his lips met my once more. My legs wrapped around him and helped him keep a steady rhythm. Our eyes locked gazes after we broke the kiss, though I couldn't see much in that foggy state of mind and I doubt he couldn't either, and we both moaned in pleasure as he slammed harder and harder into me. I could feel the throbbing of his member and realized he was close to releasing. I clawed at his back and pressed my hips to his, helping him over the edge. Duncan came soon after and collapsed onto my chest. We both laid still for what seemed like hours, but was probably only a few minutes, trying to catch our breaths. Eventually Duncan rolled off me and prepped my head up on his chest, his arm snaking around my shoulders for support and comfort.
"That was", he laughed and ran his hand through the now extremely messy mohawk on his head, "wow." I snuggled in closer and kissed his chest. "Uhm, who? I've never seen you with anyone in school so..." I knew what he wanted to know, it wasn't like he knew the guy so it didn't even matter in my head.
"No one really", I answered without emotion, "summercamp", I sighed, "it was once and he was a complete asshole after."
"Good thing I was one before so you don't have any expectations", Duncan laughed and kissed the top of my head. I laughed with him but still slapped his chest, for principal. We laid like that, snuggled close, for a long time. Duncan's heartbeat soothed my mind and it was like a personal lullaby. I don't know how long it took, or what time it was, before I drifted away to sleep.