fancy seeing you here

Piper looked up when she heard the voice speaking to her. For a moment, in the shadows, she thought it was Noah. “Noa-,” she stopped when she realized he was taller. She leaned back against the chair. “Ah, no worried there,” she said as she reached down beside and held up another bottle, “brought a back up. So, that offer you made me, goes for you too, okay?” part of her wanted to introduce herself, the other part didn’t care if he knew her name or she learned his. She was empty at the moment, and she wasn’t sure what it was going to take to bring her back to life. “What’s your poison,” she asked?

It never happened. || Dapril

For the better part of the year, there was one thing Daniel wanted. One person. Her name was April. Last night he’d gotten more than he could have ever hoped for -- her submission. Her body was perfect. Her soft little moans were perfect. The look of pleasure on her face was perfect. He couldn’t stop thinking about it all. He’d already had two classes today and he missed them completely because he was too busy daydreaming. His biggest worry was about what would happen to their friendship after what happened, though. He didn’t want to lose that. Head down in deep thought, he realized someone was next to him. It was funny how she was so familiar to him that he knew who she was just by the feeling of her presence. Almost too nervous to look up, when their eyes met he couldn’t help but to return the small smile. ”Hey, Princess.”

He’s just...gone.

As much as Daniel loved human interaction and spending time with other people, some nights he just wanted to be alone. Tonight was one of them. Armed with his own bottle of whiskey, his plan was to just float around in the pool and drink until he’d had enough isolation and was ready to go back to the dorms. Once he neared the water however, it seemed someone else was already occupying the space. He would have turned and walked away, but with such little light, he wasn’t sure if she’d seen him or not. If she had, it would have been rude to simply walk away. “If your bottle runs dry here’s another one for you. Sorta looks like you could use it,” he said, moving a bit closer and seeing that she wasn’t exactly enjoying the nighttime breeze.

Do you tell that to all of them? Thank you though.

No, but depending on how well it works with you, I might start. For you though, I meant it.

She wasn’t naked, but why did she feel like she was? His eyes were all on her and the shy little girl in Davina reappeared on the surface. The petite brunette captured her lower lip between her teeth and looked down, which was probably the worse idea ever, because her gaze fell on the bulge in his boxers. After a few seconds she noticed the torn dress on the floor, which made her feel so damn sexy, so damn vulnerable in his arms. “One kiss.” She whispered right after he accepted their deal, watching him carefully. Her heart rate picked up the moment he stepped closer to her, making her forget about all the reasons why what they were doing was wrong and against everything April believed in. Eyes closed, chest lifting slowly up and down, lips slightly puckered…she was ready for one “last” kiss. His fingers were sliding up her body, going over every little curve and resting on her hips. And then he just took her hand and guided her towards the bed. “Danny…” Hеr voice left her partly opened lips, even though she let him to control her completely. She thought he was going to push her on the bed, but instead he just kissed her. Gently. Softly. Consuming her in all the right ways…in all the wrong ways. The kiss was tearing her apart from the inside out.

This was so surreal. All of the times he’d imagined this or dreamed it, that’s all he really thought it would be -- a dream. Even after he urged the school to consider her application it was still a long shot in his mind. Nothing could have confirmed it more than the past five minutes. She tried so desperately to leave, she must’ve known she’d give in to the feelings she harbored if she stayed. He was just thankful he’d been able to stop her from going.

Yeah, thanks for the offer. But I’m alright.

Pretty. Silent. Those eyes. I don’t believe I’ve ever met a girl like you. -- I mean that in the best way possible, in case that wasn’t clear.

Oh… Okay… Uh… I’m just used to addressing masters like that… Well… I uh… I am here for whatever you need… That’s my purpose here…

See Spencer, I’m extremely tempted to ask you take care of my needs, but seeing as I want to be sure I’m not forcing you into anything, I’m going to need you to prove to me that you’d be okay with doing anything I ask of you...

Yeah, it’s probably your face, voice and persona in general, cupcake.

Oh, I get it. You’re annoyed by how attractive I am. You’re pretty hot, yourself there blondie.

