⊹ ࣪ ˖ ໒꒱ for the entire time you’ve known your loser!bf ness, you’ve never seen him get so jealous until now?
you'd only been 'officially' dating for a few months now. your lover is a quiet and calm person; someone who is so cute and caring. he's attentive to you and occasionally plans out your dates meticulously so that everything is perfect for his 'lovely girl'. sex with him was so gentle and great. if you wanted him to be rougher, he'd do it (even if he didn’t manhandle you like you wanted sometimes…he was just too nice).
if you wanted it to be vanilla, then he'd do it too. he was perfect!
alexis didn't have much of a temper either, but communicated his feelings to you if he had any concerns. however, you couldn't help but notice a shift in his demeanor.
initially, you assumed it was because of his new t.a. position for 'intro to european literature' that stressed him out. at your university, it was a rather difficult class and he was sure to be bombarded with emails.
but then, you noted how, ever since kaiser began interacting with you, that he's been... rather aggressive. not towards you—god no—but towards kaiser.
michael kaiser was a fucking asshole—he ran through people like they were cigarettes and yet, of course, he had to find out about the girlfriend of his 'best friend'. kaiser barely found out you two were official a few weeks ago, it was like a flip switched. he went from being indifferent to you, to acting like you were a new conquest of his that he wanted to take to his bed.
for the new semester, you happened to have intro to behavioral economics with both kaiser and your boyfriend—and of course, you sat between them. he was flirtatious as hell, anyone could see it. and it was clear he was trying to push your boyfriend's buttons.
"such a pretty blouse you have on, n/n... your boyfriend got it for you?" he'd say it in a tone that mocked and mimicked ness' usual gentle cadence and soft pronunciation of syllables. only thing was? they were laced with malice. it was like you were caught in between crossfire. especially today.
"mm, it was a gift for my lovely girl. why, kaiser? plan to get it for whatever girl of the week you have?"
kaiser laughed almost bitterly. lecture was over, and the three of you were packing up to leave when this was happening. throughout the long speech your professor was giving about his dissertation relating to today's topic, kaiser was playing with your hair, complimenting your perfume, even analyzing your manicure (that happened to have your boyfriend's initial on the ring finger).
"well, you usually have such great taste, alexis. but the color seems to wash her out, no?" (he was lying through his teeth—ness RESEARCHED what colors fit your skin tone and undertone).
"ahh, well... she seemed to have no complaints about it when i received my thanks this morning... my baby can be quite thankful." alexis’ jaw clenched and he narrowed his eyes at kaiser. a smug smile settled on your boyfriend’s face and he lifted his pierced eyebrow.
and then, the michael kaiser, who's expression was always smug and 'all-knowing' shifted to one of disgust, amusement, and shock.
who knew that your loser!bf ness, could be such a damn pervert—and a jealous one at that. clearly not michael. he looked at you with his eyes narrowed, then at ness, nodded hesitantly, and left with the tips of his ears flushed red.
then, it was like all his confidence disappeared and he looked at you with a look of horror, his cheeks becoming flushed, and his glasses fogging up. “baby, i’m so sorry—! he wouldn’t shut the fuck up and i—!”
you smiled at him, kissing his cheek and leaving a shimmery pink mark in its wake. “it’s okay, lex. i would have done the same thing.”
"but my…i didn't know you could get so jealous, baby..."
he gulped, looking down at your matching chucks with pink and purple beads on your laces and your favorite colored beads on his.
he was embarrassed. very…
“wanna make it up to me?”
ness slowly looked up, playing with his snake bite piercing and was going to nod until you spoke again.
“or i can always ask mihya?” and it was like you unleaded a monster.
you took him to your apartment like any other day—and let him do whatever he wanted. the idea of him being so angry…so jealous…turned you on.
the edges of your lips curved to a smile, eyes locked on how utterly pathetic alexis appeared before you, hickies blossoming on the pale of his neck and smeared lipgloss on his lips and cheeks. the two of you were stripped down to nothing, and after fucking you on the couch, your bed, and the island counter of your kitchen, he’s now bending you over the bathroom sink.
you really shouldn’t have underestimated him…he can be quite the pervert…and quite the slut.
he licked a stripe on your neck, arms wrapped around your tummy and slamming you onto his cock with a loud thwop! “you sure threatening to ask mihya was a good call? mihya, my ass.”
“what a fucking tease you are, n/n…fuck…yet such a damn slut for my cock.”
you shrugged your shoulder instinctively, feeling his warm tongue piercing on your flushed skin and letting eye contact in the mirror, already fogging up. his glasses were off, abandoned a long time ago and strands of his dyed hair were sticking to his forehead.
your back was pressed against his hard chest and your ass slammed against his firm thighs while his weeping cock bullied your cervix so damn good.
“lex, baby, i love youuuu and your fucking—god— cock-!” you slurred as if you inebriated from his dick, hiccuping from your crying as you squirted for the nth time on his cock. “i’m only yours, lexy, all yours.”
his cock twitched and balls tensed against you, with your boyfriend letting out a damn whimper as he spilled inside you. he held you, lashes fluttering as he looked at the mirror and saw you sobbing.
ness’ breath hitched, turning you around and lifting you to sit on the sink. he wiped your tears with a napkin and you could tell how his own eyes began to water and his voice began to tremble. “baby, i’m so sorry! i didn’t mean to make you cry—i’m so sorry i must be the biggest asshole in the world, i—”
you smiled, leaning to kiss him on the cheek. “y’know…i really do need to make you more jealous often. you were so rough—it was the best thing ever.”
he pouted, flushed again and looking away. “please don’t do that. i feel bad…”
