Chapter 1 – The Gameplan

WARNING – Dubious Consent – The short of it is that Audrey guides Jay through a series of sexual dreams that, while he does ultimately enjoy, he wouldn't initially instigate on his own. That's a running theme for the bulk of the story, so if it doesn't sit well with you, maybe bow out for this one.

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Harry didn't care much about his dreams up until the moment he did, and that staggering turnabout was prompted by none other than the pink princess herself.

After the celebration of the barrier's destruction Harry hadn't expected to see much, if any, of the supposedly reformed princess ever again, which wasn't an unfair progression on his part. While he was technically touted as a hero of Auradon, he was still mostly useless on the mainland and had been downgraded by Uma to the role of a glorified babysitter. It was his job to help keep the Isle minors in check until Uma and her committee could get placed with proper families, which meant he had to hunt them down when they were hiding from their keepers and bully them into going to counselors and group therapy and those dumb fucking camps King Ben set up in an effort to keep the kids occupied and acclimated to Auradon shit.

It wasn't exactly a job that had him rubbing elbows with royalty, let alone royals on house arrest, so he figured they had their little dance and that would be the end of it.

And then she showed up in his dreams.

She wasn't even sexy was the thing, not primped up in lingerie like he saw in those magazine adds, not looking at him with sultry eyes. No, she'd been hanging off in his peripherals, and Harry wasn't even sure how he'd recognized her in retrospect, only that when he did, her attention seemed to be elsewhere.

"Hey," Harry grumbled, because dreams were weird but somehow he knew this was a dream, and if he knew it, he wanted to get some dream sex in before he had to face the reality of dealing with a bunch of damn children all day. "Come on, let's get going."

"I could do that, or you could think about your captain," the princess said, her gaze fixed off into the distance. "Have sex with her, it will be great."

Harry felt himself flush, which made him angry because this was his dream, he should be in control. "She's not fucking here, is she? Ye are."

"Fucking hell," the princess huffed, sparing him a look. "I'm not part of your dream, dipshit, I'm visiting your dreamscape. Or, I guess more accurately speaking, I'm borrowing it, but that's because I can only reach out to the last few people I interacted with and you were one of them."

If this was a dream, if Harry's subconscious actually came up with this-

And that was how he knew it wasn't a dream, because he wouldn't come up with anything this complicated, they would have just started having sex by now.

"Ye still have magic?" Harry asked, because that seemed like particularly relevant information.

"Sort of," the princess allowed. "It's more like an imprint of magic that I can only access when I'm asleep." She shot him a wry look. "The irony, right?"

"Whatever," Harry huffed. "Have your fun, I'm telling captain about this as soon as I wake up."

"You could do that," the princess hummed. "Or, hear me out – You could watch me torment Jay."

Harry stopped. Considered this. "I'm listening."

The princess gave him a victorious grin. "Jay's a shithead," she explained. "At least to Chad, who is my friend. Jay is generally not a shithead, but he handled the crush Chad had on him so spectacularly terribly that it was almost an artform. Chad may have forgiven him but I sure as shit haven't, therefore-" She offered him a wide grin. "I am going to torment him."

"And only Jay?" Harry prompted, knowing he shouldn't consider this, knowing that this was the same person that had just attempted to take over the entirety of Auradon, but…

Well, Jay had been getting a bit too close to Gil for Harry's comfort, and captain may have declared that they were friends now, but there was no reason Harry couldn't take extra steps to ensure Gil's safety. The guy was too trusting, too eager for friends. Jay could break him with his carelessness, the same way he'd already hurt this Chad fellow.

"Just Jay," the princess confirmed. "The scepter's gone now, as is its corrupting influence to make me hate everything. And yeah, I probably shouldn't even do this much, but I'm bored as hell and Jay deserves it."

"Alright, what did ye have in mind?" Harry asked, because they were already here.

The princess grinned at him again. "Let's take a look," she chirped, and then the world was shifting around them.

It re-solidified into what seemed to be Evie's backyard, Jay practicing his dumb Tourney shit while Mal, of all individuals, seemed to be cooking dinner in a kitchen that was entirely set up just off the patio.

