Denice cursed angrily as her team lost another rank up match. Storming into the locker room she launched her splash o matic into her disorganized locker and yanked out her phone. checking its cracked screen for the time she saw that her friend was late. Quickly scrolling through the short list of contacts she found her friend and sent a passive aggressive.

'late Much?'

She should have expected the instant reply

'Your fault.'

"How bitch?'

'you said and i quote, Bring a fourth cause im tired of dealing with inbred Splat landian Randos.'

'whatever just fucking get here now!'

'pulling in, try not to lose another match till we get to the lobby bitch.'

After rolling her eyes she got a bag drink with her surplus of drink tickets and waited. Scrolling on her phone she once again found her self on her statistics app in her game history page. she swore she was only checking to see how much money she made but found herself looking at her higher than average amount of losses. The thoughts of how she instinctually berated her teammates with insults and how they quickly avoided her plagued her mind . she felt Pain from the mental image of their faces twisting up in distraught at her now that she was no longer mad from the losses. All of the peeps leaving with their friends reminded her how she sat now alone waiting.

"Do i need more friends?"she questioned out loud to her self before taking another sip of her drink.

Friendship was a luxury and she didn't know if she could afford it but still entertained the thought of making more friends.

"DELULU!" Janelle shouted from across the lobby.

Looking up from her phone she saw Jenelle. This tall slender light blue inkling who she knew through out grade school was easily her best friend ,she only really had one. Janelle was flipping her off with a twisted smile. Returning the gesture with a nasty scowl she made her way over to her and quickly dashed the notion of making more friends.

"Sup , bitch!" Jenelle said in a playful fashion. "You have fun losing ?"

"Obvi no if I had to fucking call you." Denice said still upset From losing

"Oh please, I bet you don't even have enough contacts to run duos let alone a full team of peeps who would put up with your Salty ass." Janelle mocked while pointing at her phone.

"Go fuck your self" Denice retorted while quickly putting her phone away as if to hide it from the truth.

"You'd like that wouldn't you ? However those inbred randos probably need a break from hot stanky breath insults being thrown every fifteen seconds." She then tossed her a stick of gum.

"Suck a dick." She complained catching the stick and asking for another.

"She was gonna till you texted." Marshal said out loud while holding Jenelle's bag in one hand and her hand in the other.

She snapped an ice cold glare up towards him and he returned an expression that betrayed how he was unamused. she then wondered,was Marshal her friend? They had a mutual friend in Janelle and each other's number but unless it was in insult they had never really talked to each other. She normally started the insults but he never paid them any attention unless he was ready to throw them back. Choosing to stop the conversation before it became another insult match Jenelle spoke up.

"Why you thinking bout sex so much Delulu? Don't tell me the reason you been so mean is cause you haven't gotten any recently." Janelle asked while smiling and wiggling her eyebrows at her.

"Naw ," she said turning away while twirling one of her bed head tentacles in her finger."I'd probably be too much for any useless bag of semen anyway."

Her stare became melancholy as she had the thought of making friends again. Janelle flipped her longer wave tentacle purposefully hitting marshal in the face with it gaining his attention and annoyance. As he turned to her with ire he saw she was Giving him a certain look.Janelle rolled her eyes and looked at their friend who was still caught in thought. Marshal seeing this nodded understanding her intention. Janelle then spoke up interrupting her thought

"Speaking of useless bags of semen have you met traveler?"

Janelle yanked her boyfriend marshal by the hand he held causing him to stumbled to his left revealing a timid green inkling who looked nervous to be there . upon noticing Denice he shook from the surprsie of a new set of eyes on him while clutching his slosher.

Travelers bright blue eyes met her dark purple ones and were held in its place for serval moments by the intensity in her gaze. The two of them stood in akward silence. Realizing this was her chance to try to not be mean the moment she met some one she opted to stay quiet and wait for him to speak. Travler being in a new environment was also staying quite unaware of what to say. Her eye twitched and she couldn't help but blurt out.

"So what kind of bitch are you? a pussy ass bitch or a bottom bitch?" She asked taking a threatening step closer.

He was confused."what?" His mouth still agape from the surprise leaning back afraid of her approach.

"close your mouth before I put a dick in it" she said poking him in the chest

"W - w- What ?" He asked putting his hand over where she had just poked him.

She continued to move forward invading his personal space.

"Your stance is weak , your knees shouldn't be bending inward towards each other they need to come out straight with your feet shoulder length apart , so get the dick out of your ass and stand like you want to be here." She said while slapping his knees then showing him how to take the proper stance. " You're stuttering so either you're unsure of where you're at or you're from the same dick sucking short bus school as marshal , that wont fly in a battle you need to be ready to make a decision even if its the wrong one you need to fucking commit to something."She flicked his forehead while leaning towards him her hands on her hips as he did nothing to stop her . "and you're fucking mumbling like either get the dick out your mouth and talk or shut the fuck up!" She finished her barrage of comments while Smacking his slosher out of his hand.

After the clang of the slosher hitting the floor The Akward silence that followed her words was almost nerve wracking as it continued for several seconds. Janelle and Marshall couldn't believe what just happened. Traveler expression betraying how confused and hurt he seemed not understanding what he did wrong.

"Really squigga?" Janelle said breaking the silence looking down at Denice while folding her arms.

"No wonder they call you delulu." Marshal added while shaking his head.

Denice recoiled as she twisted away from them . She hated that nickname but couldn't deny that she was delusional if she thought speaking like that would help her make friends maybe she should stay silent for ever. She thought as she looked at the ground towards the slosher.

"Ok." Traveler said quietly to everyone's surprise. They all turned to him with puzzled expressions.

"Bro what ?" Marshal asked.

"W-Well she has a point." He said as he bent over and fumbled to pick up his slosher.

With him agreeing with her she really began to feel bad for her attitude. It had been a long time since any one actually agreed with her it had been even longer since anyone had taken any of her advice.

"Hold on let me ." She said trying to apologize.

Both of them reaching down their hands meet touching each other on the slosher. They shared another look , her expression began to soften as seconds passed.

"My friends call me trav." he said with a bright smile.

Denice expression changed to one of confused wonder. No one had smiled at her like that especially after her insulting them. She only noticed she must have been starring like an idiot because of the way Janelle and marshal snickered off to the side."Well trav hold on to that slosher like you hold onto your boyfriend's dick ." She said while pushing the slosher into his arms while turning away.

