...
"Aw, do you have to leave me so early?" Jodi groans, clutching your hand as you try to stand up.
"It's getting late, Jodi, and I don't live with you."
"Do you want to?" She asks, appearing earnest. "Hehe, just kidding. I'll miss you though..."
You make your decision final by leaning in for a kiss, which she happily puckers her lips to receive.
You make your way home, the roads slightly less empty due to it being close to midnight. But only slightly.
You live in LA, after all.
You reach for the front door handle. After it doesn't open, you reach for your pocket.
And then your other pocket. And then your shirt pocket. And then both your pockets two more times. And then your car.
Shit.
You ring the doorbell, waiting in the suddenly frigid night for someone to open it. You don't hear any footsteps after a few minutes and a second press, and your toe starts methodically tapping into the pavement.
You walk around the outside of the house, seeing a window illuminated with the light from a computer monitor.
Someone has to have heard me, right? Hmm, maybe I should just call them.
...
Brrring! Brrring!
"Hey, I'm busy, and streaming, can't talk right now."
"No wait, can you just- "
Dammit.
You try calling the few other people who lived there, only to find out no one else besides Lily, who so succinctly shut down your call and didn't answer any more of them, were home, and wouldn't be for a while.
Imane isn't answering. Maybe she's asleep inside?
You return to the door, pressing three times out of frustration. You sit down on the rough ground, now shivering from the icy wind, and wait, to no avail.
Wait, there's a window open... I don't remember what room that is, but it's one floor up. ...Is it worth it to try? It's been a while since I've been bouldering. But if I stay out here any longer, I'll freeze to death.
Deciding to test your skills, you climb onto a ground-floor windowsill, reaching your hand over to the top of the window and hoisting your body onto the platform above. You grab onto the stucco of the roof, swing your foot onto the edge, and push off to reach the corner of the upper windowsill.
Damn. Two inches shorter and I would be flat on the ground.
You lock your elbow into the windowsill and pull yourself up with your arms. Kicking off of the wall below, you manage to push your upper body inside and tumble forward into the room.
"AAHHHHH!" You hear the sound of sheets being thrown and heavy footsteps.
Your head snaps up, unable to see the figure screaming as your vision adjusts to the darkness of the room.
"WHO ARE YOU? GET OUT OF THE-"
"Janet?"
"HOUSE! Wait... what the fuck?"
"Janet?!? I am... so... sorry... oh..." You awkwardly pant out as your eyes begin to adjust to the sight before you.
Over a few seconds of confused silence, her figure becomes clearer, along with the entire situation.
She had thrown off her blankets and was cowering in a corner. She quickly moves her hands to cover her exposed privates, but not before you get an eyeful of her hourglass figure. You notice her curved hips that extended down into slim legs, and her perky breasts, standing to attention in the cool air. Your face turns red, and your hands awkwardly move to cover your growing member.
Thankfully it's dark enough that she can't see me well.
"What the fuck are you doing?" She asks again, making her way back to her bed and throwing the blankets over her nude body.
"...I forgot my keys," you respond, too preoccupied with every other facet of the situation to wonder why Janet was even here.
She tilts her head, juts her chin, and squints her eyes in condescending confusion.
"And you thought it was a good idea to..."
"It was too cold. No one was home but Lily, or so I thought, and she's ignoring me."
"So you decided to climb through a window?!?"
"Well- I'm sorry for entering so unexpectedly, and while you're... well, naked... but I didn't really see another option."
"Screw me sleeping naked! I'm talking about climbing up a whole story! You could've fallen and really gotten hurt!"
Oh. Yeah, that was definitely stupid. The cold must have really gotten to my head.
"You done daydreaming? Get a move on!" She beckons to the door.
You snap back to reality, forgetting that she was still angry at your recklessness.
Oh, this is definitely Imane's room. It's probably not the best time to ask why she's here.
You quickly head out the door and make your way through the halls, silent except for Lily's muted voice.
You walk to your room, moving along the wall until your fingers feel the empty space of an opened door.
...
You awake to the sound of knocks.
"Who is it?" You ask after clearing your throat.
"It's Janet..." She responds, her voice cautious.
"You can come in."
She slowly opens the door a crack, peeking inside.
You reach for your phone and look up at her in confusion as you see the time.
8 AM. Why so early?
"I'm sorry about yesterday," she starts.