"I had to visit your dreamscape to get access to his," she explained. "Since I'm not as familiar with him as you are." Harry supposed with Jay being his rival the entirety of his life that this came with a certain amount of closeness. "Now, my thought is that it would be nice to make him wonderfully awkward with his friends, which would be suitably distracting for him in real life."

"Sounds good to me," Harry murmured, taking the dream in. "Which friends did ye have in mind?"

"The most important ones – Mal and her dear old lover Benny Boo. Jay's always been weird around Ben," she explained. "I noticed that before we broke up, though Mal's never had a problem with it, apparently." Her gaze narrowed in consideration. "We'll see if that lovely awkwardness is still there."

"How?"

"By making Jay think he's having weird sex dreams about his friends," the princess said bluntly. "How else?"

On one hand, Harry didn't want to watch Jay have sex, but on the other…

"Can ye give him panties?" Harry asked. "Make him the girl?"

There was a beat, and then the smile this earned him was wide and wicked. "I love that. Big, bad, dominant Jay begging for it? He wouldn't know what to do with himself. He'd have to reevaluate his entire life."

And in the meantime, he wouldn't be able to bother Gilly. It really was a win-win.

"Do it," Harry said, smile tugging at his lips. "Do ye need to chant or something?"

"Nah," Audrey said, waving a finger in a small swirl. "I just have to concentrate."

There was a pause, and then a dream version of King Ben seemed to materialize further down the field, cheering on Jay's efforts so enthusiastically that the Agraben startled.

"Good job, Jay!" Ben chirped, making the thief blink in surprise, thrown enough that he didn't fight the king when he wrapped himself around Jay's back, his arms firm around Jay's waist, head nuzzling his shoulders. "You make that look so sexy."

"Ben?" Jay startled, dropping his Tourney gear and having it vanish into nothing. "Thank you, but uh- I think Mal's over there."

"I'll get to her later," Ben hummed, kissing up Jay's neck, making the Agraben flush. "Are you wearing the panties I got you?"

"Panties?" Jay squeaked. "What are you-?" He cut off with a gasp when his clothes seemed to disappear, leaving him in a pair of frilly, lace panties tinged in a lovely pink that stood out against his skin. "I don't- I didn't put these on."

"No, I imagine Mal did that for you," King Ben murmured, running hand over Jay's torso before letting it settle between his legs, giving him a firm squeeze. "Such a good baby girl you are for us."

"Ben?" Jay seemed frozen, flushing darker when the king continued to massage his groin, and between one second and the next he seemed terribly hard, his length straining against the weak fabric of the panties.

"Looking good, Jay!" Evie called from the sidelines, and with a flush, the Agraben realized that all his friends were there, including some of the people he must have gotten to know in Auradon, all of them cheering him on.

"Looking so good," Ben purred. "Do you like showing off your panties, baby?"

"Um-," Jay gasped, a telling wet spot growing where the head of his length strained against the silky fabric. "I'm not- I'm not sure-"

"You don't have to be shy," Ben hummed, running a hand through Jay's hair and sucking a mark on the side of his neck. "You know we all support you, even if these don't quite." He gave Jay another telling squeeze, and even from their distance, Harry could hear the wet squish of fabric, something lewd with its volume. "You're about to burst out of them, aren't you? About to give all the boys a show."

"No," Jay said, his gaze going wide even as his hips eagerly rutted into Ben's hand. "N-No I'm not."

"Jay," Ben sighed. "We've been over this, you don't have to fight what you want." There was a pause, and then he was lowering Jay to the ground, maneuvering him so that he was on his hands and knees. "We'll always support you, and Mal and I love you no matter what, so please be kind to yourself."

"Ben?" Jay asked, looking over his shoulder nervously. "W-What are you-"

He cut off with a moan as Ben worked two fingers into the back of his panties, seeming to ease them into Jay himself with zero resistance.

Jay moaned, eagerly rutting his hips back. "Ben, it f-feels so good."

"I'm glad," Ben hummed, tugging the panties down enough so he could see Jay's entrance, which was twitching and wet and seemed thoroughly stretched already.

"But um- I'm supposed to- I should be um- giving-"

"Jay," Ben started kissing his back, easing more fingers into Jay until there was an actual stretch. "It's okay enjoy being doted on, just like it's okay to want to be me and Mal's sweet treasure. You don't have to pretend to be strong and in charge, we're here for you."

