You feel a warm hand gently grip your shoulder.
"..."
She doesn't say a word, but even before you open your eyes, you know who it is from her familiar scent.
"...hey..."
"Leave me alone," you groan, the words coming out harsher than you intended.
"Listen... I know it's hard, but you need to get out of bed, baby..."
"No..." You sigh into your pillow, groaning as she pulls your blanket off of you, exposing you to the morning sun. "Rae, I don't want to. I'm staying."
She crawls in behind you, wrapping her soft arms around your chest and snuggling into your back.
"Can we talk like this?" She whispers.
"...sure."
"...I know you're hurting. That's why I came as soon as I woke up and heard the news."
"..."
"That asshole is ok - awake, at least," she continues.
You sigh, not sure whether to be relieved or angry at the news.
Rae holds you close, rubbing her warm hands over your chest and loosening up your tense muscles.
"...are you ok?" She softly asks, her warm breath soothing your neck.
"No. The world has decided that I deserve to die," you melodramatically complain.
"..."
"..."
"Well, they can go fuck themselves!"
You can't help but burst out in a chuckle at her unexpected profanity, and you turn around, kissing her on the nose.
"Dammit Rae... I'm supposed to be depressed and moody..."
"Aw, my bad... I'm sooo sorry..."
You smile, but it quickly fades as your thoughts return to everything you would have to deal with.
"Don't think about that right now," Rae says, always the observant one.
"I think I'll have to. I can't put this off much longer."
She sighs, knowing you were right.
"Ok... But promise that you'll tell me if it gets too much?" She asks, kissing you sweetly.
"Sure," you reply as you sit up, grabbing your phone.
"And don't read all the comments!"
"Yup!" You say as you open the door, preparing to head to the bathroom.
"And don't forget-"
"Rae, don't worry, I'll be fine!" You retort, stepping out and closing the door behind you.
"...that I love you," she whispers to herself.
...
Your hand trembles over the post button, and you can feel the sweat dripping from your brow.
"JUST POST IT!" Poki finally yells, her impatience getting to her.
You jolt in your seat, and your finger flies into the screen. You watch as it gets uploaded to Twitter, and breathe out a deep sigh.
Ok. It's out. Nothing more I can do. I've explained everything as best as I can, and coordinated with Poki too. That's all.
You look over at the clock, realizing that two hours had whizzed by.
Damn. I could never have spent two hours straight writing and revising a paper back in school. I guess being hated by the entire world is good motivation to write well.
"Come on. The rest of the house is dying to know what happened," Poki says, beckoning to you.
"Why haven't you told them yet?"
"Eh, it's your story to tell..."
...
You get comfortable on a couch opposite the rest of the house, and Poki sits beside you, playing with your hair.
As expected, upon hearing what the 'fan' had done to Imane, Lily and Jodi's fists were visibly clenched, while Yvonne shook her head.
By their request, you give them as many details as they ask for.
"Wait, so he tried punching you first?" Jodi asks, making sure she heard you right.
"Yeah. Why?"
"I mean... if he sues you... that could be very helpful info."
"...huh. I guess so."
You reach for your phone for the thousandth time, and Yvonne dutifully takes it away, holding it away from you.
"Dammit Yvonne, why can't you stop paying attention for one second?!?" You cry, desperate to check your phone. It had been an excruciating hour since you had posted, and turning off your notifications hadn't stopped your curiosity.
She looks to the rest of the house, who had similarly abstained from checking their socials while listening to your story, and they reluctantly agree.
"Alright, I think it's been long enough. Let's see what the public court has to say," Toast says.
Yvonne hands you back your phone, and your fingers blitz across the screen, logging on and checking.
"Wait... my tweet isn't even the highest trending tweet on the subject..." You say, confused.
"Wait, what?"
"There's another video that everyone is sending around... it's been sent to me a few hundred times... let me see what it is..."
You open the video and gasp as you see the same footage you had kept yourself from watching for so long, except that it started a mere 10 seconds earlier.
...long enough for it to catch the man's hand reach down where it shouldn't have been.
You scroll down to the comments and see everyone realizing what had truly happened. Combined with your post on the issue, the consensus had shifted drastically in just a few hours.
