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PENETRATORS SQUAD IMAGINE (pt 3)

Imagine being the first and only girl in the Penetrator Russ bus. Author’s note: SUPRISE! Hahaha I know I said I was going to post it tomorrow, but I realized that it doesn’t matter because I still won’t like it regardless the day I post. Not my best work, so I’ll leave up to you guys. If y'all want a part 4, I’ll do it gladly. So let me know ;)

Update: thank you Alyssa, aka @imyourliquor-youremypoison, for rewriting it beautifully. I’m so grateful for having you to help me!

Part 1. Part 2. Part 4.

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Three days. It has been three days since that small fight between Chris and I on the bus. Three days during which he didn’t send me a single text. I didn’t even understand why he was mad at me, to begin with. I didn’t do anything wrong! He was the one who hid stuff from me. So why was he ignoring me? I had no idea.

I had just come back from Theo’s house. I went to his place to help him to get ready for a date. He wanted me to choose his clothes and begged me for tips. He was so into a girl from our school, he wanted everything to be perfect on his date and this was so fucking cute. I had so much affection for him, he was like my little brother, and if that girl so much tried to play with his feelings, I’d make her life hell.

I was resting in my bed, hoping it would swallow me whole so I would finally stop thinking about Chris when I received a message. I thought it was Theo but actually was a text from William. I sighed and read it.

“There’s a drunk Chris on my doorstep. Fix it.”

He has got to be kidding me! I wasn't their fucking slave, he couldn't just boss me around, using his authoritative tone like I was compelled to obey.

“Fix it yourself. He isn’t even talking to me. What do you want me to do, jackass?”

“Noora will be here in an hour. I can’t babysit today.”

“And what makes you think I can? Maybe I’m getting ready for a date.”

“You’re not.”

“I could have.”

“You have 20 minutes to be here.”

I just wanted to punch him right now. Straight in his perfect teeth.

“Today is your day. I took care of him the last time he got wasted.”

“I was the one who left a date to pick him up yesterday. Today is your fucking turn. Be here in 15 or I’ll post the picture of you wearing the Pikachu costume.”

Damn, he was playing hard. I knew I shouldn't have let him take a picture of this.

“You wouldn’t.” He totally would.

“Make me cancel my date and see what I’m capable of. 13 minutes.”

“On my way...” I typed quickly and got up.

I got dress as quickly as I could. In the corner of my bedroom was my pink Penetrator hoodie, I put it on and left. Honestly, in the beginning, my pink Penetrator hoodie made me cringe, but now I was so used to it, and other people too were used to see me wearing it. “You are the only girl in the squad, you need a different color to stand out,” the boys said. Also, they were the ones that chose pink. Not sexist at all, right?

But the funny part was the number of boys that ask me for one of those after a one night stand. You would think boys wouldn't be so keen on wearing a pink hoodie with a girl’s name in red on the back, showing they had sex, but if I had a dollar for every boy that wanted one, I could pay my gasoline with it. The only boy that had one was William, since he was the only guy I actually had feelings for at some point. It felt right this way.

Well, maybe not the only I fell for but the only that knew about it.

I parked in front of William’s apartment and got upstairs. I didn’t know what I was about to face once I got in. William and I were used to argue a little every single day, but Chris and I? I could count on one hand the number of times we’ve been mad at each other.

I knocked on the door. It wasn’t something I would normally do, so I didn’t care when William opened the door apologizing.

“I’m sorry, Noora. I can’t-” He paused when he saw it was me. “The fuck? Why did you knock?”

“Where is the package?” I had no interest in arguing with him today, which was a surprise. I was always in the mood for our usual banter.

“Living room.” He opened the door so I could get in.

Once I was inside, I stopped on the door. I could see Christoffer slouched on the couch, with his eyes closed. I approached him to say my famous pick up drunk Penetrators boys line. Like, literally pick up, since I usually don’t know where I should take them when they’re completely hammered.

