My dear little broccolis

So let's get back, and discover a short story that was written a long time ago. The chapters are short, but I know you will enjoy them a lot.

💚 Cadets 💚

Christian is what people call a problematic teenager. So his parents put him in a military school, specialised in reforming rebellious teenagers. He's been here for two years, and things are going fine ... Until the day, a new cadet arrives.

‼️Rated M - {Out Of Characters/All Human/Alternate Universe}‼️

‼️Lemons/Cuteness/Language/Humour/Family‼️

‼️CG+AS/Jack/The Steeles‼️

Chapter 6: Ethanstard (2,1K)

Christian's PoV

I am such a dead man. For the past two weeks, Ana and I have been having sneaking out to have sex. If one of the male Steeles finds out, I can kiss my testicles goodbye. Not literally of course, but you get the drift. I know that what I'm doing with her is equivalent to playing with fire, but as I didn't get burned so far, I'm just loving it. You know, this thrill that the possibility of getting caught gives me. This thrill, it's intoxicating. Especially when you share this thrill with Ana.

I have to say that out of the three Steeles, she is the most terrifying one. (Of course, I'll never admit that out loud to her face.) I think it's because her body gives this illusion of a fragile little thing. Did you notice the use of the world illusion? Because she's anything but. I know she's the Major's daughter and all, but it's freaking scary to see her in action on the field.

She can disassemble and reassemble a riffle quicker than Jason. She can cross the booby-trapped field better than anyone (meaning that she never falls or get on a flour bomb). She can tackle Jack to the floor with deadly and unexpected strength. And the worst of it all is that she never seems tired. She's always the first one on the field when we have training lessons, and she always volunteers to show the example. Is she even human?

And you'd think that these scary things that she shows in class would scare the guys away, but it doesn't. It's actually quite the contrary. They all talk about things they'd like to do to her in Jack's back. And some are really messed up, even I think so.

Tonight, it's again a night of graveyard for her and me, and the Major stopped coming to check on us every two seconds. Actually, the night of our first shift, he entered just a few seconds after she broke our kiss. She said that she didn't have any condoms, and thank God she had this strike of genius. Otherwise, I'd be in the backyard right now, my corpse rotting toHell.

I start separating the colours and the whites when I hear this giggle that I hate so much. This stupid giggle she has when Ethan is around. I look up and see the two of them by the door-frame. I know that the two of them never had sex, she told me so herself, but she still keeps him around. I think she's playing with her father's nerves and testing how far she can push him.

Ethan purrs at her, and like every time we're on graveyard duty, I appear behind Ana, signalling to lover boy that the party is over. As soon as she closes the laundry door, I ask her: "Why do you keep on hanging out with Ethan?"

I mean, seriously. It's not like I don't make her happy. Because I know that I make her very very happy. Especially when I nibble her ear. It must be one of her sensitive spots because she always whimpers and melts on me when I do so. Literally.

"Because he pisses them off," She answers with a shrug, but to be honest, the Steeles are not the only ones pissed off by her little play. I mean, it's really annoying to see Ethanstard with his hands all over her, when I have to be the one doing all the sneaking out. But I'm certainly not going to tell her that. So instead I ask her:

"Why do you want to piss the Major so much?"

"Because I don't like being in this stupid school. I don't like having to follow stupid rules. I don't like having the both of them over my shoulder every two seconds."

"Well, I don't like watching Ethanstard with his hands all over you all the time," I snap back without being able to stop myself, and I internally curse myself. This wasn't something I was planning on ever telling her. Ever. Now, she's going to think of things that aren't. Goddamnit.

"Why would you care?" She says, lifting her eyebrows up (she never managed to lift just one of them. Well, she did, but she doesn't know that when I hit her precious G-spot, only her right eyebrow lifts up as she whimpers with pleasure.)

"I don't care, I just don't like it," I reply with a shrug because it's true. I don't like it. Imagine he has the mono, and he gives it to her and she gives it to me. That would be the end of the world. Because stupid Ethanstard would have started it all!

"I already told you, I'm just playing with him," She lightly says, folding an umpteenth shirt with complete disinterest. "He never reached second base, and he will certainly not reach the third."

"Are you also playing with me? Are you hoping to get caught in the act to have your little thrill?"

"If I wanted to get caught, I'd join you in your bed and fuck you there, just right next to Jack!" She angrily snaps, putting down the clothes that she was folding and looking at me with surprise. "Why are you being like this, all of the sudden? We were having such a nice time!"

"I told you, I don't like watching Ethanstard being all over you," I grumble, yanking a sheet before me and pretending to fold so she won't see my face.

"Okay. You won't see it again," She lightly says, and I darkly snicker, looking at her in her blue eyes as I reply:

"You think I never played with words. I'm actually going to make it very clear: either you play with Ethanstard, or you fool around with me. I won't give you both."