"Ben!" Jay croaked, because suddenly the king was easing his dick into Jay, was rutting into him in perfect movements while Jay moaned and shuddered. "Ben. Ben."

"You're doing such a good job, buddy!" Carlos cheered. "Taking his dick so well!"

"You deserve a medal!" Evie called, earning a cheer from that dwarf boyfriend of hers.

"Would you like that?" Ben hummed between ruts. "At the hero award ceremony? Would you like me to fuck you in front of everyone while Mal gives you your metal?"

"W-We can't do that," Jay gasped, his head falling back with a moan.

"Sure we could," Ben replied. "I'm the king, I can do what I want."

Jay moaned, the king seeming to thrust into him with renewed vigor. He kept going until Jay fell apart inside his panties, earning another round of applause from their audience.

"Again, Ben!" Mal called, watching on with fond eyes. "Do him again."

"As our lady wishes," Ben murmured, and that was how Jay came to be fucked in his lap, the king maneuvering Jay effortlessly while the Agraben moaned nonstop, flushing dark because his back was to Ben's chest, leaving him on open display to their audience.

When it was over, the others gathered around Jay, complimenting how pretty he looked, what a good job he did.

"It looks like you absolutely soiled your panties, sweetheart," Mal murmured, dragging the soaked garment off with a deliberate slowness that left Jay whining under their gazes.

Nakedness wasn't exactly an encouraged state on the Isle, so it wouldn't surprise Harry if Jay hadn't been bared in front of any of them before, only now he was, and they were all there, cooing at him after he'd taken it up the ass twice.

"He'll need a bath, Doug," Evie addressed her boyfriend. "Could you give him one while we pick out a new outfit?"

"Of course," Doug said, and between him and Ben, the world shifted into a fancy suite, the two of them lowering Jay into an already filled bath.

"Guys," Jay said, everything flustered. "I can um- get this on my own."

"But you don't need to," Doug said, parting Jay's legs wide. "Now let us clean you up."

"Doug!" Jay croaked as the dwarf immediately dove for Jay's groin, working him over while Jay panted helplessly in the confines of the tub. The two of them worked together to tease Jay into a state of breathlessness, taking extra care to 'clean' him thoroughly until Ben had him bent over the edge of the tub and was working a washcloth in and out of that stretched ring of muscle.

"Yep," Carlos hummed as he strolled into the scene. "He's always enjoyed having that cleaned."

"N-No I haven't," Jay gasped, but he fell apart again moments later, so it seemed like more of an obligatory objection rather than anything else.

Things only got better when Mal returned to change Jay into a new set of panties, combining them with a short dress that had an even shorter, fluffy skirt that kept puffing out, Jay flushing horribly while everyone continued to offer him compliments.

"It's teatime, Jay," Mal reminded him gently. "You have to dress appropriately."

"I don't wear this," Jay murmured, stumbling in his cute, pink heels.

He spent the dream tea in Ben's lap, and received enough nuzzles and kisses that it wasn't a surprise when a familiar bulge strained against the skirt of his dress.

"Aw, did you get worked up?" Ben asked, pushing back from the table and urging Jay's legs wide over his embarrassed whines. "It's okay, we all love to see you enjoy yourself."

"Would you get his panties off, Carlos?" Mal hummed, a wicked smirk on her lips. "We wouldn't want him soiling another set."

"Okay," Carlos chirped, hopping between Jay's legs and pushing his skirt high.

"Carlos," Jay whimpered. "I- Carlos."

"It's okay," the young De Ville hummed, and then he was giving Jay the most enthusiastic blowjob of his life.

"Holy shit," Harry murmured to the princess practically preening beside him. "This is amazing."

"I'm glad you think so," she cackled. "This asshole's going to learn to get in touch with his sensitive side if it's the last thing I do."

"Oh, me next!" some random schmuck from Auradon Prep chirped when Carlos pulled off Jay's soft length with a sigh. "I want a taste."

"Aziz," Jay moaned, twitching as Aziz kissed his way up his inner thigh. "Guys-"

"You look very pretty, Jay," Aziz murmured against his skin. "I would make you my princess if I could."