Your confusion only deepens as you realize she had come to apologize, the very thing you had planned on doing later.
"Shouldn't I be the one apologizing?" You voice your thought directly.
"Well- I mean, it was my fault that I ignored the doorbell because I was about to sleep, and made you crawl up to the window and almost die," she answers, placing emphasis on the final words.
"Oh. It's all good, Janet. You don't need- "
"So I made you breakfast!" Her voice switches back to its normal cheery tone.
"Huh?"
"I've been learning to cook a little, so I thought this is how I can make it up to you!"
She opens the door fully, revealing a small platter in her hands. You sit up, propping your pillow behind you.
Damn. Can't remember the last time I've had breakfast in bed.
You gratefully start to munch on the bread before being taken aback at the smell of green tea.
"How did you know I liked green tea?"
"I asked Scarra. He showed me where the packets were."
"You really did all this..." Your voice trails off, but she smiles as she understands.
"Why not? You like it, and if you're happy, I'm happy," she exclaims, as she clasps her hands together.
"...Thanks Janet. This... is a really nice gesture. I almost feel bad accepting it," you sheepishly respond. Nevertheless, you don't hesitate to dig into the mini fruit bowl on the side.
She flicks her hand in a dismissive gesture. "Really, it's fine. Although if you wanna pay me back..."
She looks at you expectantly, and you nod for her to continue.
"Maybe you cooouuuld hop on my stream later?" She suggests, her shoulders rising in inquisition.
"What game were you thinking?"
"Oh, I don't know yet. But I'm in Imane's room today, so I'll let you know when I start!"
"Speaking of which, why were you in Imane's room last night?" You ask, taking a break from the food.
"Oh, we were just hanging out, but my sleep schedule is, like, totally ruined, so I didn't have the energy to go out with her at night."
"Ah, I see..."
"...So is that a yes?"
"Oh yeah, for sure."
"YES!" She energetically pumps her fist in the air, making you smile.
She leaves soon after, taking your empty plate with her. After cleaning yourself up in the shower, you head out to do some house errands.
...
You walk towards Imane's room to check if Janet was streaming.
You open the door, but she doesn't notice, her gaze intently focused on the screen. Her voluminous brown hair was tied back in two twin ponytails that fell onto the front of her white top. She wore a pink knee-high skirt over her crossed legs.
You sneak up behind her, waiting for the right moment to strike.
"...AHHHHH!!!!"
Even though you expected it, the shriek that was released after you pressed your hands onto her shoulders startled you.
"FUCK YOU!"
"Oh hey, Janet! Didn't see you there," you respond, grinning.
"SIT THE FUCK DOWN!"
The chat whizzes by faster than you can read it as you pull up another chair.
After she calms down, Janet opens up the game you were both going to play, demonstrating how you would take turns to see who got the higher score.
...
"Boom! Take that! Easy dub!" You throw your head back as Janet sighs in disappointment.
"Alright, you've definitely had practice!"
"Nope! I'm just as new as you are!"
"I don't believe it! So I'm gonna distract you next time!"
"Fine by me! Won't be a problem," you confidently reply, grinning.
She finished her next turn, doing a little better than her previous run.
You quickly take the keyboard and mouse, pondering how she could distract you.
She doesn't say a word, and she seems to be thinking too.
You start playing when she leans over and pinches your arm, causing your nerves to scream in momentary pain.
"Hey! That hurts!" You replied, annoyed.
"That's the idea, bucko!"
You grimace, struggling to focus. But you still come out on top by a significant margin, shooting her a gloating glance as you beat her score.
She swallows a response and shakes her head.
janjan getting angy
oh no she bouta bust
oh lord save us from her wrath
You softly chuckle at the influx of chat messages as Janet concentrates even harder on the game.
"Hah! Beat that one, mister!"
"Oh, I will."
"I'm gonna up the distraction this time, just so you know."
You nod in acceptance, not really caring.
There's not much worse she can- HUH?
You barely registered her crawling under the table, only realizing when her hands made their way to your thighs, rubbing them sensually as she moves closer to the now-rising tent at the center.
Oh jeez. This is gonna be tough.
You feel your ears turning red, and you realize that this must look very suspicious.
"Janet, stop tickling me..." You come up with, giving an explanation to the viewers.
"NO! This is how I win!" She responds from below.