“Your house or mine?” Then, I noticed.

If it was anybody else, I might have fallen for it, but I knew that boy since I was twelve.

“Seriously?” I said, turning to William.

He smiled. “Christoffer, you own me 20 bucks. I told you.”

Then I turned to look at the one who was pretending to be drunk. “Seriously?” I repeated.

Chris was looking at me now. I wanted to slap him. Fucking bastard.

“You really think I don’t know what you look like when you're drunk? If I weren’t so angry right now, I would feel offended.”

He took a deep breath and said, “I’m sorry, I just needed your attention.”

I threw my hands in the air. I was about to spill some truths out when I remembered about Will’s date. He was right next to me, trying so hard not to laugh. I dived my hand in his pocket to grab his phone. Once I got it, I dialed Noora’s number. She answered before William could complete whatever threat he was professing.

“Sorry Wilhelm, I know I’m late, I’ll leave in-” she began to say but I cut her off.

Wilhelm? I had to contain my laughter. “Hi Noora, it’s Y/N here.”

“Hi Y/N. Something happened to William?”

“Not yet. I’m really thinking about punching him in the nose, though.” She laughed on the other end of the line. “But I’m just calling to tell you that your plans changed,” I told her, facing William, who glared daggers at me. “He’s going to your house. He'll probably take a few more minutes to get there, since he will stop at the grocery store to buy you some candies.”

I was glad William didn’t have the power to kill someone by just looking at them.

“This is so sweet,” she cooed out fondly.

“Yes, he’s such a nice guy. So, just called to let you know. See you around, Noora.”

“Thank you,” she replied. “See you around.”

“Ohhhh, one more thing!” I said, before she could hang up. “If you break Will’s heart, I’ll hunt you down.” I laughed a little bit, so things wouldn’t get weird. But I meant every word I said.

“Oh, okay, I won’t, I guess, bye.” She hang up. I gave him the phone back.

“You should leave now, Wilhelm, you still have to go to the grocery store. Sweet girl, Noora. I like her.”

The bewilderment on his face was hilarious. I didn’t want to laugh, because I figured he would murder me if I did. But Chris didn’t share my fears, and his roaring laughter soon filled the room. I gave him the stinky eye and he shut up right away. William remained frozen, staring me. “I hate you so much.” He grabbed his jacket. “Both of you.” And left.

I was about to sit on the couch next to Chris, when he suddenly pulled me forward to sit on his lap. I tried to move, but his arms were firmly wrapped around my waist, effectively trapping me in his embrace.

“Come on, we haven’t been together for three days. Every cell in my body craves you,” he said teasingly.

I was going to give him a smart ass comeback, when I noticed his huge purple neck bruise. “Wow, tell me, which one of the Yakuza gave you this monstrous love bite? It looks like a massive fucking bruise, I almost feel like I should examine it,” I snorted upon seeing the large hickey.

His face turned red instantly. “Well, it was not the Yakuza who did it…” He moved me so I could face the other side of his neck. The healthy part.

My eyebrows went really high and I said, “What a wild night it must had been. Are you sure you don’t wanna get back at whatever kind of animal did this?”

He let a little laugh escape from his lips. “No, the girl who did it was an eye candy, but you’re food for the soul.”

I frowned to his comment. “Just don’t call me food anywhere near her. She must be starving by the looks of it, I think she tried to eat you.”

He rolled his eyes at me. “Right. Like you’ve never destroyed a guy’s neck before.”

Oh, and here I was thinking this conversation couldn’t be more awkward. “Actually, I haven’t.”

He raised an eyebrow.

“I’m serious!” This time was my turn to blush. “Because I’d have to know how to do it.” I said, looking to the ground and waiting for the laughing to start.

“Y/N doesn’t know how to give a hickey?” I could say he was completely shocked. “Unbelievable,” he stated, slowly, as though he genuinely couldn't believe it.