"I don't have a boyfriend ." He said confused.

" what ever your fucking girlfriends dick I don't care just don't drop it in the middle of a match." She said while getting mad.

"You . Uh -y-you do talk about dicks a lot." He added while standing back up with his slosher.

She began to blush as Janelle began to cackle laughing while Marshall just smiled .

"Shut the fuck up !" She yelled before slamming the rest of her juice into travs slosher causing him to drop it again. "Make yourself useful and get a room open ." She then stormed off to the locker room to get her splash o matic

"Ah trav , she likes you." She heard Janelle call out after her to try to further annoy her.

Janelle's teasing became truth after serval matches. This was apparent when they had taken a break sitting in the lobby loitering near the gacha machine. Delulu made conversation by delivering poor compliments.

"I have to admit you're a different bitch on the battle field Trav. I thought I was gonna have to carry your ass like crazy but you surprised me." She again then slapped the slasher out of his hands.

"Thanks, your umm 'call outs' things are actually very helpful." He replied leaning in towards her while picking up his slosher .

"Yeah if you weren't such a bitter bitch ass you'd be an amazing captain." Janelle said begrudgingly while leaning on the gacha machine .

Marshall just nodded his head squating next to Janelle while looking at his phone.

"Shits simple really when your team actually listens. If we stay like this then we should be able to get some more catalog levels for some free shit." Denice added while rubbing her hands excited from the prospect of making more coin then normal .

"Actually we cant hang." Marshal quickly interrupted. " we gotta go slide through to my mom's place." He stood up and put away his phone and pointed at Janelle. She nodded to confirm that she wanted to come with him.

"What???" Delulu said getting mad .

"Relax. Tell ya what , it's not that far we're gonna go see her for a bit hopefully not get an earful about having kids and then come back." Janelle added backing up marshal

"Oh well if you're coming back I would like to stay with delulu." Trav stated timidly taking a step closer to her

"Fuck." She yelled before slapping the slosher out of travs hands again. "Fine two randos won't drag us down that badly. Go get the room up."

Trav then headed to get the room up as Janelle and Marshall then started heading out towards the parking garage "Have fun you two."

Denice definitely wasn't having fun while the over time buzzer screamed in her ear as she ran down the center of Museum d'Alfonsino with a power clam . After noticing a glint of sung light hit a scope she ducked into ink in swim form narrowly avoiding a charger shot. Ducking behind the rotating center she checked her surroundings. Looking over she saw trav behind his own wall also hiding from the charger with serval clams of his own and quickly formulated a plan.

"Ice the charger, then camp till I give the signal!"

"Got it." He responded before squid rolling out of cover the e litter quickly swiveled his sites towards trav not before noticing Denice's triple instrike beacons land around his feet. Being forced to choose he went with backing up into cover while the ground around him quickly went wild with a storm of his enemies ink. Retreating behind a higher wall he re aimed his scope looking for Traveler and Denice once the barrage of ink was done.

"The FUCKING wall!" He heard as his position was given away. Hearing Denice yell he put her in his cross hair as she began sprinting,but before he could respond to her calling him out with another shot Traveler sent a wave of ink hurtling over the wall the charger used for cover quickly splatting him. Seeing this Denice only had to wait serval seconds before the rest of the enemy team had descended upon her. She knew this would happen since she had the power clam which was basically a beacon to her location. The charger being the only challenge as he was a good shot but the rest of his team were b rush down the middle nimrods so she was ready for the obvious attack they were about to do. Popping in and out of her ink she moved closer to the basket before promptly throwing the clam to trav. Grabbing it he took off running the rest of the way to the basket she then focused on the three versus one she had found her self in . Her ink boiled with rage as she splatted the first enemy to approach her the splatana was stupid to not try and flank her. She then realized it had been her and trav not only scoring but also responding to the enemy team's advances the whole time. She thought that avoiding her teammates would help her avoid saying anything hurtful like how avoiding the range of the jr. helped her take out the blaster , but instead she was stuck carrying these lazy slackers at least she had trav and wouldn't trade him for anything like she traded with the jr. as her ghost floated back to the spawn pad she thought that trading in a three versus one would had given trav enough time to sneak that last power clam in and clutch them a victory, however trav had sprinted to the basket and stood looking at both the basket the power clam and the time praying it would run out soon enough. Eventually the charger respawned and quickly splatted him.

As he exploded the video was pause Denice looked away from the lobby terminal computer back to trav who took a strange interst into looking at the ground. This wasn't what she expected to see when she was checking the replay video looking for where her teammates had been during that final push. Without a word she shuffled her way into the locker room pitifully dragging her feet. Trav followed her seeing her sit on one of the dirty couches next to the trash he slowly approached not sure what to say. The guilt weighing on him intensified as Denice who was bold sat looking deflated.

"So am I a fucking joke to you?" She finally said looking up at him her voice soft and hurt.

"Huh?" He asked confused.

"You help me win games, get me to feel good ,then lose on purpose. what did you want to see me rage at more peeps? well it worked and now im in judds stupid ten minute time out corner for being a bitch ." Her voice raising as the anger built.

" I'm sor-sorry." He apologized looking down into his slosher

"what? why?" She asked puzzled

He paused and looked back at her as there eyes met again and he thought about his next words carefully.

"i.. like ...when you yell." He said his voice quieter than before as he was embarrassed.

This again caused them to pause. She still was confused.

"Cause you cant be mean to peeps or something?" She asked gesturing with her hand for him to continue explaining.

"wha no. I don't like watching you be mean to celapopeeps, i like it when you yell at me." He blurted out loudly."It's exciting." His voice trailed off becoming soft again while realizing he was weird

"Again what?" she rubbed her temple and closed her eyes confused about what he was saying.

"You umm I."

He began to sputter out useless syllables not even close to words let alone a full explaination causing Denice to lose her patience. Jumping out of her seat she ripped his slosher out of his hands and yeeted it at her locker before forcefully backing him up into the same one.

"Either Expain what the fuck you're trying to pull or fuck off! I don't have time for this Dogshit!" She practically screamed into his face yet she was shorter than him so it mostly was screamed into his chest.