You breathe a sigh of relief as you look up and set down your phone, a huge weight lifted off of your shoulders.
Everyone else quickly catches up, and they share your relief.
"That... went a lot better than I thought," Lily says, pursing her lips.
"Yeah... I'm not complaining, though..." You reply.
"Hmm..." Toast says, a curious tone to his voice.
"Toast? Did you want to say something?" You ask, interested.
"No, nothing..." He replies.
Your eyes narrow as you try to read his expression as he watches the video again, to no avail.
I feel like he's not telling me something...
...
You ring the doorbell, smiling widely. You'd been in a good mood all day since the media storm had been cleared up, and you hoped you could spread some of that to Daph.
"Why are you so happy?" She asks, scoffing, as she swings open the door, revealing a black top and blue jeans that framed her figure nicely.
"...have you been on Twitter the past 24 hours?"
"What, do you think I'm some social media-obsessed snub? Obviously not."
"...oh."
You step inside, and you can barely finish closing the door behind you before Daph moves to you, pushing her lips onto yours as her hands gently hold you in place.
"Daph..."
She pulls away, her face filled with strikingly strong emotion.
"Whoops..." She lets out. "I... sorry."
"Did you... miss me that much?" You tease.
"NO!" She says, a little more forcefully than she intended.
You pull her in again, and she gasps as you kiss her, her tongue instantly melting into yours as you feel her lip gloss brush against you. She instinctively wraps you up in her arms, as one hand moves to the back of your head and the other lands around your waist.
"I think you meant yes..." You tease, making her glare at you.
She mutters under her breath after stepping away, and she leads you further into her place.
"But it's ok, because now there's nothing stopping us from..." Your voice trails off as you remind her of why the two of you had broken off contact in the first place.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to bring that up..."
"It's alright. You're right. There's nothing... stopping us... anymore..." She slowly replies.
Her voice carries a strange tone, but you don't question it.
She frowns and turns around to fill a glass of water for you. Seeing her pouting expression, you sneak up behind her and wrap her in a backward hug, making her almost drop the glass.
"What the-!" Her voice trails off as you lay your chin on her shoulder, warming her back with your body heat.
"You're cute," you say, smiling as she scoffs and turns her head around to look at you.
"Shut up... dumbass."
"Aww, come on... I know you like it..." You tease as you wrap your hands tighter around her waist and gently sway her body, kissing her gently on the neck.
"Stop, please..." She says, her voice becoming slightly frail.
You instantly pull away, concerned.
"No, um... I meant... you can keep doing it if you want..." She stammers out. "I just-"
"Daph?"
"What?"
"What's wrong?" You ask, the expression on her face extremely out of character.
"..."
"..."
"Nothing!" She lies through her clenched jaw.
"If you don't want me to do that, or you just don't like touch... that's fine. But... is that it?" You inquire.
"Are you hungry? I don't know how to cook for shit, but I can try," she asks.
"Daph..."
"Actually, do you want to have sex?" She says with a straight face.
"HUH?" You say, louder than you intended.
She raises her eyebrows, still expecting a response. You freeze, not sure where her question came from.
"Alright, you're taking too long. I'm gonna assume a yes."
She leans into you and kisses you sharply, her hands grabbing yours and placing them on her breasts.
"...Daph?!?" You finally choke out.
She kisses your neck as she gently pushes you back into the living room, and your thoughts melt away as she shoves you onto the sofa and straddles you, her dark-haired beauty well-captured by the lighting.
Her hands tear at your shirt, roughly tugging it off. She dives into your chest, her experienced lips making you shiver with her touch.
"Daph... what are you doing?" You ask, more to yourself. "Are you trying to... distract me?"
She amps up her pace, squatting in front of you and reaching for your belt.
"Daph! Stop! Why don't you want to talk?"
She yanks down your pants and blows cool air onto your cock, her warm fingers quickly hardening it as she begins stroking you.
Despite your efforts to keep your thoughts in line, her skillful handjob quickly tears you away from your focus. She looks you dead in the eyes, her gorgeous gaze making you incapable of resisting.
She lips her lips and lowers her mouth. Her tongue dances around the tip, making your cock twitch inside her mouth. You clench your fist and throw your head back at the feeling, incapable of even thinking about stopping it now that she had started the heavenly experience.