"But he can't," Ben hummed. "Because you're my princess."

The moan that followed was entirely satisfying, and Harry knew in that moment that they were far from done.

-:-:-

"That was stupendous," Harry declared when they retreated back to Harry's dreamscape, Audrey deciding that the Agraben had suffered enough that evening. "That was- it was perfect. Did ye see his face?"

"Yep," Audrey chirped, seeming entirely proud of herself. "It was a thing of beauty, wasn't it?"

"I think he was starting to like that shit near the end," Harry giggled. "Can ye imagine it? Jay wearing panties in real life?"

"We can only hope," Audrey hummed, the words emphasized with a giggle while she twirled a lazy finger through her girls. "You know what? I'm in a good mood, want to have dream sex after all?"

"Only if you're interested," Harry said, because now that he'd witnessed the extend of Audrey's powers, he sure as shit did not want to get on the wrong side of them.

The princess's smile stretched wide, like she knew what he was thinking, and then she was nudging him back onto a large, circular bed that popped into existence behind him. "Oh, I'm interested," she drawled, her clothes switching into a pretty lingerie set. "Can't get pregnant in my dreams so I may as well see what all the fuss is about."

"Works for me," Harry said, gasping when his clothes disintegrated in the next moment, but it didn't really matter seeing as she was climbing into his lap during the next, taking what she wanted with a satisfied grin.

Which honestly worked for Harry.

He always did appreciate authoritative female figures.

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"Alright," Harry said when they dove into things the next evening, the pirate taking up what was becoming his familiar perch next to Audrey. "What did ye have in mind for tonight?"

"Jay's been worrying about your award ceremony coming up," Audrey hummed, pressing her fingers together thoughtfully. "I figured we could play off of that."

The scene before them shifted into a dream-version of Evie's cottage, the insides seemingly expanded and undefined while Mal and her crew rushed around getting dressed for the big event.

"No, Jay," Mal tutted, dragging the half-dressed Agraben into what seemed to be her and Evie's bedroom. "Not that."

"What?" Jay blinked, confused enough that he allowed Mal to push him down on the edge of Evie's bed, Mal and the princess working together to urge his dress shoes and red socks off. "This is the outfit Evie made for me."

"She made you another one," Mal said, rolling her eyes. "A better one."

"One that shows off the real you," Evie offered with a wink before she lunged for his belt, making Jay flail back with a surprised squawk.

Between the two of them, they slid his pants and underwear off, leaving the Agraben completely naked on Evie's bed.

"Guys?" Jay tried, obviously getting worked up under their joint stares.

"Got you special underwear too," Evie chirped, and then she was holding up a pair of sheer, purple panties, sliding them up Jay's legs before he was able to respond.

"Evie," Jay whimpered, flushing dark as he stared down at the flimsy garment that did nothing to conceal his junk. "I can't wear these."

"Sure, you can," Evie cheered. "Mal got them special, just for you."

"And Evie got this special, just for you," Mal said, and that was how they were treated to the sight of Mal working up a short, lilac, tutu-like skirt up Jay's legs. It barely covered his ass, barely covered anything and he seemed to know it, whining when it was settled in place.

"Guys," Jay gasped, sitting awkwardly while Mal eased a sequined, sweetheart topped corset top around him, something cut very low with lace, off the shoulder cap sleeves. "I can't wear this."

"You most certainly can," Mal tutted, sliding dark plum gloves onto Jay's hands. "I know you're afraid of Ben going wild with you entirely in my colors instead of his, but he'll learn to deal."

"Or he won't," Evie chirped, working some thigh-high lilac stockings up Jay's legs, finishing them off with plum heels. "Let me pull his hair back and we'll be good to go."

"I'll pull his hair back," Mal decided. "You do his makeup."

"Makeup?" Jay echoed, legs twitching wide.

"Yes, baby," Evie cooed, petting Jay's cheek. "You're going to be the prettiest princess there."

And he was, sort of, for all his objections. Audrey pulled out all the stops to create the dream stage, filling what seemed to be an arena with people and setting the heroes of Auradon up in front of them. She made Jay wait through some dream speeches, the thief fidgeting with a terrible flush as his friends continued to whisper him compliments.