His face colored as he looked like he was on the verge of tears. Her eye visibly twitched as she was at an impass, meeting trav was a good experience she hadn't had the urge to not yell at some one else for years but this seemed like a good reason to go full ballistic. Taking a step back and weighing her options trav took one of her hands in his. She at first was surprised but with the look on his face she knew this was the only way she would get a explaination. leading it to his lower region she felt the absolute erection bulging from his shorts . Confused what it was she gripped it as hard as she could and trav then moaned in pleasure. This caused her to drop it and take serval fast steps back as she quickly put together what was going on.

"Wait the reason you like me yelling at you is cause it gets you fucking bricked up?" She asked while leaning away from him

he didn't answer he looked down to the floor is face turning green from the embarrassment and he knodded.

"And you became jealous of the other randoms we were getting cause I was screaming at them?" She asked while her stance became more neutral

Again he nodded.

"And you fumbled the fuck out that match cause you thought that since it was me and you carrying there was no way I wouldn't blame you and just go off?" She asked while leaning towards him her hands on her hip.

He paused , then he nodded. It was like he was warned Denice was an excellent strategist so her seeing through his plan wasn't surprising.

She continued to look at him, her gaze cold. She was furious how dare he use her to get his sexual pleasure but she would be lying if she didnt say she found him cute. Even now the way he timidly stood against the locker had her feelings hot and bothered. So she decided if he was going to use her for his sexual desires she should use him in a similar way.

"You wanna get your sick kicks from me screeching like a bitch , fine let's see it."she said with her scowl as she folded her arms.

His face bent in confusion.

"That dick, whip it out and I'll fucking yell at you." Her voice was calm yet held an edge of hostility as she began to tap her foot becoming impatient.

He was nervous but he slowly pulled his erected dick out of his pants. she approached him and examined his member. It was surprisingly larger than she expected even after she had just grabbed it. Thinking there was something to that she again gripped it as hard as she could and ignored his moans of pleasure.

"Quiet fucker." She yelled looking up at him. " locker room is empty now but won't be if you keep making all that damn noise."

Using both his hands he covered his mouth as she continued to use him as a stress toy. Her gaze not leaving his she continued to talk shit.

"What kind of freaky ass fetish is this any way? You like being reminded that you're a bitch? You're not even that bad at fucking inking yet you wanna be a cum minded moron too fucking aroused to help pull a win out of his ass?"

This continued for a while , with the insults not being about him she still made him the victim to her ranting of terrible past teammates.her cold purple scowl locked into his inviting blue eyes as his warm member was treated like a stress toy. Venting her frustration it quickly dissipated leaving her with her loneliness. That too quickly subsided as she realized her stress toy came attached to a chelaperson . Pausing her angry rant she surprised him with an interesting question.

"Are we friends?"

She paused the punishment she was applying to his member while they looked at each-other in confusion. Both of them staring in silence as they examined the others face.Slowly lowering his hands he also nodded his head.

"I would like to be." he answered with his big bright smile.

Hearing the excitement in his voice Denice couldn't stay angry after having her new friendship stated while she was being an absolute menace. With her new friend still accepting her non savory thoughts flooded her mind of what she could do with him that she didnt want to entertain until she remembered the game he had thrown on purpose.

'Ah fuck it'

"On your knees ." She commanded

"What?" He asked confused.

"Now!" She barked. Her voice booming through the locker room.

Still confused he obeyed his back still to the locker wondering what she was doing. she slid off her shorts and lifted up her sweater watching his gaze focus on her panties. Confused what he was supposed to do his eyes wondered up to her face until she again commanded.

"Look at it ,"she said with a serious glare

Being obedient he stared at her as she took a step closer allowing him to see the wet spot on her panties. Her slim athletic short toned legs stunned him in a stupor as he took in the sight of her.

"listen, You want me? then youre gonna have to stop throwing games." she said as she slid her panties off removing them completly." But for throwing that last game im gonna get my get back." she then took another step closer.

"your wha-" he asked while confused

interupting him she pressed her vagina onto his open mouth silencing him. He looked up to her confused while her lips sat on his.

" eat it." she commanded again.

He was so confused, the look on his face showing how he didnt understand

She slammed her clam onto him again.

" You're throwing games cause you want to be horny ? Well two can play this game. Now open that mouth and use that tongue and make me feel good. "

She tried to keep the calm in her voice but her anger was slowly coming over again. he quickly got to work once he realized what she wanted.

His tongue began to move on her working the folds and entrances by flicking every so often. His mouth moved fast as he put as much of her as he could in his mouth. Lapping up towards her he ate like she was going to punish him if he didnt do a good enough job. She moaned then bit on her bottom lip to keep any more from escaping. Her stance became weak so she leaned against the locker with her forearm to stabilize her self. The hand holding her sweater shook as she did everything in her control to not pant out. Buckling over more she Let go of her sweater and placed her hand on his head putting more of her weight on him. She fought herself to remained quiet but the noise of her pussy being eaten almost seemed louder . It being the only sound in the locker room made it easy to hear since they were alone. She wrapped her left leg around his back to balance even more of her weight on him as more concentration went to fighting to keep quiet. He took this as a command to push his face deeper and he obliged. Her legs shook and her eyes betrayed that her steel demeanor was folding fast , she was fighting her self to keep calm but eventually she got lost as she neared her first orgasm. Wildly she thrusted her hips banging his head into the locker grabbing his tentacles she held his head in place and yelled .

"Right there you fucking…" she bit her tongue to stop talking. Her voice betraying how amazing she felt dominating him.

Interrupted her body convulsed as her walls contracted and she sprayed hot juices onto his face . She breathed heavily as she looked down upon him she was baffled. He continue to lick at her sensitive folds. This caused her to yank harder on his tentacles to move his head. Looking down at him she saw that this was doing nothing to get him off of her as his eyes rolled back from the enjoyment. She tried her hardest not to be abusive but got to lost in the moment. Driving his head with his tentacles she pulled him around to the right spots and smiled a sadistic smile. Getting rougher every time his tongue brushed on the right spot she slammed his head into the locker and panted out. Her voice becoming uncontrollable as she moaned out and cursed again.