“Well, if I wanted to mark the boys I sleep with, all I have to do is give them a fucking hoodie.” I wasn’t enjoying the way he was staring me. “Plus, I can use my mouth for other things.”

It might sound a little silly that I have never given a love bite to anyone, but the opportunity never showed, that's it. Some guys weren't into it, they thought it was a girl's thing to like neck kisses, and other were more straight to the point in bed.

“Oh, yeah? Like what?” I gave him a little smirk.

Now it was his turn to raise his eyebrows. He thought about what I said for a moment. When I say the premises of his infamous smirk drawing on his lips, I knew I fucked up. I shouldn't have let my mouth run ahead of my brain.

“Okay. Let’s do make a deal. I teach you how to give a hickey and you show me what your mouth does.”

What my mouth did was an ‘o’ once I heard that. My heart went from 50 to 200 real quick.

“You don’t wanna play with fire,” I heard myself say.

“I’m not afraid of getting burned,” he whispered in my ear. That was exactly what I was afraid of. “Now, sit properly, I can’t suck your neck like this.”

“I don’t think we should do it, Chris.” I had to run from that situation, and run like all hell. We were both used to flirt with each other all the time, after all, I am the most famous fuckgirl in town, and he is the famous fuckboy. If we don’t flirt with each other, who will? But we’ve never actually made a move on each other, and I just can’t bear the thought of doing this in a completely platonic way.

But I did what he said, very reluctantly but also eagerly. Butterflies were messing in my stomach, but I still sat facing him, one leg on each side of him.

He pulled me closer, one hand gently holding the back of my neck while the other rested in the small of my back to press me further into him. Once his lips touched my skin, I bit my lips the hardest I could. I couldn't start moaning, goddammit!

He licked my neck, and then started sucking it. I couldn’t believe what was happening. It felt so good I had to close my eyes.

I’ve known Christoffer Schistad for seven years now. I knew every side of him, the bad and the good. I stood by his side when he was picked to be a Penetrator, right after me. I helped him to deal with girls, more times than I could count. I thought I knew his fuckboy side, but fuck, I was completely wrong, and I wanted him to show it to me so bad.

Once he stopped, I tried to look as calm and collected as I possibly could. He kept watching me intently, while I was looking everywhere, except at him.

“Your heart is racing.”

That got my attention. My body was pressed against his. Of course he noticed it. But I felt like somehow I forgot how to speak.

He shot me his shit eating grin and said, “your turn.”

I didn’t even know what my name was, so I had no idea about what he was talking.

“My turn to what?” I asked dumbly.

“Give me a hickey,” he instructed. Could someone just shoot me already?

“I don’t think I can’t do it.”

“Why not? Do you want another o-”

“No!” I interrupt him. For God’s sake, if his lips were on my neck again I’d lose control. “I don’t care about not being able to do it.”

He gave me a confused look. “I don’t understand, I thought you were supposed to be good at this.”

Was he saying what I think he is saying? “What do you mean?”

“You’re the only Penetrator girl. You’re the biggest fuckgirl in town. Weren’t you supposed to be good at... everything?”

Ohhh, no he didn’t!

“Christoffer Schistad, you’re saying that I’m not good at make a guy go crazy only using my lips?”

“You can’t even give someone a hickey!” He was pushing my buttons. I knew it. I fucking knew I, but my pride had been stung and I didn't think straight after that neck kiss.

“Fine. Time to get burned. I warned you,” I said, before giving him a wet kiss right on his neck.

His whole body tensed up under me. Good, let’s see how much he can take. I continued with the wet kisses, until I moved to his lobe, giving his ear little bites. His breath started to get heavier, shorter. This was going to be easier than I expected.

I traced his jawline with my tongue, finishing it with a kiss on his chin. While I gave him a little eskimo kiss, I scratched his neck, giving him goosebumps. He stopped watching me to look at the ceiling. I smiled before attacking his neck again.