Her hands start gently stroking your shaft through your pants, making you have to double over to keep your focus on the game and not on the sight under the desk.
You barely top her score, laying back and exhaling hard as you wipe your sweaty hands on your shirt.
She comes out smiling, before turning to see your score.
"NO WAY! no way no way no way!" She groans in frustration at her wasted efforts.
"Hah! What happened to 'if you're happy, I'm happy', JanJan?" You retort, laughing.
She glares at you vigorously. If you weren't so distracted by the chat filling with OMEGALULs, you might have felt a little scared.
"..."
She plays one last round, getting her best score yet, and silently pushes the keyboard to you, glaring at you once more as you ready yourself.
Before you even start, she quickly drops to her knees, and you know you're gonna have to come up with another excuse.
You begin, and it doesn't take a second for her hands to return to their previous positions. But this time, they reach for the hem of your pants and pull.
You try to resist, but she pulls them off just enough to fish out your cock and feel it quickly harden in her warm hands.
A handjob on stream? How badly does she want to win?
But to your utmost surprise, she guides your cock to her mouth and plunges it deep inside, causing you to audibly gasp.
"Jan... stop pinching me..." You let out, hoping it was believable enough.
She quickly slides her lips up and down, her tongue skillfully making circles around the tip as her hair bounces with the motion.
Your performance in the game rapidly declines as her performance on you gets better. Her hands grip the base of your cock, matching her mouth's movements to stimulate every part of you.
She is careful to not gag, closing her eyes to focus on the task of distracting you as much as possible. You mutter out a few more excuses, all the while unable to think about anything but the girl on her knees before you.
She looks up at you, and your cock twitches as you make eye contact. Her face doesn't retain any of her previous anger, and instead looks cool and focused as she kisses the tip of your cock.
She angles her face and body toward you for a better view, and you force yourself to look back up at the game.
Her pace only quickens, and your mind's attempt at focusing is muddied by lust.
"Hey Janjan, I know you're streaming but I heard you- "
Your eyes widen in shock.
"Oh, hey! Didn't know you'd be here! Where's Ja-" Before Imane can finish, she sees the movement under her desk and freezes.
You can't see her since she's standing behind you, but you can practically hear the million different thoughts passing through her head.
Janet pulls away, looking terrified and deeply ashamed.
"Oh, you guys are busy. I'll come back later," she manages to spit out, struggling to hide the melting pot of shock, anger, and concern in her voice, before exiting and swiftly slamming the door behind her.
You probably would've felt terribly embarrassed and worried at the entire ordeal if you weren't so close to the brink of orgasm.
Shit! How do I warn her?
You kick her in the side lightly a few times, now paying little attention to the game.
But she had already gone back to slobbering over your cock, and her pace doesn't let up, her tight throat making it impossible to resist.
Her fingers gently grope and massage your balls, adding to the overwhelming sensation that began to overtake your loins.
She pushes her mouth deep onto your cock as you cum. You try to disguise your orgasm face as one of pain, but you curl your fingers and toes at the pleasant feeling of a sweet release.
"Ohhh... Janet..." You groan out, not knowing or caring if it sounded conspicuous.
She takes it all in her mouth, struggling to not make a sound, and drains your balls entirely. She pulls away and looks around for a tissue, but can't reach for one without standing up. So you watch as she closes her eyes and swallows.
You look back up to see that the game had ended.
"Dammit!" You yell, still trying to cover up the residing pleasure you were feeling.
She doesn't respond for a second as she wipes her mouth with her shirt sleeve, but then quickly replies, "Hah! I knew it!"
She attempts to sound joyful, but you can tell that being caught definitely shook her up quite a bit.
She stands up, rejoicing once more after seeing the score. You can only shake your head in disappointment.
"Hey, I still won every other game," you remind her.
You take a glance at the chat and see a few people point out the suspicious behavior, but sigh in relief since no one seems to be taking it seriously.
...
"Bye, everyone!" Janet waves at the camera as you smile goodbye.
She closes her tabs and lays back in her chair with a content sigh.
Poki was going to stream for the second half of the day, so Janet had to end about an hour after the incident. But now that you were truly alone, you could ask the burning question that had been on your mind.
"What was that about?" You turn to face her.
"Hmm?"
"You know what I mean."
"I was distracting you," she calmly replied, as if it was obvious.