'That's a good fucking bottom bitch!" She moaned loudly

Another orgasm shot through out her body and she thrusted her hips on his face pushing his head into the locker again spraying his face marked like it was now her territory . leaving it as she unwrapped her leg and took a step back. Releasing her grip from his head she Expected to see him pained or in fear she was surprised when his eyes were glued in to hers begging for more. He was more than just into her cursing and name calling .

"You want more ?" She asked him cupping the side of his face . Him still being on his knees love the dynamic of power she held over him . He nodded his head anxious and desperate for another taste.

"Then we need ten wins . Good boys get rewarded." She said while turning away getting dressed .

Looking back at him his expression changed to one of a predator. standing up he grabbed her hand, and left the locker room to start a new room.

"Hey wait put you fucking dick away!" She yelled out stopping him.

Putting his dick in his pants and into his game play gave them an aggressive advantage . Most average open rank battles lasted longer than three minutes, yet with the fire in trav and Denice's know how they were able to make most end in a dominating knock out. Denice knew she would have to make good on a promise and began to become nervous.

it wasnt much longer till they were standing in the lobby checking there wins and losses when they realized they got ten. Beaming at her side with a smile on his face she could feel his gaze on her .

"I'm not calling you good boy we still lost a game."

His mood visibly shifted as tears threaten to spill and he looked down at the floor.

"Maybe if you weren't hot and horny you would have realized you were acting wreck less in that one game and we would have gotten to ten wins sooner ."she said looking back to her phone checking over there stats again

He perked up more as he slowly realized something. Seeing the look on his face and realization that he must have been coming to she admitted.

"Calm it I'm not that excited." She chastised while twirling one of her tentacles.

He slightly crouched over into her personal space to examine her further. He checked her face for any muscle movements or other tales of lying .His face came close to her own as they both noticed this she couldn't help but steal glances at his lips as he was doing the same, becoming embarrassed she ended the exchange.

"Fuck off , you better lay better than you play or we're never running duos again." She said while palming his face and pushing it back up right. He stumbled and almost fell over

"Hey trav listen . I ummm about the deal ." Her tone becoming somber and serious .

She turned her head away back towards the locker room where her situation was made . The look of lust in travs eyes still plastered in her mind like a Polaroid .

"I ummm if you -"

Her becoming the stuttering one while blushing was a strange change of pace seeing this he grabbed both her hands and looked her in the eye with a stern gaze . She visibly recoiled and her blush turned furious as she tried to think of an insult in this situation but while her mouth moved nothing close to words came out.

"DELULU!!" Janelle said from across the lobby .

Quickly dropping her hands and pushing trav away she refused to look in Janelle's direction for a while.

Closing the distance between them Janelle and marshal approached them .

"Hey bitch, you've been having fun with the useless bag of semen?" Janelle asked then continued to suck on a smoothie obnoxiously.

"You're one to talk , how long does it take to slide on your mother like that? Unless you guys were doing some other type of sliding." Finally turning towards her Denice questioned while folding her arms.

"No sliding of that nature delulu , but how'd you two do she didn't salt you to bad did she?"

Marshal asked with his holding Janelle's items again.

"Smoothie." Trav said focusing on the mentioned item trying to figure something out.

"Yeah it went smoothly ." Denice added seeing travs gaze she also leaned in trying to figure out the same thing.

They both turned to each other then back at Janelle and marshal who were confused .

"Sup?" Marshal asked noticing the inquisitive expressions.

"All that sliding to your moms and you still had time for smoothies?" Denice asked up to Janelle

"Yeah after she was done talking our ear off we got smoothies is that a problem?" Janelle said cocking her hips standing defensively.

"It's not a problem if you weren't a fucking dick sucking liar , if you had truly saw mama marshal then she wouldn't have let you ,the skinny ass flag pole that you are, leave till feeding you so much that you wouldn't want to walk let alone get a smoothie so your ass didn't go see her." She retorted pointing an accusing finger at her.

Janelle rolled her eyes and smacked her hand away while marshal answered.

"That's my bad I said we had to slide through to my mom's place ,which was true ,but Janelle didn't know she wasn't gonna be there . So having the place to our self we made use of the time , is that a good enough answer or do the fun police want more evidence." Marshal asked with a dirty smile that betrayed that he was ready to prove what had happened

"So wait, why the smoothie?" Trav asked not understanding his tone.

"Cause spitters are quitters and I'm a winner." Janelle said linking her arm to marshals.

"You're my champion." He said while giving her a kiss on the fore head.

"Uugghh lame." Denice rolled her eyes returning back to travs side.

"You and trav were holding hands earlier I don't want to hear that shit" Janelle said while she nuzzled her head on marshals chest while he gave her more kisses.

"Hand holding and dick sucking in one's child hood home aren't of equivalent merits." Trav stated still confused by the exchange.

"You don't have any dogs in the fight trav just leave it. speaking of ,the only reason we came back is cause the dorms are far and I didn't want to leave you stranded. You ready to go or you finna do more games with delulu?" Marshal asked while he sat his head on Janelle.

"We're done take us to my apartment ." Denice then slapped travs slosher out of his hand

"Please and thank you." Trav added He said picking it back up and taking Denice's free hand in his.

Denice rearranging their hands so their fingers interlocked Marshal and Janelle looked at each other and smiled with their plan working.

"Stop that you horny fucks!" Denice yelled while pointing her weapon at them.

"Hehe no bitch, but with our new social situation we were thinking ." Janelle then reached into the bag Marshall still toted around pulling out a crumbled flyer. "There's a tourney where if we can get in we will get money for just advancing through the brackets."

Snatching the flyer Denice began reading the paper. She saw the big bold black letters that read the Crim''s Casino Roulette.

Do you have skill? Technical know how and Are you feeling lucky?

Then join the open tourney of Crim's Casino Roulette. Where you and your friends will be tested with not only luck but against the giant wheel that will decide everything from brackets to weapons and stages. tourney maybe open to everyone but only teams making it to the qualifiers will get that sweet sweet gold, 50000 a game for qualifiers 100000 for semi's and 150000 for finalist!!! You'd be crazy not to try.

Get ready for a high action, no boring meta ,ink flying extravaganza and good luck you'll need it.

"We still would have to make semi finals just to pay off my debt if we weren't splitting it four ways evenly." Denice said reading more information about the tourney from the back seat of Marshall's old car

Janelle turned over from the passenger seat .