Her small lips wrap tightly around your girth, and she descends, her long neck helping her take in the entirety of your shaft. She grabs your hand and places it on her head, and you push, getting her all the way down to the base.
You groan as she slides back up, gasps for air, and returns, her tight throat managing to please every inch of you at once.
Her hands work wonders below, one hand massaging and gripping your balls while the other caresses your inner thigh, the sensation making you want to blow your load right then.
"Daph..."
"Hmmm?" She hums, the pleasant vibration pushing you even closer to the edge.
"Stop... distracting me... I need to know... what's wrong..." You gasp out between moans.
She pulls off, realizing she couldn't escape.
"Fine. Let's play a game, then..." She says, formulating a plan she was sure she could win.
"You ask yes or no questions. I nod or shake my head to them. Once you cum, I'm done answering."
"...ok..." You say, realizing you probably wouldn't last very long against her.
She starts up again. The brief break had brought you down from the brink of release and given you more time.
"So you... didn't want me to hold you earlier...?" You start, returning to her strange reaction.
She nods, her tongue rubbing against the underside as she does. You clutch the sofa tightly, taking a shaky breath.
"But... you did like it..."
She nods again, and you realize you have to start asking more precise questions, as her pace was only increasing.
"Did you not want to do it because you're not comfortable with me?"
She shakes her head, the rotation letting her tongue reach the sides of your nearly-convulsing shaft.
"Did you do it because you're afraid of something?"
She pauses, freezing for a second. Realizing her mistake, she reluctantly nods and gets back to work.
"Are you afraid of me?"
She shakes her head, her hair violently bobbing as she pushes herself to go even deeper.
"Are you afraid..."
She works with a passion, desperate to get you to a release before you reached the final, inevitable question.
"...that I don't want the same thing you do?"
Her fists squeeze your thighs out of exertion, but she nods, staying true to her word of answering truthfully until you came.
You feel yourself finally reaching the edge, and you know there isn't much time.
Right as you feel a familiar sensation in your loins, you focus all your energy on your final question.
"Are you afraid... I won't love you like you love me?"
You burst, finally feeling a reality-shattering wave of euphoria as you release yourself into Daph's mouth, where she takes in every last drop of it. Her hair covers her face, and she doesn't look up at you.
You pant as you slowly come down from your high.
"...daph..." You say after recovering. "Look at me, please..."
You reach forward and pick up her chin, gasping as you see a few tears gently begin streaming down her face.
She gravely nods, finally answering your last question.
"Daph..."
"I know I'm stupid, you don't need to tell me..." You whimpers.
"No, you're no-"
"I shouldn't feel things like this," she mutters to herself.
"Do you really... love me?" You ask.
"...not yet. But... when you stand behind me like that... and kiss me like that... I can't help but feel... like I'm getting closer to loving you..." She says, finally letting every vulnerable thought out.
"And you think I won't ever love you?"
"...Not as much as the other girls you're with. Could you really love me... amongst all of them?" She asks, her words striking you deeply.
You pause for a moment, seriously considering her words.
"I think so. I could still love you, Daph, no matter who else is in my life. You're not comparable to anyone else. And you're right, we don't love each other yet. We still have a lot to do together. But I want to do it all with you. I want to see what could come from this - what we could become from this."
She stands up, a few more tears beginning to flow.
"Then start by fucking me, you idiot," she says, managing a playful grin through her tears.
She tears off her clothes and straddles you, both of you looking at each other with a newfound commitment in your eyes.
"Are you sure you actually want... to love me one day? " She asks as she grips your cock and lowers herself. "Cause I'm kind of a bitch."
You chuckle, a small smile growing on her face as she sees it.
"I would regret it forever if I didn't at least try."
She scoffs at your charming words, but you can tell she believes them.
You both groan as she slides down and bottoms out on your cock, her hips resting on yours as she gently sways her hips back and forth to adjust.
After a few seconds, she lifts her hips up and plants them down, both of you gripping each other tightly.
You grab onto Daph's firm ass to help her bounce up and down, and she wraps her arms around your neck as she continues riding you.
Quickly getting over the emotional rollercoaster you both had been through, Daph's mischievous nature begins to shine through as she teases you.