This time, not only did I kiss it, but I bit him. When my teeth softly pressed on his flesh, his hands moved to grab my ass. Poor baby, he thought I wasn’t going to torture him? Clearly he was mistaken.

“No, no no...” I scolded him gently. I took his hands off me. I brought my face closer to his to whisper near to his lips. “No touching.”

He breathed heavily, and returned to his position of staring at the roof. Satisfied, I started to kiss his neck again, this time slower. His hands grabbed the fabric of William’s couch.

I sneaked my hands under his shirt, tracing circles on his lower half, I stopped and placed my hand on his right side. “Look, someone’s heart is beating a little fast.”

My nails continued their path, through his abs, stopping on his belt. And that was when I felt it.

“Well, hello Mr. Schistad.” I looked down to his pants, where I could see his hard-on. Since I was still offended by the “You were supposed to be good” comment, I gently rubbed my lips into his. The bruise the Yakuza’s did was still there, though it was almost healed. I wanted to have fun, not hurt him.

When he was about to lean in and kiss me, I got off his lap, sitting on the other side of the couch.

“Well, that was fun!” I declared, very happy with myself. He was completely motionless, his breath still uneven.

“So, no jokes? No comments about me being good at it? I was expecting more from you, Schistad.” I couldn’t put into words how satisfied I was. He was completely turned on, and the fact that I was the reason for it gave me a confidence I didn’t know I had.

He was about to answer me, but once he saw my face he stopped. His eyes started to analyze every detail of my body, and I had to swallow hard. He was getting closer when we both heard the front door open.

I jumped from the couch. William showed up there a few seconds later.

“I didn’t know you were still here,” he said, completely oblivious of the scene he almost witnessed. I looked at Chris, to see he had grabbed a cushion to put on his lap. Smart boy.

Since we both didn’t say a thing, William continued. “Can I join you two?” He asked, more because he was polite than to actually ask permission.

I said yes at the same time Chris said no. William looked him, confused.

“Actually, I was just leaving. Do you want a ride, Cap?” He was begging me with his eyes. I didn't answer right away, more worried about what might have happened to Will that made him come back so soon.

“William, why did you come back so early?”

“Noora had a friend emergency. Something about Eva getting too drunk at a party.” I felt my heart grow lighter. “Are you leaving too?”

I sat on the couch, next to Chris. “Do you want me to leave? I can stay to watch netflix with you if you want.”

The disappointment on Chris’ face was painful. I didn’t know how to explain to him that it could be a game for him, but if I went home with him, I’d be more screwed than ever. Pun not intended.

“Yes, I’ll grab something to eat in the kitchen. Do you want something?” Will asked me, while leaving the room.

“Doritos, please.”

Once he left, Chris approached me.

“Please, come home with me.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Is that how you make girls go home with you? Not what I expected. I thought you were good at this.”

“In my defense, I’ve never had to beg for this to happen before.”

“Who would imagine? The first girl to resist you is your best friend. But anyway, have a safe drive.” But he didn’t move, he kept staring me.

“I cannot put into words how crazy you’re making me right now.” I got closer to him.

“It’s better if you go before Will comes back. It’d be hard to explain why you have an erection for him.”

“This is not over.”

My heart jumped upon hearing those words. Before I could answer, he just left me there.

Will got there five minutes later.

“What do you wanna watch?” He joined me on the couch, giving me a bowl with my Doritos.

I rested my head on his shoulders. “Anything that doesn’t have romance in it.”

“Preach, girl.“ I couldn’t hold back my laughter. “Relationships are way too complicated. Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and date you again. It seemed so simple.” My whole body got tense.

“Well, Wilhelm, you know it’d be complicated for us both right now, since it’d be against the rules.”

He laughed. “When was the last time you played by the rules?”

I took a deep breath. Well, not today, I thought before William pressed the play button on his movie choice.

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