It was such a lovely sight that Harry wasn't prepared to watch the dream version of himself lazily tuck a hand under Jay's skirt, teasing at the front of his panties while Jay stared at him with wide eyes.

"Harry," Jay hissed, one hand fumbling to curl around Harry's wrist. "You can't do that- Harry," he gasped, gaze going wide.

"I had you sneak a hand into his panties," Audrey explained conversationally while Jay started biting at his bottom lip, trying to hold back a moan.

"For this, I'll let it slide," Harry allowed, grinning at the way Jay's flush continued to darken, his hips rutting reflexively into Harry's hand.

Things only got better when they were called up one at a time to receive their medals, until it was finally Jay's turn. When he stood, there was no hiding the way his erection tented against the short, fluffy skirt, earning a rush of catcalls from the audience while he stumbled over towards where Ben and Mal are.

"Feeling excited, sweetheart?" Ben asked in a quiet murmur, his eyes full of fondness. "Hot from having all these people's eyes on you?"

"N-No," Jay said, squeezing his eyes closed as a shudder rocked through him.

"I don't think that's the case," Ben hummed. "And if we're rewarding you, I think we should really reward you."

"Ben?" Jay asked, his voice so very small. He let out a small gasp when Ben ducked around him, his hands smoothing up the outside of Jay's thighs before they deftly flipped the front of his skirt up, bearing the see-through panties to the audience.

"Can you get a close up?" Ben asked, because there was a cameraman there too, his camera hooked up to what seemed to be a jumbotron showing Jay off to any that could see. "Behold everyone – the beauty of Agrabah! See how much he likes his panties?" He tugged at the waistband, pulling them tight against Jay's length, making it bulge even more against the weak fabric. "And here, check the back too."

And that was what had him turning Jay to face him, the king urging Jay to stick his rear out before he pulled the back of his skirt up, revealing a toned rear trimmed with ruffles.

"Ben," Jay whimpered into the king's neck, his hips rutting forward against nothing. "P-Please."

"Of course, baby," Ben hummed, turning Jay so that he was parallel to the crowd. "I didn't forget my promise."

He bent Jay over and fucked him right there, the Agraben moaning all the while. The crowd cheered as Ben worked his way through it, Jay letting out desperate pants and gasps until he finally came in his panties.

"Aw, look at that," Mal chirped when they were both finished, holding up the front of Jay's skirt to show off the soiled panties. "Isn't that a lovely sight too?"

"You'd better get those off him before they get stuck," Evie advised from behind them, and Mal let out a confirming huff.

"Good point," she said, and then she was sliding down to her knees, Ben keeping Jay's skirt held high so the audience could watch her strip the panties off of him.

"Guys," Jay moaned, flushing while the audience cheered uproariously.

"Nothing to be ashamed of, big boy," Mal chirped, pressing a kiss to his flushed length. "You like showing off? Go ahead and strut."

Jay bit at his bottom lip. "But-"

"Hey," Carlos said, seeming to pop up from nowhere. "Could I fuck him?"

"Of course," Ben chirped, and that was how a bed magically appeared on stage, each of the heroes taking turns fucking Jay in his pretty tutu dress.

"Not Gil, though," Harry advised, watching as Audrey made a line of incomprehensible faces. "Please."

It seemed the manners were what made Audrey grin. "Okay," she chirped. "Since you asked so nicely."

-:-:-

"Yesterday gave me an idea," Audrey explained when she and Harry shifted into Jay's dreamscape, and Harry didn't bother asking her to expand on this statement, knowing she would show him well enough in her own time.

Jay's dream that night was a less-tangible thing, more of an impression of shapes and colors that Audrey called to order in good time, her lips twisted in a smirk until the world shifted into what seemed to be a classroom of some kind, the desks set up in stadium seating with Jay firmly planted in the middle, next to a dream version of Harry. They were watching King Ben drone on some kind of boring lesson, the board covered in incomprehensible squiggles, not that Harry could focus on that when Jay was dressed up in what seemed to be a hypersexualized version of a schoolgirl, wearing the kind of shit you would see in a porno. The skirt was dangerously short and did nothing to hide his ruffled lace panties, and Audrey had made his shirt cropped and tight, showing off a defined abdomen and straining against Jay closely enough that one false move could have it ripped to pieces.