From gently biting your neck to squeezing her walls around your cock, she continually surprises you, and your grip on her weakens from the pleasure.
"...you like that?" She whispers, her hair tickling your ear as she leans in close.
You nod, your mouth occupied by the soft flesh of her breasts. Your hands grope her side and rear, and she pushes your hands further, wanting more of your touch.
"Mmm, keep doing that... good boy..."
A shiver travels down your spine as she speaks, her sultry affirmation giving you a strangely pleasurable sensation.
"Ooh, you looove that, don't you..." She giggles.
You turn slightly red, not sure how to respond.
"I always knew you had a thing for that... for being mine... to play with..."
Another shiver runs down your spine, and she notices, smoothly sliding her fingers to your jaw and lifting up your chin, her powerful, lustful gaze overpowering you.
You feel yourself getting to the brink, and her fit body keeps up the pace, her breasts bouncing around in the air.
"...you're my toy, you know that...?" Her voice starts getting shaky as she nears her own orgasm, your cock stretching her out and bringing her to the edge faster than she expected.
"You're my fucking boytoy... and you love it..." Her words start to slur as you begin thrusting your hips upward into her and wrap your arms around her to hold her in place.
"~~ah~~ FUCK!" She moans as she holds on tight, ready for you to push you to a sweet release.
You feel yourself quickly approaching a simultaneous orgasm, and Daph moaning into your ear only pushes you further.
"yes, yes, yes..." she whimpers as you pump her into a blinding orgasm. Her walls constrict and pump you until you burst inside her, filling her up as she squeezes you tightly.
You both take a minute to relax, and Daph leans forward, resting her head on the crook of your neck.
"So..." You start, gently combing her hair back behind her ear. "About dinner, maybe-"
"Wait, you're done?"
"You're... not?" You ask hesitantly.
"I mean..." She shrugs. "I could go for another..."
"...oh...." You say, unsure of whether the same was true for you.
"Oh, don't worry... I know exactly what to do to get that fat cock up and at it again..."
"Daph! Wha-! Don't call it-!"
She throws her head back and bursts out laughing, an expression that looked amazing on her.
You shake your head, holding back a giggle.
"But I meant what I said. I know you love when I talk down to you..." She says, a smug grin on her face.
"Come on, I don't-"
"Yes you do! Don't deny it!" She retorts.
"I mean, I don't love it..."
"Then prove it," she says, leaning in.
"How?"
"Let me tell you how much you're a good boy... and my little personal fucktoy... and how I want to just use you to fucking get me off..."
You break eye contact and clear your throat, looking anywhere but at her hardened gaze.
"Come on... I know you want me... and if you can promise to be a really good boy... I'll let you put it in my ass..." She continues, deriving great satisfaction from how flustered you were getting.
Before you know it, her hand grips your cock, and she turns around, reverse straddling you as she strokes you up to full height.
"Hmm, I guess it worked, eh? Oh, you precious thing. You'd make such a good slut..."
You gasp at her unexpected words, but still find yourself getting turned on, her degradation making you feel a host of unfamiliar feelings.
She sits up, her legs only slightly shaking as she reaches a hand back to massage her asshole, preparing it for you.
You admire her body from behind, noting how her soft, smooth skin was accentuated by her perfect curves.
You brush her hair out of the way, exposing her tender neck. You lean forward to suck on it, and she yelps, surprised.
"Oh! Couldn't even wait a few seconds, huh? ~Ohh~, fuck, you're good at that..."
She aligns your cock with her butthole and sits down, a small whimper escaping her lips as you begin to stretch her out.
She bites her lip as she descends further, and you hold her, reaching around to massage her breasts.
Her insides feel airtight around your cock, and the friction is immense.
She finally bottoms out, and you have to hold back from going wild, your lust making you impatience.
"Now that that's done..." She says, twisting her head around and smiling. "Give me a show, slut."
Needing no more encouragement, you grab the voluminous flesh of her ass and thrust up into it, making her squeal as you begin to ravage her delicate insides.
She squeezes her eyes shut as she forces herself to swallow a scream, the pain and pleasure mixing into a euphoric experience.
"Oh, SHIT, yes... fuck me, you fucking whore..."