" that's the thing we all talked about it and we agreed getting you back on your feet and in school would be the goal anyway."

"Wait seriously ?" Denice asked looking up from the flyer at her.

"Me and Marshal both live at home and have scholarships, Trav's a genius who's has three and like six potential jobs already lined up so yeah fuck the money."Janelle and Denice shared a heartfelt smile at one another. Janelle's smile then twisted into a evil smirk as she added. "plus the only thing as bad as your hole of an apartment is the unused hole of a chest where your hearts and tittys were supposed to go so we tryna not let that happen to your head !"

"Bitch , at least it ain't filled with fucking semen like that stanky breath of yours " Denice said her own smile turning manic.

"This stanky ass breath still has to tell you about the catch." Janelle added.

"Let me guess your lazy ass wants me to be captain and run up all the work for the team." Denice said dismissively waving her off as she looked back down to the flyer.

"Well not all of it. Just most of it. Travs been known to pull weight on a group project." Janelle rebuked before turning back around.

"Sorry again about that buddy." marshal interjected quickly while looking at trav through the rearview mirror .

"It's no issue , you had to help your mom , but after today I wonder about the legitimacy of that task." Trav replied

"Naw that was legit she's just been back and forth to the hospital again. " marshal said with a hint of pain as his eyes went back to the road.

The car became silent besides for the deep cut song playing on the radio. Janelle then put her hand on his shoulder and Marshall smiled to her, trying to say he was fine.

"And additionally our friendship really took off after that so I'm glad ." Trav tried to add to unburden is friend.

"Really glad that you'll have your own partner to sneak off with in group projects ?"Marshal quickly asked.

Trav sputtered as he was put on the spot then Marshal and Janelle started snickering as Trav blushed and stole a glance at Denice .

"Well answer his question." Denice commanded without looking up from the flyer.

"Yes , I'm glad to have the opportunity to-" he blurted out before being interrupted

"A simple yes would have been a good enough answer were you about to give a presentation on the benifits of sexual relationships or some shit ?" Denice asked turning to him confused.

"You'll probably be getting booty calls schedule in advance through work emails and rsvp confirmation attachments." Marshal added in a sultry tone.

"as per my last email our productivity has doubled by being 125 percent BRICKED UP." Janelle said imitating travs voice.

Janelle and Marshall laughed hard from the front seat as Trav sank in his. Denice then grabbed his hand and said.

"I can take a memo." leaning onto him .

She gave him a soft smile and when he returned it with his bright one it was a reminder of her new friendship. She then continued to shoot insults and make jokes with her friends and new team for the duration of the ride to her apartment.

Arriving at her apartment she unlocked the door and they stepped in

Upon seeing the mess of an apartment traveler was mortified. The small love seat couch made it so Denice had to open the door less than half way yet she shimmied herself inside and motioned for him to do the same. Following her he watched as she tossed her splash o matic down on the torn, stain and itchy brown floor. Denice made her way past the couch and a small laundry basket that had a tiny old tv on top of it. Walking like one would a tightrope she past The laundry basket being turned upside down that had trapped dirty clothes inside of it like a caged dead animal ,smelling like it too, and the couch that took up the majority of the room. Denice then opened the fridge its door was also stopped by the small couch yet trav could still see the lack of light and its content of drinks as she pulled out two he realized the fridge didn't work and was a glorified pantry. Examining it further he noticed that the wall the fridge sat against was the furthest wall of the tiny apartment

While opening her soda she then said "Bathroom is down the 'hall'. If you have to shit run the garbage disposal. They both don't work right its just the smell from the shitty broken garbage disposal is better then the raw sewage from the shitty broken toilet." She pointed at her poor excuse for a bathroom

There wasnt a hall just what almost looked like a hole in a wall with a toilet that looked like it had been publicly abused for years.Trav held onto his slosher and took a seat on the couch almost curled up in a fetal position from the lack of space. Akwardly not knowing where to look. The stark contrast to how he was raised since his family were well off to what his parents meant when they always talked about the less fortunate. His thoughts were then brought back to Denice who slapped the slosher out of his hands again.

"Chillax Trav , I'm finna put on a movie and I don't need you spazing out on the vibes " She said tossing him a warm soda and taking the seat on the couch next to him.

She then dug around in the couch cushions.

"Where's that damn remote," she cursed until she pulled out a hanger." Alright here we go." Using the hanger she leaned over to the tv and turned it on by pressing its power button.

Watching her interact with this environment was strange yet he couldn't look away. His mind baffled by the arrangement. He hadn't participated in any ink battle games till earlier , but he still made a sizable profit from there many wins. His wins being contributed to whom his peers considered the most successful of them . Mentally he crunched numbers as he tried to figure out what would have to happen for Denice to live in such poor conditions.

Denice then took off her N pacer sweater and tossed it towards the laundry basket revealing her black tank top underneath. Trav couldn't help but stare at her smaller than average chest his number crunching being thrown off from his neurons being activated. Feeling his eyes on her she didn't need to take her eyes off the tiny tv.

"They're B's." She said quickly

"Oh uh, I " Trav stuttered looking for an excuse

"Don't worry Janelle and I slung the 'you look like a twelve year old boy' jab back and forth so much that marshal can predict what insult will say next so I've heard it all. You can Still back out if you want ." She said while feeling around the couch for her old tapes.

"What ?" Trav asked indignantly

" well like you don't like little boys do you ? " she asked with concern as she pulled out a old tape.

" I don't but I don't think you look like a little boy ." He anwsered defensively

"Youre already in a bitch's crib and I'm already half naked you don't have to lie to get some." She said as she continued to look for more tapes in her cushions

" wouldn't it be more beneficial for you to not try and convince me of your young boy appearance and sell me a false narrative? " trav asked putting his hand on his chin contemplating her actions

"Say it like you're not talking to fucking Upper management! " Raising her voice while she turned to him using a tape as a pointer putting it in his face.

"If I umm …" he sputtered going cross eyed as he looked at the tape she had inches from his nose.

He then looked at the ground as if he was searching it for normal words . Keeping her gaze at him she clenched her fist as her eye twitched but decided yelling at him right now wouldn't help so she waited .

