June.

She will be the death of me.

And the little smirk she sends my way every time we lock eyes, makes it obvious that she is well aware of her effect. I mean, Mavis in a dress? Gorgeous. Mavis in sweatpants and a street racing jacket? Smocking hot. I was already dying just thinking of her, but then she pull up and kiss me like she hadn't seen me in days, really killed me.

And don't even let me talk about how it feels having her be so protective over me, it's like I'm on cloud nine. But I'm also worried sick that she might flip out when she hits her, like she did last time. I don't want her to go into a self-destructive spiral again because of me. But somehow, her little smile after she told me to not worry put me a little bit more at ease.

And maybe she won't hit the girl? Even though she deserves it and if I was a girl I would have punched her myself. She respects no boundaries whatsoever.

"Let's play truth or dare!" Kalea exclaimed excitedly. It was weird, I never thought Mavis would get along with a girl like Kalea. And I don't mean it in a bad way, it's just that Kalea is the outgoing kind, very extrovert, and always cheerful. Until you mess with her or her boyfriend, and then she got a temper just as nasty as Mavis's.

But maybe that's what Mavis needs, an extroverted girlfriend that gets her out of her zone. And that's what she is doing right now, if it was for Mavis, she would have already hit the girl and called it a night. But Kalea said they could make it fun, and what she meant by fun was act nice to the girl, then bully her. The energy is so passive-aggressive, that it's scary.

Girls are scary in general.

But my girl is scarier. The girl (whose name is Maggie) spin the bottle and Mavis who is sitting right on her left stopped the bottle on her, and even though it wasn't her turn, Kalea asked, "truth or dare?" Maggie looked confused for a second, and mumbled "truth?"

"Is it true you got your dress from a whorehouse trash can?" Kalea's smile is frightening. And the girl was so stunned, that she couldn't even form an answer, and Mavis was already talking, "she probably got it from shein, it looks just as cheap as her,"

Maggie's mouth fell agape, just like everyone else in the room, Some guys were looking at me like are you hearing what we are hearing, and I just shrug it off. They are just getting started.

Kalea was the only one laughing when Maggie asked "Excuse me? What did you just say?"

Kalea looked at Mavis, their eyes shining with amusement and mischief, "is she deaf?"

"Maybe that's why she couldn't hear them say no,"

"What the fuck are you talking about?" she shrieks, getting annoyed. But Mavis and Kalea ignore her, and kept speaking like she wasn't sitting between them, "do you smell that?"

"It's been reeking off her since she sat down, what do you think it is?" Kalea scooted away in disgust, and Mavis chuckled, "you can't know, she is a cum dumpster, might be some other stuff on her too,"

Oh God.

Kalea burst out laughing, tears coming to her eyes even, while the girl stands abruptly, red face from embarrassment or anger, "you bitch,"
Mavis doesn't look fazed at all, leaning back on her chair with and lazy evil smile, "what? You're not having fun?

"Harassing people is fun for her, not the other way," kalea stood up next, towering over Maggie, the humor wiped off her face. "It's not that amusing now is it?"

"I didn't harass anyone," she retorts back through gritted teeth,

"Oh, so you're not only a whore but a liar too," Kalea isn't holding back anymore, and when I look at Ivan, I found him already staring at me, silently asking if we should step in yet or not? I don't know, I don't want to lose an eye in the crossfire.

Mavis gets up, her eyes fell on me for a second before going back to the girl. But Maggie caught the interaction and something to down on her, and she smiles, "oh my God, is he your boyfriend? Is this what this is about?"

Mavis glare but doesn't say anything, "you think I was trying to steal him? I mean he is a cute thing, but not my type," she leans closer to Mavis and whispers something in her ear, and I could see the shift in her stance, how rigid she got, and just before I got up Mavis's fist was already colliding with Maggie's face.

A bunch of shouts erupted, the girl lays on the floor holding her bloody nose while Mavis and Kalea still loom over her. I try to reach out for Mavis's arm but she shrugs it off, "back off," she doesn't spare me a glance, her fists are still clenched as she told her, "stand up,"

"Bro stop your girl, she looks like she is about to kill her," Ivan whispers to me, and yes she might kill her but she would look beautiful doing it. I might have some issues. I send him a look. "She will kill me if I try to stop her,"

Even with a bloody nose and crying, Maggie still stood up. Jamie rushed to my side, he looks like he is having fun, "she got some balls standing up again," yeah gotta have guts to do that.