Another peck on the lips, another brush of his naked chest against hers, another moment of his breath on her skin…no, she couldn’t enjoy this, couldn’t like this. She had rejected him before, she had never thought of him in that way, never even considered the slim chance of them being together like that. “You are being you again. Manipulating me into thinking I want this…I…I d-don’t…want it, Danny.” She half-stuttered, half-whispered under her breath. April finally looked up at him, finding it difficult to focus only on his eyes. “This place is my Hell. It cannot be changed and morphed into anything else. I curse the day I stepped inside this school.” The petite brunette said more firmly now, but he pushed her harder against the wooden door…like Daniel had this change of approach all of the sudden. The way he grabbed her ass made Prill jump slightly, which only resulted in their lips meeting again for a second. “Danny, please…it was a mistake. I shouldn’t have done that, shouldn’t have kissed you back or told you anything…just…” Fingers travelling up her thigh now, making her shiver and melt into his arms. Next second she knows, he had ripped her dress in two, buttons flying everywhere. Her white, lace lingerie was now all up for him to see. “I don’t think what I want right now is the right thing.” She placed one hand on his chest, while her other one cupped his cheek. “Just one last kiss and you let me go? Deal?” She knew that if there was another kiss, it was going to be followed up by a second a third. She knew he wasn’t going to let her go and that she was going to leave this room. She knew it all, but decided that lying to both of them was better than saying the truth out loud.

Part of him wondered if he was doing the wrong thing when he heard her protests. He wouldn’t force himself on her, he didn’t have it in him to do that to anyone, especially someone he cared about so much, but her words made it seem like that’s exactly what he was doing. Or maybe the lady doth protest too much. After all, she’s the one who told him about her desire. She’s the one who kissed him back. She didn’t have to do either of those things, but where her mind told her no, her body told her yes, didn’t it? He’d bet anything on that. Watching her jump at his touch was something he’d longed for, and it only proved him right. It only made the moment more perfect when their lips brushed. Dropping the torn dress to the floor, Daniel had to take a moment to stare. He’d seen her in bikinis before, and the sight was remarkable, but in this moment, in her lingerie, it made it impossible for him to stay away for any longer. “Sometimes right and wrong isn’t so black and white. Sometimes it doesn’t matter. But this... This is so right.” What was right and wrong anyway? Lying to give someone want they want, or forgoing every instinct and denying how they felt because of some sense of duty to tell the truth? Daniel made his decision without a second thought. “Deal. Just one last kiss,” he reassured her. Stepping close again, he lowered his head so their foreheads touched. His hand trailed up her thigh, fingers hooking her panties ever so slight as he continued to drag them up, settling them on the bare skin of her waist. He was going to spend every moment he could memorizing every bit of flesh she had. Just when he was about to go in for the kiss, he hesitated. No, he couldn’t let this be against the door. It was basically inviting her to leave from the moment they were to pull apart. Instead, he took her hand in his and gave it a light tug as he started to move. “Let’s make it one to remember.” He stopped once he neared the bed, his calf brushing the mattress. Their hands together, he gave hers a tender squeeze as he leaned in. This time when he kissed her, it was more gentle than it’d ever been, slowly building that flame of desire again. His hands eventually let go of hers in favor of resting on her hips, pulling them against his own, and pulling her down on top of him when he dropped back onto the bed. Lips still locked in that ‘last’ kiss, he flipped things around, finding himself on top of her. One arm pressed the bed next to her head, propping him up above her, the other rested on her ribs, fingers toying with the bottom of her bra. He finally broke the kiss. “Still want to leave?”

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what has gotten over me…it will pass, I swear I don’t want to make this hard for you…or me for that matter.” She said, feeling shivers up and down her whole body. Electricity going through every fibre in ever single cell as she felt his arm moving on her lower back, pressing her towards him. “N-no, Danny, don’t-” She got cut mid sentence, as he leaned in and crushed his lips into hers. Prill wrapped her arms around his neck by instinct and unlike the first time he tried to kiss her, a bit over 6 months ago, now the girl returned the kiss with all she had. Her mind was hazy, nothing was right and nothing was making sense anymore. Prill and Daniel had slowly switched positions and now the girl was pressed against the door, the boy hovering over her, drinking her in in every definition of the word. After a few long minutes she finally found some strength and pushed him away. “No.” Her whisper echoed through-out the room. “We can’t, our friendship, this school…no.” If only she knew he was the reason she was here, that he had paid her scholarship and actually told the school to think over her application, she would’ve been running away from him. However, even though what she was saying, her fingers were still clutching his shirt ever so slightly.

To feel her arms around his neck, to feel her kiss back... It was more than Daniel ever could have expected. It was undoubtedly the greatest feeling he’d ever had. It lasted too. Everything he’d dreamed of was becoming reality in that moment, but he needed more, so he turned things around and put her back against the door. The taste of her lips drove him mad. He felt her pushing against him, so he let her push him away for a moment. They might as well catch their breath. “We haven’t had a friendship in six months. This school doesn’t have to be a living hell anymore.” He couldn’t ever let her learn that he was the reason she had been through all of that pain. “We can make this place better for each other. I can make this place better for you.” He closed the space between them again, a tender kiss pressed against her lips. Then he heard her voice echoing in his mind, the name ‘Adam’ rolling off of her tongue. Daniel was going to show her that Adam was only a stepping stone on her way to him. He pressed against her harder, more roughly. There was a new aggression to his touch. One hand cupped her ass, the other gripped her dress by her shoulder. She said she wanted her clothes ripped off and he was going to oblige. His hand traveled down her thigh, and back up, under the clothing this time, resting on her bare abdomen underneath. He gripped the dress from the inside, and gave both hands a brief -- and firm -- tug away from each other, the dress tearing in the front to reveal what’s underneath. “I can give you what want, Princess.”