"Are you … giving me an ultimatum?" She asks, narrowing dangerously her eyes at me, but I strongly retort:

"Yes, I am." I'm not kidding. It sucks to risk my life when she keeps on toying with Ethanstard. And I don't like to share. So either she tells me it's worth it, or I'm out of it.

Ana smiles a little as if she's finally satisfied with something, and then she walks to me and kisses my cheek as she tells me: "Good. It was starting to get boring to have you so passive."

I don't reply anything, feeling extremely stupid and manipulated at this moment. I mean, did she actually play with Ethanstard to make me step up? This is so fucked up! And what's even worse, I'm not even trying to run away from that craziness.

We finish the laundry talking about mindless things. Mostly because I think we had enough awkwardness like that. After we're finished with this stupid laundry, I walk her to her room, like I always do, and when I see there's no one in sight, I kiss her and close her door behind me, like I always do.

She swiftly kisses me back, jumping in my arms and I pass my hand under her military shirt. Slowly, I stumble to her bed, and I sit there, settling her on my lap as I nibble her ear. She moans like I knew she would, and I quickly remove her shirt. Because we had training today, she's wearing a sports bra, and just because of that, I like it better when we only have class. When she gets to wear lace bras that are very alluring to me.

I buck a little my hips to her so she can start grinding on me, and she does, her hands tightly knotted in my hair. And can I say? I love it when she tugs on my hair. It's … very exciting. I don't know, it shows how much she's into it, and how much she's enjoying whatever I'm doing to her. She starts kissing my neck, making me hold her waist a little tighter, but suddenly she sighs and she hides her face in the crook of my neck as she says:

"Can you be on top? I'm a bit tired tonight."

"We don't have to have sex. I can just leave," I tell her. Not because I'm being an emotional wuss, but because I can hear in her voice that she's really tired. And I'm really not into having sex with a starfish. Like really. If she's not alive, there's no point in having sex with Ana.

She snaps her head to face me and she asks with a frank and relieved smile: "Really? Because I'm really exhausted. I forgot how tiresome it was to run in the mud with a dead weight."

"Yeah," I reassure her, settling her on her bed. Then I get up, thinking of old people trying to fornicate with dead alligators, and that does the trick. Gross. I straighten my clothes and I tell her: "Having sex with a starfish isn't my thing."

She softly smiles, and I frown because her smile makes me want to kiss her. Yeah, kiss her as in, not-a-kiss-to-ignite-copulation. Then, she closes her eyes and she lets herself fall into her bed as she tells me: "You can still sleep here if you want. There's a useless extra bed."

"Or you could move a little and give me a little space so I could sleep here," I retort, mostly joking. But then she opens her eyes and tilts her head to me before rolling on the side so I can have some space on her bed.

I hesitate a little. I mean, I already slept with her, but it has always been because we had sex before. Now, it seems plainly dangerous. Not because of Jack, but because … you know. We didn't have sex before. And still, I slide into bed next to her after removing my trousers.

Ana must have been really tired because she is already halfway to sleep. Good thing we didn't have sex, or I'd be banging a corpse by now. I look at her freckled face, and outline her little nose before whispering: "Ana?"

"Hmm?" She's definitely out of it. I caress her skin with the tip of my fingers before asking her: "Do you think Jack will really kill me if he ever finds out."

"Jack sent my first boyfriend to the hospital because he found us in a very compromising position. Why do you think I don't want him to find out?" She mumbles before shifting a little so she is laying on her stomach, her face still facing me. I smirk a little and tease her:

"Oh, you don't want me to get hurt?"

"No. I don't want to have to break his arm again." Right. I forgot that their family is very keen on violence. And still, I'm not sure if Jack would lose it.

I mean, he's been very distant lately, or maybe I've been. I don't know. I guess knowing that he is gay actually put some invisible barriers between us. Not that I mind, but it's weird. Especially since he still didn't tell me. And I'm slightly worried that he might be crushing on me. I mean, the guy always avoids me now, and barely speaks to me. So yeah, I don't know. It's weird.

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I wake up alone in the bed, but I can hear the water falling in the shower. I smile, highly considering joining Ana in that shower when her door room opens and reveals Jack who looks at me, sitting in his sister's bed, with shock and confusion clear on his face. I'm such a dead man.

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Your thoughts and opinions are always welcomed

Mouhahahahahahahahaha. I AM such an evil person. I just love cliffies. I think my life would be terrible without them. Hail to cliffies.

What did you think of Ana's little manipulation to make Christian step up? What do you think will happen with Christian, now? Well, let me know what you think.

‼️ Anyway, EL James owns the names of the characters from the Fifty Shades franchise, everything else is mine ‼️

Love, Mina 💚💚💚