"Apologies," Mavis snarled, and Maggie found the strength to laugh, but winced as she did. "You're delusional, you know I could have fucked him if I really wanted to,"

And there goes the second punch straight to her guts. She hollers as she doubles over, Kalea pushes her down with her leg and steps on her hands, with high heels. She screams, and Mavis crouches downs to speak to her, "try something like that again and I will make sure you won't be able to touch someone else again,"

"Fuck," I don't know who said it, but that's damn right. Fuck. I'm as hard as a rock. It's official, I definitely have issues. She stands, turns around and I'm standing just a foot away. "Let's go,"

She grabs my arm and about to drag us out of here, when Maggie is screaming again, "you crazy bitch, I will sue you,"

"Oh shut up," Kalea say, bending slightly over to look her in the eyes, "my daddy is a lawyer, and my mom? A judge," her face dropped, which made Kalea smile, "go ahead I dare you to sue any of us, I will put you in jail for sexual harassment,"

Mavis exchanged a glance with Kalea, the smallest smile formed on her lips before they mutually nodded at each other, and then she dragged us out towards her car. She was walking fast, her hand clutching on my wrist like a bandage, and I dare open my mouth and ask her, "you okay?"

She rewards me with a side glance, and we stop in front of her Mercedes, yeup as if she couldn't get any hotter she drives a Mercedes A class in black. "In the car, June,"

"You're not going to open the door for me?" I said it as a joke, but she actually did it. And even buckled my seatbelt as I sat in, and I might have worms in my stomach, or is it butterflies?

As she settles into her seat, I wonder if I should tell her about the raging boner I have right now. She looks so pretty when she is pissed off, but I'm also concerned about why she got so angry, what did she tell her?

"Are you alright?" she asks me after a long silence passed between us, both lost in our thoughts, but I should be the one asking her that, "what did she tell you before you hit her?"

She looks at me weird, then sighs, "something that could get her in prison,"

"What?" I ask again but she doesn't respond, so I keep pressing, "what did she say Mavis?"

"That she fucking touched your dick, June, and she had the nerves to talk about your size. disgusting cunt," she mutters the last part to herself, but I see her point. I understand why she is so angry, I'm actually surprised she didn't do more than just two punches, because God knows what I could have done if a guy told me something similar about her.

Her grip on the steering wheel tightened, her eyebrows creased and her mouth twisted in an angry scowl. I held her empty hand, and kissed her red knuckles before I said, "I'm alright, Mavis, I promise,"

I did feel very uneasy when it happened, but everything felt alright the minute she kissed me. I love her so damn much, I want to tell her so badly, but I'm terrified she isn't ready yet.

So every time I see her I say it in my head or whisper it so ever lowly when she has her head turned or is sleeping, but soon enough I will have to scream it at the sky because of how overwhelming it feels.

"You spending the night with me?" I ask but it came out more of a plea, and her mouth twitched, almost forming a smile. She loves it when I beg in any kind of way, and I love it when I please her in any kind of way.

"Please," I kiss over her pulse, and she side eye me, "I'm driving,"

"Am I distracting you?"

"You know exactly what you're doing," she says but still doesn't retreat her hand away. For someone who isn't much into physical touch, she really likes mine. She got me feeling special and shit.

Arriving my house, Axel opened the door before we even knocked, looking at Mavis and then at him in question. Mavis moved passed him to the kitchen and got a water bottle, "surprised I didn't find your alcoholic ass at the party," she said after gushing down half the bottle.

Axel narrowed his eyes at her, "I thought your stoner ass wasn't going,"

She nodded at me, and then added "I picked him up,"

Nale was the designed driver of the night, and it's very unlikely for him to drink when he is not supposed to. Axel is aware of that, and since the other two aren't with us, he put two and two together. "Did you throw another tantrum because a girl was all over your boyfriend?"

"I bet you would have preferred to be all over him," Mavis shot back, and Axel smirked, "Nah, I have him to myself all the time, who do you think helps me shave?"

She made a face and pushed past his shoulder on her way upstairs, he chuckled and shouted behind her, "you started it,"

She only rewarded him with the middle finger.

"What happened? Did she beat someone up? Her knuckles are red," he asked, a hint of worry lacing his voice. Walking towards the freezer, I got an ice pack out. "Am I dreaming or do you sound worried?"

He crosses his arms, "yeah worried that she might have sent someone to the hospital,"

I chuckle. He is such a liar, he likes way more than he shows. "Remember that pushy girl, Maggie?" he nods with a disgusted face, also not having a good encounter with her, "Jamie sent her a pic of Maggie getting too close to me, and she pulled up at the same time as Ivan's girlfriend,"

"Kalea?" his eyebrows shot up in surprise, "yeah, Jamie also sent her a pic and she was as pissed off as Mavis. They somehow teamed up and bullied Maggie, until she said something and Mavis punched her."

"Damn, I missed so much drama all because of a stupid essay,"

"Yeah, you did,"

My room was empty when I opened the door, but the light in the bathroom was on. "Baby, Let me see your knuckles, I got an ice-"

The words died in my mouth. She was standing by the door, her jacket and sweatpants are gone, which only left her in her bralette and cotton underwear. Not the first time I saw her like this, but damn it feels like it. "They are fine,"

I gulp, stroll toward her, and hold her hand in mine, "they are swollen," she hissed as I put the ice pack on her. "Sorry,"

"Why won't you look me in the eyes?" She steps closer, just under my nose and forces me to look into her deep brown.

"I thought autistic people don't like eye contact?"

She smiles, throw the ice pack away from my hands and pushes herself flush against me. "I like your eyes,"

Fuck. Me.