"You don't suck someone off to distract them!"
"Well, you do if you wanna win..."
You sigh in exasperation as she remains unfazed.
"Listen, I know what you mean," she finally lets out, "I... well... I..." She starts to formulate an answer.
"Oh shit," you mutter, suddenly remembering Imane's brief presence in the room. "We have to talk to Poki."
You stand up to go find her, not wanting to waste any time. But you feel Janet's hand grab your arm and pull you back down.
"She already knows." Janet's face turns nervous and visibly distressed at the mention of her best friend.
"No, I know she saw us, I'm saying we need to tell her why- "
"She already knows." Something in her voice stops you.
"Knows what? What have you told her, Janet?" You ask, making a guess as to the reason behind her reaction.
She looks down at the floor, grimacing a little as she realizes she said too much.
"Knows what, Janet?" You ask again, getting impatient.
"Can I say I don't want to tell you?"
"No. Tell me or I'm finding her right now." You push her hand off of your arm.
"Wait! Fine... I guess I don't have a choice."
She rests her face in her hands and her elbows on her knees, and stares at her feet. After mustering the courage, she finally lets out the words that had been tumbling through her mind for the past day.
"Listen, I think you're cute. I know we only met briefly a while ago, and then the whole incident last night happened, but I wanted to get to know you better."
"Ok," you respond, sounding much calmer than you felt.
"And when Poki came home last night, I told her what happened. And that I had a plan to get to know you better. But then she told me..." Her voice breaks off, and you suddenly pity the dejected figure before you.
"What did she say?" You softly ask as you sit back down, placing your hand on her shoulder to encourage her.
"She told me how she felt. She said she's never felt this way about anyone. She... shit, I feel so bad. I shouldn't be saying this..."
You understood what she meant, but you could barely process her words nonetheless.
Janet... and Poki?!? She's never felt that way about anyone? But we've barely gotten to know each other!
She continued, barely noticing the shock written on your face.
"I'd never seen her get that emotional about anyone before." Her breathing became shallow as she spoke. "She asked me to not do anything with you, and I said I wouldn't."
"But you did," you finish, immediately regretting your tone as you see tears begin to well up in her eyes.
"fuck... I hate myself..."
"Hey, don't say that. Listen, I'll talk to Imane and we'll get this sorted out, ok?"
"...ok..."
You squeeze her shoulder, and she tries to slow her breathing.
You stand up and begin to make your way out of the room, the silence lingering in the air.
You jump in shock as the door swings open to reveal a silhouette standing with her arms crossed in the doorway.
"Sit down." The rage in her voice is evident.
You take a seat, feeling like a little boy whose mother just caught him stealing.
"POKI!" Janet screams, clamping her hand over her mouth as the infuriated figure eyes her down.
"I heard everything," she slowly starts, although that was already crystal-clear to you.
"Janet... why?" She follows, allowing herself to pour out a few drops of the emotion that was almost overflowing in her heart.
"i don't know, i don't know what came over me," she responds through sniffles.
Imane turns her attention to you for the first time, but she quickly looks back at Janet.
"... let's talk this out. There's a lot that needs to get out in the open," you say, trying to defuse the tension.
You expect her to protest, but she sits down on her bed.
"It's true, just in case you were wondering," Poki remarks, feigning a dismissive, nonchalant attitude to hide her true feelings.
"What is?"
"Everything she said. Not that it matters anymore."
"...Why not?"
"Why would it?"
You furrow your brows as a heated, sharp tone undermines her attempt at a calm voice.
"I didn't know you felt- "
"Shut up. We're not gonna talk about how I feel." She quickly turns away, and you reach out to grab her hand.
"Imane."
She visibly shudders as you say her name, the vibration passing from her hand into yours. She stops in her tracks, still turned away from you.
"Imane, please." You pull her around to face you, and she complies. You see the sadness written in her eyes, but you're still drawn in by their deep hue.
"I can't believe her," she finally says, more to herself than anyone else.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" You ask, noting that you would help sort everything between Janet and her best friend later.
"Why does ANYONE hide the feelings from their crush, DUMBASS? 'Cause they'll get rejected!" She practically screams, and everyone else in the house would have undoubtedly heard the piercing words.
"You thought I would reject you?"
"I- " She stops. She stares intently, almost as if she could see through you. Her face softens, her anger dissipates. "You...?"