You continue thrusting as she bounces at your pace, her butt jiggling multiple times with each impact.
You continue gently biting her neck, Daph's moans egging you on. You hold her hips and waist for better leverage, and she relaxes in your arms, letting you take control from below.
"...fuck... please... more..." She begs, the ecstasy making her forget about her dominating act.
You slam her hips down on yours, making her convulse as she reaches the edge of another orgasm.
Both of you, now nearly exhausted, wildly thrust in whatever way your sweaty bodies can move, your hands and lips groping every inch of skin they touched.
"yesyesyesyes... fuck, FUCK, YES!" Daph cries out as she hits her final climax, a mere second before you do.
Your bodies tighten and spasm from the final shockwave of release as you empty yourself deep inside her, thrusting a few more times.
You lay back, your muscles fatigued. Your vision becomes blurry from the exertion, and your heart is pounding.
"Damn... that was..." You say. You try to lift Daph off of you, but your arms are too weak.
She slowly stands up on quivering legs, still barely processing anything after the mind-blowing finish.
She collapses back onto you, loosely wrapping her arms around your neck for support.
"Come on, let's take a shower. We both need it," you remark, still panting.
She silently nods and holds out her arms as you stand up.
Your forearms complain as you pick her up and sling her onto your back, but you manage to do it.
You hustle into the bathroom, setting her down and breathing a sigh of relief as the cold water hits both of you.
"So..." She finally says after a minute, leaning her head onto the shower wall. "You wanna do this again tomorrow?"
...
"You know, I never did tell you about Kimi..." You say, relaxing on Daph's couch with her laying on your chest, scrolling through her phone.
She looks up, interested. "Right..." She giggles. "That's why you came over in the first place..."
"Ha. Well, I would've wanted to see you anyway..." You say, kissing her on the forehead faster than she could scoff and pull away.
"I told Aria about what happened... and she went to talk to Kimi," you begin. "One thing led to another, and we met in person, with Aria and Miyoung there beside me. She... said she wanted me to forgive her."
Daph furrows her brows, clearly doubting the girl's intentions.
"And I told her that she would have to tell everyone what she did. I didn't expect her to even consider it for a second... but she did."
"Oh... wow," she finally replies. "So... do you forgive her?"
"...no. I can't, not yet. Maybe a little... but I just don't get it. I don't get why she did all of that..."
Daph looks down, a solemn expression on her face.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"...i was a part of it, too..." She reminds herself. From the expression on her face, you can see how much she's beaten herself up over it.
You wrap your arms around her shoulders and pull her in. "It's not your fault. You didn't know what would happen."
"No, I was selfish! I didn't know or care about you at all... she was willing to give me a lot, and I didn't care about what would happen to you..."
"But you turned against her when it mattered. So I forgive you," you resolutely decide.
...I'm still really sorry..." She says, her vulnerable side coming out once more.
...
You kiss Daph on the lips, both of you not wanting to leave so soon, but knowing that life had to go on.
You pull away and head for the door. You reach for the handle and twist.
You jump backward in shock, tripping over your own feet as you see the similarly surprised figure at the door, her hand an inch from the doorbell.
Daph yelps and runs up to you, concerned.
She gasps as she sees the figure at the door.
"Kimi..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you... would both be..." Kimi says, turning her gaze away from you to the floor.
"It's ok... um..." Daph hesitates, trying to maintain her stoic demeanor. "You never told me you were coming..."
"Yeah, sorry. I just wanted to talk to you. And... apologize."
"...ok. Come inside, I guess."
She nods and cautiously enters.
You walk out, your gaze briefly meeting hers.
The brief light of hope in her eyes diminishes as you silently continue out the door and to your car, where you finally exhale a deep sigh and prepare to head home.
As you peacefully drive home, your thoughts return to the day.
Well, today went better than I expected it to.
Eh, there's still time. I shouldn't jinx it.
As you park your car, a vibration from your phone alerts you, and you pick up, holding the phone to your ear.
"Imane?"
"..."
"Hello? You there?"
"...he's suing. And as it turns out... he's not exactly a nobody. I'll explain later - come back home now," she says with a tired voice.
"..."
"..."
You hang up the phone.
Fuck me.