I grab her face and was about to crash my lips into hers when she stopped me, "who said you can kiss me?"

"With the way you're looking at me, you're begging for it," Her eyebrows pucker up, and a tiny smirk play on her lips. "Begging? Me?"

I nod and kiss her cheek, then walk inside the bathroom to wash up. "I will get you begging for me one day, Mavis,"

I heard her laugh, and it went straight to my hard-on. It's going to be a cold shower.

Going back out after freshening up, I am net with her laying on her back, bare legs outstretched and hair messy. At this point she is doing it on purpose.

"Did I tell you I love your bed?," she says, her eyes traveling from the top of my head, all the way down where my towel hide the rest of my body.

"No, why?" I turned my back on her to grab clothes. "Because it smells like you, and I'm obsessed with it,"

Spinning around, I narrow my eyes at her. Mischievous eyes and tangled sheets. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"Wasn't my plan, but I could help you out," her eyes dropped once again to my towel, and I groaned, "stop it, Mavis,"

"Change here," she said, eyeing the clothes in my hands and again the towel. I stilled for a second, as if I'd never been naked before a girl, as if I was a virgin all over again, as if... Fuck this. I drop the towel, maintaining eye contact with her as I slowly put on my shorts, "look."

She doesn't. "I can't."

"You asked,"

"I know," she whispers, sounding almost out of breath. I was on top of her in a matter of seconds, claiming her mouth in a starved kiss. If there is one thing about Mavis, is that she can kiss. The way her lips feel, the savage stroke of her tongue gets you hooked and dizzy, but tonight it was my turn to take her breath away.

When she tried to grab my hair for better control, I pinned them down. Pulling away, I whispered through a raged breathe, "you're such a naughty little thing," I drag my lips by her jawline, "you tease, you flirt, and you play me like your little puppet but never go through with it,"

"I-" she tried to speak but I bit her neck and she yelped. "Tell me Mavi, does it turn you on when you see me suffer?" she is quiet. "Huh? Does it get you off to know that just the thought of you get me hard?" I slid down to her collarbone, "And that's not even the worst,"

She sharply inhales, "and what's the worst?"

I chuckle against her skin, she had no idea how twisted she makes me. I kiss and lightly bite over her chest, "when you were threatening and humiliating that girl, I was so turned on,"

She tries to wiggle out of my grip, but I hold her down harder. "Nuh-uh, it's my turn now," my mouth inches closer to her clothed nipple, "I wanna be the one doing the teasing,"

"June,"

I kiss her hard nipple and she slightly shivers,"Yeah?"

"Take my bra off," she buffs, and I look up at her, "why? Do you want to feel my lips on you? Do you want me to suck on them?" I suck. "Or lick them?" I lick. "Or maybe bite?" I bite and she moans.

"Take. It. Off."

Staring up, her eyes hard on me. "Say please," she won't. "Come on, just this once and I will make you come as much as you want,"

"Let my hands go and I will make myself come in less than five minutes,"

ah, there she is. I rub my face over her tits, "ah, but I want to do it," I finally slide her head off, and before she could say anything she was gasping. I was licking, sucking, biting and grabbing everything I could.  "so fucking perfect,"

She grabs my hair, holding me closer than possible, "fuck you," it's not the usual response but I will take it.

I go back to her mouth, I bite her lip just as I pinch her nipple. She moans in my mouth and I think I can die a happy man. "I fucking hate you,"

I laugh and slide down again. Settling between her legs, I lay my face on her stomach, and ask, "what did I do now?"

she glares at me from up there, "the question is why are you this good and how many times have you done it?"

I slide down lower, coming face first with her covered cunt. "How about I give you an orgasm and then you can be mad at me?" I didn't wait for a response, my mouth was once again latched onto another part of her body. The thin material didn't help much at lessening my impact on her, she shrieks and as much as I want to hear her cry out my name, the walls here aren't the thickest. And no way in hell I'm sharing this side of her with anyone.

"Baby you will have to tone it down a bit," I'm smiling but she is not. "Take them off," she is so impatient and bossy when she is horny, I love it, but then there isn't 'mulch I don't love about her. I want to deny her to see how pissed off I can get her, but I also want them off.

So off they go. And on, my mouth is.

Fuck yeah, she tastes like heaven. God, I could drown in here and it would be the best way to leave this world. Lick after lick, thrust after thrust and a few minutes later I have her chanting my name like a prayer, "June, June, June," I press my tongue against her clit, and the way she hisses has me shaking with my own needs. "I'm almost there," she is, her leg is starting to shake, and I pin them down with my palms. More eager now than never, my tongue is merciless. "Come on, Mavi, let me realize my daydream,"

She does. All over my tongue, and I lap all of it. I look up, not wanting to miss the look of bliss she has after she comes. And there she is, starry-eyed with a lazy smile, "I think you took my soul away,"

No, she took mine.

Author note:
Um, this is a bit out of my comfort zone, so I'm sorry if it's awkward and cringe.
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