His head then shot up and he looked at her "I think you're cute ." He blurted out both of them staired at the other and started blushing . "A … a.. - and if I think you're cute ,shouldn't you just accept it and not try to show me you're not cute or something ?" He asked trying to be bold but still leaning away form her.

"That's a …. I mean why ?" Her own voice showing apprehension prodding him while she lean in closer

Noticing her direction he stopped his retreat then leaned over towards her . The small love seat putting them very close together as he said. " wait " he slowly studied her eyes as she stared up into his ."Youre trying to confirm i think you're cute ?" He stated but still said more like a question.

She turned away embarrased she didn't think too hard about it at first but that's what she was doing wasn't it . She was never really the object of anyone's affection and if she scared him off by showing him her apartment and lack of a body that he'd reveal his true intentions.Her back was now to the wall as she was on the defensive again. She could just admit that he was right and start to trust him or she could figure out how to retaliate. Before she could entertain the idea of calling a truce and letting him just simply call her cute she had concocted a scheme.

She then remembered something he had a terrible poker face and was obedient to a fault. Her best move would be to use this against him. Standing up she commanded him.

"On your back I want to cuddle ."

Before he could say what or ask why She lifted his legs and swiveled him so he layed side ways on the small couch . He didn't ask why as he layed folded into a akward v shape, figuring his questions about her being cute and what she was doing would both be answered at the same time .Transforming into her swim forum she hopped between his legs and transformed again back to her kid forum facing away from him. Her ass in his lap and her back on his chest.

"You shit with words so if you told me you'd do as good as you did today no way I'd believe you ,but during a battle you are kinda bad ass and do enough to carry your weight. I bet business works the same , like your business might sound cool and shit with promises of kicking ass but no one is gonna believe you till them reports come in and they see you turn a fucking profit. So let's see you put in some work." She explained.

"Huh?" He asked confused by her explanation

She grabbed his hands and placed them on her sides.

"I can't trust your words i can only trust your actions so if you want me to feel cute ,Then use those hands and show me what you think is cute ."she said in a whisper her voice taunting him.

Even tho she was turned away she could feel the heat raise to his face as he blushed, his hands nervously shook as they hovered over her body for several seconds and she heard him loudly gulp. After finally building up the courage his hands gingerly caressed her torso. Playing with the fabric of the tank top his hands passed by her breast way too quickly to be considered fondling.

"You think my tank top is cute?" She asked , her voice showing a hint of annoyance and confusion

He shook his head no.

"Then touch what you think is cute." Her volume low with a commanding tone gave orders to him being very clear tho she projected in the other direction .

"B bb bbbut your -"he nervously sputtered his hands shaking as he pulled them away

"If it's in your way move it or work around it ,or are you a liar ?"she asked looking over her shoulder.

She was certain he was into her but teaseing him had become fun. The way his heart raced in his chest giving her back a mini massage caused her to almost burst out laughing , while his hands fumbled the rim of her shirt she watched.

"So you gonna be here all day or what?" She asked.

He continued to tremble as his hands finally touched her flesh. His hands wrapped around her waist with a firm grip. The sudden hands holding her firmly surprised her causing her to let out a small moan. They paused and he looked down at her. She didnt move as she stared forward trying to ignore what she did . If she was nervous she didn't show it.

"So is only my waist cute?" She asked trying to move past what just happened.

He figured she would stop him if things became too much for her so he took this moment to explore. Her skin wasn't much different than his own yet the sensation of touching someone else put him on edge. Moving his hands on her side he felt that her frame was small yet solid.Remembering how much running they had just done today it made sense to him that she would be in such great shape. One hand slid up to her stomach to feel that her core was tight and her abs were well defined. His other hand went on a suicidal mission to her chest playing with the hem of her bra , her boobs were tiny yet still a solid hand full. His other hand came to play with her bra squeezing it through the fabric. The lumps of flesh put him at ease as he played with them from the outside.

Placing her hands on his she quickly commanded "Take it off."

He stopped squeezing her bra."huh?"

"Well I know you don't think my over the shoulder boulder holders is cute since you've never seen it. So take it off."

"I ummm." He sputtered quickly releasing her bra.

Her hands then pressed his back down as she interrupted him. "That's true you wouldn't be about to reach the clasp from there."again she transform into her swim forum and repositioned her self transforming back she was now straddling him."well what are you waiting for take , it , off."

She said as her eyes locked on to him he nervously held his hands up like he was about to preform surgery.

"Tick tok trav." She said pointing to her wrist where a watch would be.

She smiled maliciously unable to keep up a facade that teasing him wasn't becoming her fun,yet becoming relieved that his statement was genuine . running his hands up her back. He found the claps and fumbled around with it awkwardly until by some miracle he actually got it undone. Unsure how to remove it the rest of the way she took over and removed it from her shirt then dropped it on his face . turning even greener he looked like a stage three trav picked up the bra and his hands began to tremble his eyes quickly going between it and the breast it used to hold. Slapping it out of his hands towards the tv she then said.

"Im jelous of how much you blush staring at my tank top take it off and look at me." Her voice in a stern whisper.

With Her eyes on him he didnt want to disappoint her. Locking in with a steel determination his hands got clammy and sweaty as he took the bottom of the tank top in his hands. She lifted her arms as he slowly raised it up to see that his mental image of her based on feeling around her body was confirmed. Once he finally got it off he then clenched it and held it to his chest while he looked her up and down.Her fit tight body straddling him in nothing but her shorts commanding him around had him breathing heavy.

"So what, do you still think im cute?" She asked while one hand sat on her hip and the other went ot the back of her head striking a pose she had seen in magazines.

He nodded his head fast and violently like if he was trying to shake his eyeballs out of their sockets.

"well stop playing with that tank top and and show me what you think is cute instead." She said as she gave him a formal invite while smiling .

dropping the shirt to his side his hands squeezed her breast, She was expecting this yet the sensitivity of them never being grabbed before caused her to moan out loud. they both paused as it was her turn to blush.

"What am i not allowed to feel cute?" She asked scowling and raising turning her torso away folding her arms and closing her eyes as her voice cracked from the embarrassment.

He didnt say anything,he was frozen hoping he didn't upset her.

"well enough about me," she paused, her scowl returning to a malicious smile and she turned back towards him "what about you?"

"Huh?" He asked

"well I dont want to be the only one near naked in this bitch." she exclaimed while reaching for his clothes. "I want to see something cute as well."