He was wearing those thigh high stockings and stupidly high heels too, and it was only a bonus that all the others girls in the dream seemed to be wearing entirely modest versions of the same outfit. At first it was fun to watch Jay realize that, looking down at his own outfit with a terrible flush before he observed his surroundings, likely searching for a way out of the situation.

It was then that dream Harry snuck a hand up under Jay's skirt, teasing the front of those ruffled panties until Jay's gaze went wide.

"Knock it off, Hook," Jay hissed, trying hard to keep his voice low when he wrapped a familiar hand around Harry's wrist.

"Sorry," Dream Harry said, aiming a lazy drawl at Jay. "Just thought I'd return yer phone."

Jay blinked, then flushed dark when a phone was eased into the front of his panties, making the flimsy material strain around him even more. "Not there," Jay hissed as Harry pulled his hand back. "I need-"

"Hands above your desks," dream king ordered without looking away from the board, and Jay scrambled to follow his demand with a flush.

Of course, dream Harry did as well, but not before taking it out his own phone, which confused Harry for a moment before he heard a familiar buzz.

Jay's gaze went wide, glancing down as he bit at his bottom lip. Dream Harry didn't let up, and soon the other people around them picked up on what was going on and started calling and texting Jay, sending a nonstop avalanche of vibrations straight into his panties. The one time Jay tried to reach for it the king pinned him with a glare that made Jay whimper, his length twitched and straining while the phone picked up in vibrations, until Harry could see the base of the panties get soaked.

"Ah- ah," Jay whimpered, hips shifting into the contact of the phone, one forearm braced against the desk seeming to keep him upright. "H-Harry-"

"That's enough," Ben snapped, turning away from the board with a huff. "Miss Jadir, if you insist on being a nuisance, would you please come to the front of the room?"

"I-" Jay's gaze went as wide as his legs, startled by the king's commanding tone, which wasn't helped by the way the phone kept relentlessly teasing him. "Me?"

"Yes, you," the king huffed. "Clearly you want my attention. Now come up here and answer this question."

"I…" Jay's throat bobbed in a swallow and he rose on shaky legs, having a difficult time navigating the dangerously high heels on a good day, but with his phone distraction things seemed even worse. He let out a small whimper with each step, his length bulging against his panties, creating an obvious tent in his already short skirt.

By the time he got to the board he was panting, and could only blink numbly when the king eased a piece of chalk into his hand.

"I- I can't read it," he admitted bashfully. "Ben-"

"That's Mr. Florian to you," the king said, making Jay shudder. "And maybe you could read it if you weren't so busy playing with your phone." He reached into Jay's panties with a huff and removed the buzzing device, a telling sheen of slickness coating it. "You know electronics aren't allowed in class," he said, completely ignoring the fact that the rest of the kids definitely had phones out. "You break dress code-"

"I didn't mean to," Jay rushed to say, flushing terribly.

"Of course you didn't mean to," Ben said, rolling his eyes. "You never mean to, but if you are so insistent on breaking the rules, you need to be punished accordingly." With that, he slid the phone back into Jay's panties, hiking his skirt up enough so that the rest of the class could see his length be teased ruthlessly. "Come on," he said, guiding Jay over to a nearby chair, and instead of pushing Jay down, he took a seat himself. "Across my lap."

Jay just sort of balked. "W-What?"

"You know what has to happen," Ben said with a weary tone. "I swear you do this stuff on purpose just so I'll touch you sometimes."

"Ben-"

"Mr. Florian, Miss Jadir," Ben tutted. "Your schoolgirl crush is adorable but wildly misplaced. Now, lay across my lap."

For lack of anything else to do, Jay gave in, the rest of the class catcalling him as he settled himself across the king's lap with a dark flush, moaning when the phone was pressed more firmly to his groin.

"I don't like doing this," Ben said as he eased up the back of Jay's skirt, revealing his rear to the rest of the room. "But we have rules for a reason."

"I- Mr. Florian-"

Smack. The king's hand fell in a swift blow that caught Jay square in the rear, making him squirm with a rough cry.