You quietly look down at your hand, gripping hers, and back up at her.
Janet sits quietly to your right, watching the scene unfold. You glance at her, seeing her still-apologetic face, now shifting into a curious expression.
"Maybe we should talk alone," Poki says slowly, seeing you eye Janet. "Janet... we'll talk after." Her tone still retains its bitterness.
Janet swiftly makes her way out of the room, ducking her head to avoid both pairs of eyes on her.
Imane turns back to you, and you let go of her hand.
"Janet told me... you've never felt this way about anyone?" You cautiously watch her for a negative reaction.
Now alone, she drops her facade and bears her true feelings.
"I'm so fucking tired of keeping this from you," she says.
"Then let it out."
She lunges forward, smashing her lips onto yours as her hands reach for and start clawing at your body, her nails digging into your skin. Her touch is delicate and rough at her same time, and her kiss is incredibly passionate. She hesitates after a few seconds, but after your hands move to her face, she quickens her pace again. Her cheek leans into your palm as she lets you bring her even closer. You have to exert yourself to match her force, but you nevertheless revel in her taste. Her perfume, which smelled like roses, only added to the effect.
She pulls away, gasping for air after embracing you tightly for a minute.
You do the same, sitting down on the bed to catch your breath.
"Jeez..." She looks up at you, shaking her head side to side and looking to the floor. "I knew it."
"Oh... was it not good?" You tentatively ask, concerned at her expression.
"It was the best fucking kiss I've ever had." Her tone remains the same. "And I knew it would be."
You blush at the comment.
"What did you think?" She asks in a soft tone as she turns to watch you closely.
"It was... amazing. I loved every second of it."
She giggles, suddenly breaking free from the weeks of tension that had built up inside her and returning to her true self.
You habitually smile at the pleasant sight.
"I'm sorry about how I acted before," she says, now clear-headed.
"It's alright. You were dealing with a lot."
"OH MY GOD. I need to apologize to JanJan!" She leaps toward the door.
"Wait, hold on! Are we- "
"AHHH!" You hear two simultaneous screams as Poki reveals her subject of interest crouching next to the door listening.
The two quickly ensue in a hushed conversation. You couldn't pay much attention anyway, since your thoughts are an emotional mess.
When the two finish conversing, to your relief, they briefly hug.
"Wait, Poki, don't you have a stream now?"
Her eyes widen as she checks the clock and runs out of the room to grab the snacks she would need for the stream, yelling behind her, "We'll talk later!"
You're not sure if she was talking to you or Janet, but Janet's look made you pretty sure it was the former.
"So what did you discuss?" You ask Janet.
She walks toward you, and you listen for her response. But she doesn't give one.
Instead, she places her lips on yours, giving you a short kiss before pulling back as you gasp in surprise, and pushing forward once more. You can't resist her sweet lips, and you find your hands making their way to her hair, gently drawing her toward you. You don't know what to feel, and every passing second confuses you even further. All you know is that your lips are in heaven, and they have no intention of leaving, especially when her hands caress you so softly.
But she finally breaks the kiss as she hears Imane's footsteps grow louder.
"Shh, don't tell her," she whispers into your ear, tickling your skin with her hair, before pulling away entirely.
Imane returns and plops down in her chair, giving a little wave to Janet and blowing you a kiss before putting on her headphones.
Janet guides you out of the room to the hallway, where you decide to re-ask the question that was never answered.
"Well... it's not important. Let's just say... Poki likes you, and I like you."
"But why'd you tell me not to tell her?"
She smirks, as if concealing something.
"Because... she mayyyy not be the biggest fan of us getting together."
"She told you that?"
"Mmhmm. She's a little possessive like that. I said I'd let her have you all to herself, but... I don't know if I can keep my hands off you."
Her change in tone, from her usual jubilant, high-pitched tone to this deeper, sultry one made your heart rate increase rapidly, and you feel your hands start sweating. She notices and slyly grins as she runs her fingers along your shirt collar.
What happened to the youthful, innocent Janet I knew? I didn't know she had this side of her...
You try to formulate words, but she doesn't let you as she leans forward to silence you with another kiss.
So she's... and Poki said... but she's still... behind her back...
She walks off with a wave, leaving you to your own devices.
Holy shit. Janet and Poki. It's amazing, but...
I have a bad feeling about this...