She wasn't as slow when it came to undressing him but still just as playful. Taking his hat off she played with his tentacles , moving to his shirt she slowly rubbed her hands on his small chest. Once His torso was undress she stood.

"Lose the shorts." She said while removing her own.

Quickly he took off his shorts while watching her. She looked at his squid sister brief underwear and paused.

"Squid sisters ? Really?" She asked her face twisting up in disbelief

He looked down and saw what she was talking about. He then covered his face in embarrassment forgetting about how he wears wearing his lucky pair of underwear . He waited for some teasing or even rejection at the display of his underwear.

"Naw it's just that I'm more of an Off the hook fan. Fucking pearls earlier shit is my favorite but her poppy shit still slaps from time to time." She explained while taking her seat on his favorite idols who were on his underwear. "Now back to business ,show me what else do you think is cute."

His hands didn't move to her body like she thought they would .he slowly caressed her face.Slowly cupping her cheeks booping her nose and playing with her lips as he stared at her eyes .

"Wait seriously?"she asked grabbing his hand.

He knodded slowly. his blue eyes and timid expression displaying how nervous he was. Her gaze soften as she folded her arm

"I don't believe you , use your face to show me I'm cute" She commanded with a slight blush.

"With my … my face ?" He asked as her arms wrapped around him.

"You a fucking parrot ? Yeah with your face" she chastised as she rolled her eyes

"Doo… you mean a.. a …ki-."Trav began to sputter before Denice interrupted him.

"Shhhhhh, am i cute or not ?" She asked her voice in a whisper as there face slowly got closer .

again he placed his hand on the side of her face as he nodded.

"Then be a good team mate and show me you're down for some action."she whispered out as she placed her fore head on his.

she closed her eyes and waited for him to close the rest of the distance. silently she felt his hot breath on hers as she realized her hearts were speeding up tremedously as she waited. She wouldn't admit it but she was more than just nervous. Fearing rejection especially after coming so far was normal. Her fear was quckly dashed as trav pressed his mouth on to hers. his stillness a indicator of his inexperience and his arms wrapping around her a indicator of how much he wanted to learn. Her heart exploded as she felt it was sent over the moon. she cupped his face and took charge again.

Just like battling he followed her lead. When she moved her lips he would do the same to chase after her, opening and closing like call outs and confirmations as they shared sloppy battle plans. The kissing battle quickly heating up as she introduce her tongue to the weapon rotation and like always he did the same. With her still taking charge they explored the full battle field together while the movements became faster as they became more synchronized with each other. This suddenly stopped when they both realized they needed air. Pulling away they both panted heavily as a strand of saliva still connected between them like ink on a battefied proving the intensity in their bout. She looked down at him as he practically stared up at her with hearts in his eyes.

That face was her weakness

completly at her mercy begging for her she felt power and she felt she couldn't abuse it enough. Her thoughts distracted when she felt the hard member press against her inner thigh. remembering how he had reacted to when she had grabbed it earlier she slowly thought about her unsavory thoughts . griding her sex on his he reacted in kind bitting his lip as she rubbed her self on his member using it like a tool. She grabbed his hand and put it on her wrist.

"double tap my wrist like you're tapping out." She explained.

confused and distracted he obliged.

"good, thats the signal if you cant breathe ok?"

She slowly wrapped her hands around his neck holding it without applying any pressure to show him what she was about to do. She was intimidated by this action but from the locker incident he was into it. she knew he wanted it but she stil wanted him to have an out.

His face lit with excitement as he throbbed and nodded desperately ready for her to begin.

still hesitant she began strangling him her small hands tightening there grip around his wind pipe. he gaspsed and his breathing quicken. His erection thrashed and wiggled as he smiled. The head high he received from being used as an item started to excite him as he knew he wanted more

"HARDER MOMMY."he shouted without thinking.

Shocked she then stopped grinding and released her grip from around his kneck.

"what?"

"what?"

They both stayed in silence for sererval seconds.

"Say that again." She asked calmly.

"I uuuuuuhh -" he spurted out trying to think of a way out of his situation

"Now ." She didn't yell but he knew she wasn't going to give him any time to think of an alternative way out for this.

"Harder……..mommy" he said his voice shrinking in defeat.

Denice looked down at him with a cold scowl her eye twitched as she sat on top of him silent. Trav no longer feeling welcome became fearful and was about to ask if he could do something or just leave . It was in the silence when he noticed the fast heart beat coming from Denice's vagina . Quickly his gaze shot to Looking down at her sopping wet panties. Before he could even process this information she grabbed his face and pointed it back to hers. Her scowl was then replaced with that crazed manic smile.

" I have bad news for you traveler. Mommy's into it."

One of her hands snaked around his neck squeezing the life out of him in just the right way

"Say it again." She commanded .

"M-m-mommy!" He squeaked out his throbbing memeber screaming it as it threaten to spring from its fabric prison.

She began to laugh as she freed him and began to stroke his dick

"Who's mommy's good boy?" She asked looking down at him as he became a drooling mess.

"M -m-me." He answered back to her as she became a sadistic tyrant .

She watched his breathing become labored and released her grip enough for him to get a deep inhale of air before tightening again. She stroked his exposed member and grinned her self along its shaft having.

"I'm so fucking ready for the final push." She said while releasing his neck.

Trav wheezed as a large volume of air filled his lungs.He then stared as she stood up and removed her panties. He watched as she flung her underwear to the laundry basket. With her being fully naked he stared at her with wide eyes. Noticing his lack of motion she then said.

"The squid sisters gotta go cause we are so back."

She took his underware without giving him time to process and tossed them off to the side as well leaving them both naked. Becoming impatient she straddled him again. Lining her entrance with his throbber she began to lower her self only for Trav to say .

"Wait." He shyly spoke out .

"Huh ? What why?" She stopped looking at him, her face bending up in confusion.

"I uuhhh I ." His face bright from embarrassment

Stopping before he became a stuttering mess "Are you nervous about being a virgin ?" She asked while placing her hands on his chest.

He nodded.

"Are you worried about not doing a good job fucking because of that ?" She asked her face coming close to his .

Again he nodded.

She sighed and looked away. "Well how about you enjoy this now instead of hitting it with that false narration?" She said trying to remember the words he had used earlier.