"That's one," the king said, rubbing Jay's butt carefully as though to sooth the pain away. "Nine more."

"Ben-" Smack, and Jay moaned, his hips jostling against the king's lap as Ben smacked him hard enough to grind Jay against his royal legs. They continued on like that, Jay's cries getting louder and louder while Ben murmured his disappointments, until it all seemed to come to a head with the final definitive smack that had Jay letting out a broken cry.

Ben sighed, pulling Jay up easily and angling the thief so that he was straddling his lap, facing him. Jay's skirt was still awkwardly caught around his waist, so it was easy to see that he'd come and made a real mess of his phone and panties, something he seemed to be terribly embarrassed about.

"This is an institution of learning, Miss Jadir," the king informed her while the rest of the students laughed and released more catcalls. "You perseverance is admirable, but ultimately misplaced."

"I…" Jay gasped, his cheeks painted in a dark flush. "I um-"

"If you want attention so much, you can sit up front," Ben said, gesturing off to a lone desk angled towards the rest of the students, just off to the side of his chalk board. "Maybe you'll actually learn something."

He eased Jay back onto his feet and guided the Agraben's hands away when he reached for the phone that was still buzzing, letting out a small tut before Jay stumbled off towards the small desk. He paused when he got there, gaze going wide because a large dildo had materialized on his walk over, squarely in the middle of the seat.

The king let out another annoyed sound. "What is it now?"

"I um- I can't sit here," Jay said, leaning against the desk, his legs too shaky to hold him. "There's um- there's something-"

"That will keep you in the seat," the king explained wearily, and then he was marching over to Jay, pushing the desk part of the seat away until only the chair remained. "Here." He flipped up the back of Jay's skirt and tugged down his panties, guiding the thief into the chair with a light shove while Jay tried to muster some kind of protest, head falling back with a moan while the king eased him onto that large dildo with zero effort.

It was only when the toy was entirely situated that Ben reached down and hooked his hands under Jay's thighs, pulling them up and wide so they were forced to hook over the arms of the chair, leaving his predicament entirely exposed.

"Ben," Jay croaked as the dildo started buzzing in tandem with his phone, Jay's skirt bundled high so that the rest of the class could see everything.

"It's Mr. Florian, Miss Jadir," Ben sighed. "Now if you don't mind, the rest of us have a lesson to learn."

But Jay no longer seemed to hear him, trapped in his own world of ecstasy, falling apart while the rest of the class cheered him own.

"This will teach him not to delete his search history," Audrey cackled, flashing Harry a wide grin that was really starting to grow on him.

"I've said it before and I'll say it again," Harry chirped. "You're a fucking genius."

"Tell me something I don't know," Audrey sniffed, but then she was smiling again, one of the ones that seemed to actually brush near happy rather than the masks she wore at public events.

Maybe it wasn't the most conventional method of bonding, but it seemed to work for them.

Harry guessed that was something.

-:-:-

Endnotes:

I can't think of a solid point of inspiration for this story. I think I was contemplating how much chaos Harry and Audrey could get up to if they united towards a common goal. Unfortunately for Jay, that common goal was tormenting him. Feels appropriate ;)

This story will consist of seven chapters of story content. I update once a week, generally on Sundays, but because things have been so crazy lately, I decided to make an effort to update twice a week. So there will be one update on Sunday and one update on Wednesday/Thursday for now :D

Please let me know if I missed anything in the tags. I prefer to ere on the side of caution with these things, but when you've been staring at something for so long, it can be easy for things to slip through the cracks.

Just a heads up – I update the story tags as I go in order to avoid spoilers. So characters, pairings, content warnings – all will be updated in correlation to the appropriate chapter as they are posted. Also, if you see a tag you're worried about, check the forenotes – the more hard-hitting stuff will have more thorough warnings listed there.

Story notes:

Do not ask how Audrey knows what Jay's worried about. She gets a lot of her information secondhand through Chad, but she also probably watched a few stress dreams before she decided to take her sleep magic for a spin. She also may or may not have a loyal hacker on her payroll.

To clarify, 'Jadir' is the full name I use for Jay.

Until next time :)