#tctos

You know, it really sucks being me some days. I mean, you’d think that having the ability to turn people into your very own personal slaves with a single touch would be so cool, but in reality it was torture for me. Being so shut off from the rest of the world was absolutely miserable, it was lonely and sad. Today was just the kind of day that I couldn’t handle it. I retreated back to the only place that I knew I would be ok, or better yet the person.

Nicholas Scratch, my absolute best friend. The playboy of the academy, and longtime crush. No matter how hard I tried to get over this boy, I never could. I needed solace and comfort, and he was always there for me when I needed it. So, when I told Nick that I needed his time, he was more than happy to oblige. 

The two of us sat in his room as his hands toyed with some sort of object, as I sat upside down with my legs and feet against the wall and my back to the bed. I let out a large sigh as my head once again hit the bed as I continuously smashed my head against the sheets in a futile attempt to gain some sense of calm.

“So, what’s going on?

“What’s going on?” I said, “What’s going on is that I cannot touch a single living being without making it my personal slave and I hate it! Do you know how insane it feels? Not being able to do all the normal things that a person should do, like hugging or having a real relationship, it sucks, ok?” Nick gave me a look, it was soft and nice, with that gleam of wickedness that was an ever present constant in his eyes.

“I don’t think that it will prevent you from dating, Y/N,” he said, turning back and forth in his chair. 

“Yeah, I think it will. I mean, I’m a witch. Witches are so inherently sexual that it’d be nearly impossible to find someone who didn’t expect me to put out. The worst part is that I want to too, but I physically can’t without making them virtually a sex slave.” I let out a scream in frustration about the whole situation.

“Y/N, there are ways to have sex without touching eachother, you know that, right? Also I know plenty of people who would love to have you as their special somebody, you should also know that,” he said, with that classic shit eating grin on his face. 

“Oh yeah, then who? Who would? Because I can’t think of a single person, really,” I told him, my eyes rolling and I watched from my upside down point of view as his face blushed and he looked as awkward as a person physically can be. Nick was never this awkward or scared, never. He was the confident, cool, and collected king of the students at the Academy.  This was definitely a first. 

His hands fidgeted around with the object even more furiously as he tried to formulate his response. “Well, there is someone, this one guy I know, who’s been absolutely in love with you for the longest time, like since you got here. He’s been absolutely infatuated with you, but you’ve never seemed to notice, now tell me. Does this guy have a chance?”

“Well who is this mystery guy?” I asked him, winking in his direction. He moved closer to me and my breath quickened, scared because of how close he was. 

“I think you already know.”

This would have been the normal moment where a normal person would kiss the other, but instead I grabbed his hand with my gloved one and squeezed. My face twisted into a perfect smile and my eyes lit up. It was the kind of moment that came out of a fairy tale, the rebel girl never gets the guy, it’s just facts, but not this time.

“Hey Nick,” I said, giving him a bit of a smirk, “Do you think you can show me how to do this whole, sex without touching thing?” Nick leaned back in his chair, and immediately tore his shirt from his body. My eyes widened as I raked my eyes over his bare chest, over the chiseled divets in his chest. I did the same, throwing my shirt to the floor, exposing myself, along with the gloves coming off as well. Nick groaned at the sight and it just turned me on even more. 

His pants began to come off, and I started to rub myself through my leggings. I watched as his cock sprung free from his jeans, and I moaned out at the sight. It was big and thick, and so very arousing. I teasingly unclasped my bra, and slowly slid my bra off of my arms. 

Nick had his hand around his cock, his eyes boring into me, small moans and groans spilling from his mouth. I couldn’t wait any longer, and I kicked my leggings right off of my legs, and yet again teasingly slipping off my panties. My hand trailed down my body towards my core, while my other hand began to toy with my lift breast, squeezing and rolling my nipple between my fingers. 

We both watched each other so intently, both of us so desperate, but just the simple action of watching each other was so intimate. We both chased our orgasms in unison, his hand moving at the same time as mine delved into my core. 

Loud whiny noises continued to come out of me as the knot in my stomach began to grow and tighten. I looked into his eyes, and a knowing look was returned. I let the heel of my hand brush against my clit as I continued to fuck myself onto my fingers, staring at Nick’s face as his hand sped up, moving faster against his dick. I couldn’t help but let go.  My body shook violently as I came all over my fingers, watching hungrily as I watched Nick came all over his own.