"wha?"

"The uhhh business conducted with you so far has been benifical to my umm LLC so if you feel the same maybe we can continue this joint buissness venture...like a merger or some shit."She said while looking away playing with her tentecales again her attempt at using a different lexicon to calm him only seem to embarrass herself .

"without precautionary mesearues will all parties be willing to pay the cost and enjoy the benifits even if they arent split evenly?" He asked understanding the terms she used.

"Fuck dude, I have no idea what your saying but i know i got a position that needs filing cause I'm tryna fuck. If you ain't down that's fine but can i get a yes or a no cause I really want a signature on the dotted dripping line." She blurted becoming impatient.

he nodded and she sunk down on his dick. his legs quivered as she let out a satisfied moan .

" mommy's big boy !" She moaned out loudly.

Both her hands wrapped tightly around his neck again as she bounced. The springs in the couch singing the battle song their union made. His large hands holding her waist and his hips bucked up and down assisting her movements . Her dominating smile in the dimly light apartment was his new objective as he held out for more of her approval . Without warning she placed another hot kiss on his lips her tounge not waiting for permission to penetrate his mouth as if she was taking his it wasn't a moment later when he felt her walls tighten around him and her legs shake he realized she was orgasming. She pulled her face back and panted wildly into his. Her eyes locking him in place as she unwrapped her hands from his neck. She began playing with his face cupping his cheeks and petting his tentecals her smile betraying how unhinged she was becoming.

"Say it again for me trav?" She panted out her purple eyes staring into his with a smile as she laid her head on his chest.

"M-m-mommy." He spoke out his own voice still lagging behind from the lack of air and energy.

The way her heart fluttered with a sudden surge of adrenaline and happiness caused her to smile a goofy expression that she knew was weird and would get her laughed at if her other friends were to see it. "Well yup guess I'm in too deep." She paused and looked away as she became more comfortable while she nuzzled into his chest.

With a burst of energy she then shot it and looked to her fridge. looking back down at him her crazy manic smile returned.

Standing up and moving she then commanded"Come here." as she stood at the side of the couch next to her fridge.

Like always Trav obliged as he stood and followed to the fridge. Putting her hands on his shoulders she moved him until she was standing between him and the refrigerator

"Youre in good enough shape." She said she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled her self up quickly . He stumbled before placing his hands on the fridge . wrapping her legs around his waist she continued to explain . "I saw this in a movie once and have been fucking dying to try this position . Now fuck me against the fridge!"

"Wait, what were the contents of this movie? " he asked as the thought of her request.

Using a free hand she impaled herself on his dick. His legs shook as she squirmed on it and they both winced loudly. Looking back up from there connection to each other she then yelled.

"Against the fridge Now." She then bite down on his nipple and he yelped. "I'm not going to ask again so nicely!" She purred out with his nipple still in her mouth.

He put their shared weight against the fridge and started to move his hips, his hands slipping as he didn't know what he was doing. the fridge barely reacting to the attacks of him pressing her into it.

"What did I tell you about that fucking stance? Put them legs shoulder length like you're swinging that slosher!" She said as she moved her head next to his ear and nibbled sensually on it.

She was right. She didn't weigh much more then his slosher widening his stance he remembered the rest of her tips, using his whole body to swing the slosher and not just his arms he did just that as he swung her against the fridge and brought her down on his hips further pushing her down on his dick. The fridge now being battered ,from their powerful attacks , shook violently as she was thrusted into it.

"FUCK YEA, that's how you win games." She panted out not effected from being rammed into her fridge.

Her praise cause him to continue swinging her like a weapon the fridge becoming the opponent as her nails dug into his back scratching in her mark. Unlike the locker room they no longer tried to keep quiet as they went all out with their voices singing the battle cry of lovers.

"Harder for mommy !" She screamed out and he obliged

He felt his own climax building as she began to naw on his ear moaning in to.

"M-M-Mommy!" He cried as his voice crescendo loudly.

"Cuuuuum for me baby , cum for mommy." She said as her voice did the same.

With her permission he shot his hot ink inside of her emptying his tank directly into her. She moaned out as she also climaxed. pressing her lips against his they shared another passionate kiss the rhythm of the battle becoming familiar to them. Her hands rubbing the back of his head while they looked into each other's eyes. They smiled as they both felt each others hot breath on one another.

"Ya know-" Denice stated

A loud buzzing sound then started from behind them startling both of them.

"WHAT THE FUCK." Denice screamed out.

Realizing the sound came from the fridge she removed her self from trav and motioned him to move . opening the fridge the light shined on her collection of drinks as it seemed to cool down.

"Looks like you're a handy man Trav." She said surprised as her fridge seemed like it was working.

Tired he then took a seat on the couch and said.

"Oh?" He looked at the floor with his hands on his knees and a smile on his face from the events of what had happened.

"Hey." she said slapping his leg getting his attention before he could over think his situation.

Grabbing his legs again she turned him side ways on the couch. She then brought a blanket and laid on top of him. Her back facing him she grabbed the hanger she called remote and used it to grab the whole tiny tv. She placed it on her knees putting it at an easy viewing angle.

"Do you like the fourth Demon dog anime movie? Cause I have that and two other old tapes for viewing and before you ask yes that's it." She said as she put the tape into the tv.

he then kissed her cheek and placed his head in the crook of her neck as she started the movie. wrapping his arms around her holding her in a tight hug.

"Your apartment smells funny." He said into her neck.

"Well you can leave if you want." She said returning his kiss. Not taking her eyes off the tv

"No thank you." He whispered while their heads leaned into each other watching the movie.

They sat like that for hours, naked and enjoying eachothers company. The poor incodecent lite that flickered finally gave out leaving them in darkness the only light coming from the tiny tv .

"Uhhh Denice ?" He questioned looking up to the light

"that's normal , now Shhh and watch the movie ." Denice added while reclining onto him getting comfortable to watch the movie

Authors notes

if you made it this far thats impressive . With the grand splatfest ending in splatoon Three i thought i post this the day after . The real reason i even wrote this tho was to inspire my senpai to write more smut so i can learn at the feet of the master. With that shout out out of the way id like to also thank TOETICKLER22 for all there help and the other member of The Dirty Thirty for coming out of his comfort zone.