“I came here to see you, because I thought you have changed…I thought you have started to see me just as a friend again, but you haven’t, Daniel. Instead of trying to find me a way out of this place, you are calmly taking showers and speaking to me as if the last few months haven’t existed. Well…they did. I hate this place and I came here to talk to my friend and…he…he isn’t my friend anymore.” Prill almost shouted in his face, wanting nothing more but to stop holding her breath and finally take a nice, long breath without worrying that something she might say could hurt Danny and vice versa. However the way he jumped to stop her, almost made the brunette scream. He leaned against the door so roughly, that he almost went through it. Daniel grabbed her by her waist the last second, preventing himself from crashing over her slim body. “What do you think you’re doing?” She raised her hand in order to slap him, but he caught her wrist in mid air. “I…I’m not scared, why would I be? You’re not like the others, you’re not a true Owner. I just…” Her chest was touching his bare one and if she was to look up, their noses would definitely brush against each other. “…maybe it’s because I am surrounded by sex or maybe it’s because I miss Adam…or maybe I am searching for a way to forget what Thomas did to me. I don’t know. All I know is that I want you to rip off my clothes and that’s not right. It’s not me. I’m not feeling myself…so I need to get away from you. Let me go…please.”

If I get you out, then I’ve lost you for good. That’s what he wanted to say, but he didn’t. He didn’t say anything at all. He just looked down and tried not to let the pain he felt show on his face. He wasn’t her friend anymore. He couldn’t be. There’d never be a part of him that didn’t want her, which meant he could never be her friend again. That realization would break him if he let it sink in. Luckily, he didn’t have the time. Standing with her against him, he got very jelous of one man and very angry at another, though he tried to hide it. “What did Thomas...?” He whispered ever so faintly, and trailed off, shaking his head. Even if she heard the sounds, she probably wouldn’t be able to make out what he said. If he ever met that bastard... Did she just say she wanted him to rip her clothes off? “April, you shouldn’t have told me that.” He swallowed hard. This was the moment of truth. After this, she might hate him for the rest of her life... or she might not. It was a chance that he needed to take, on the slimmest possibility that there was something good that would come out of this. He started to trail his hand up her side. “I’m going to let you go. If you still want to leave once I’m through.” Hand just below her cheek, thumb caressing her jaw, he leaned in. When their lips connected, he knew he’d found his addiction, and he’d never stop looking for his next high.

His grip tightened even more around her wrist, his eyes darkened and some kind of anger or maybe fear washed over his face. “That’s not the point, D. Putting clothes on isn’t the point…kissing my forehead and holding me close is.” April sucked in a breath, her brows raising slightly, as her lips twitched and formed a perfect ‘O’. “As an Owner? Are you kidding me? You can’t d-do that…you can’t order me. I’m not a robot!” The brunette pulled even harder on his grip and finally managed to get away, almost falling on the bed. She quickly got up and pushed Daniel away from her. “I want you to let me go. That’s all I want, because I can’t stay in this room…with you…okay?” With that she just walked quickly towards the door, making a run for it, making a run far away from Daniel. Whatever she was feeling was wrong and she just couldn’t stand it.

“Then I won’t do that, alright? We can sit on opposite ends of the room, I just don’t want you to leave.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he felt horrible. A sick feeling immediately washed over his body. Was she really so repulsed by Daniel that he had to beg for her to spend more than a minute in the same room as him? It was a far cry from the closeness they used to have between them. It was his fault that it was gone. His fault that the best friend he’d ever had couldn’t stand to breathe the same air as him for more than a moment. He felt weak. Her words stabbed like daggers, but he deserved every bit of the pain for even trying to control her. If that was the case though, why did he sprint to make it to her before she left the room? He just barely stopped himself from crashing into her. Instead, his shoulder slammed against the door after he used his other arm to wrap around her waist and pull her out of the way of being smashed between his body and the exit she wanted to use so badly. He was surprised he didn’t go crashing right through. Instead, April was in his arms, pulled tightly against his body as he leaned on the wood. There were only centimeters between their faces, so he didn’t raise his voice above a whisper. “I know you’re not scared of me, because you know I’d never hurt you. So what’s the real reason you’re so eager to get out of here?”