F*** Mate

Jayden

It's been two weeks since that day with Allison, and I've been trying to distance myself from her, avoiding any interactions that could lead to something else.

Even though I'm not proud of it, I'm a big-time flirt and playboy—and she should know that by now. Hence, I'm expecting her to ignore me or pretend not to see me.

I've been focusing on my school stuff, preparing for Boston College, which I'll start attending in January. Luckily, I've got a room at a good hostel not too far from school.

With Christmas around the corner, the celebrations are in full swing. Amidst all this, I've also started wooing someone - a girl from my neighborhood who attends Boston High.

Coincidentally, she studies Allison's major and also holds a prestigious position as the leader of the cheerleading team at the school.

That afternoon, I was in my room, sexting Yvonne. My phone buzzed with flirtatious messages as we chatted, and I could already feel the bulge straining my trousers. She's good at this sort of thing, no doubt.

I couldn't help but wonder why she still hadn't accepted me yet. According to her, we needed to flirt shamelessly first.

Suddenly, there was a knock at my door. I quickly dropped my phone, dressed myself properly, and got up to answer it.

It was Allison. I slipped my hands into my pockets, adopting a casual tone. "What's up?" I asked.

"Mom wants you in the dining room," she said, her voice cold. "Breakfast is ready."

I shook my head. "I'm not eating. I'm still full from last night."

Allison raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything else. She turned to leave, and I shut the door behind her. Then, I returned to my phone.

Me: Can I video call you? I miss your beautiful face.

She agreed, and when she answered, she was wrapped in a white towel.

"I wanted to actually have my bath before you texted," she said, and I nodded, a small smile on my face.

We chatted for a bit, and then I asked, "Can you show me something?"

She raised an eyebrow. "What's that?" she asked, playing coy.

I hinted, staring at her towel. "Take that off," I said, trying to sound as charming as possible but I came out as a tough command.

Yvonne seemed hesitant, but I could tell she was tempted. Just as she was about to give in, my bedroom door swung open and I quickly threw my phone away, my heart racing.

Fuck! Who the hell was that? No knock… No permission… No Nothing!

I turned to see Allison by the door. "What the hell are you doing in my room?" I asked, furiously. "I said I don't want to eat."

"Excuse me, but I can hear everything you're saying from here. Take that off? My room is just next door," she scoffed, tapping the wall. Then she left.

I glared at her, then looked down to see that Yvonne had ended the call. I tried calling her again on video call, but she sent a message saying, "My dad is back, and I need to go shower and all that. Happy Christmas in advance! See you in school in January."

I responded with a love emoji, then lay down. I didn't know what to do, so I decided to play games.

After a few minutes, I got bored and went to my account on OnlyFans so that I could watch new videos of my favorite creator, but she still hadn't posted any recent videos.

Goodness! For how long now?

I sighed deeply and made a comment which I'd never done before, "I miss you so much, bunny. Please, when are you coming back?"

I could recall when I first discovered this lady because the memory was still very fresh- I had met this OnlyFans creator named Sweetest_Bunny about a year ago while scrolling through a p**n site.

She was doing a solo masturbation video, and I was immediately drawn to her. I fell in love with her content and subscribed to her account, turning on notifications to stay updated. I watched every single video she posted, always checking her page for new content.

Although I never commented or gave her videos a like, I would always gift her when possible. Her mysteriousness also intrigued me, as she always wore a cute bunny mask that hid her face.

Talking about her body, It was damn stunning. Her back, in particular, caught my attention. It was smooth, well-shaped, and feminine.

Sometimes, just thinking about that back of hers swaying while getting smashed from behind made me cum like a fool.

I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to meet someone with a back like hers. Honestly, if I ever met someone with a back that beautiful, I might even consider ditching Yvonne for her.

I decided to watch some of her videos, but as I was scrolling through, I received a notification. Seeing it was from Sweetest_Bunny, my eyes widened in happiness. What! Finally!!

Quickly opening the post, I was excited to see the latest content from her, but what I saw made my jaw drop and brought tears to my eyes.

The post was from her management team, and it read: "Bad_Bunny has passed away. Thank you for your support all this while. May she rest in peace."

"What the fuck!" I screamed, the phone falling from my hands.

My Dad and the other family members rushed into my room. They'd obviously heard me scream. I looked at them and saw the anxiety and worry on their faces.

"What happened, Jayden?" My dad asked, his eyes widened. "Why did you yell like that?"

I quickly picked up my phone and brushed it off, saying, "Never mind, I just saw some shocking news."

But he still asked, "What's the news?"

I told them it was personal and they should leave. One by one, they left, except for Allison. She was still standing there, her arms folded across her chest.

"What are you still doing here?" I asked her. "You should leave too."

"Is everything okay though?" she asked.

"I said you should leave!" I yelled angrily. "What makes you think you can be worried about me, huh?"

She scoffed and turned away from me. That's when I noticed her back - it was perfect and shaped, just like Bunny's. How didn't I notice this earlier?

I quickly stood up, grabbed her hand, and asked, "Since when did you have a back like this?"

Allison turned around, looking confused, and replied, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Tell me, since when do you have a back exactly like Bunny's?" I half-yelled.

"Who the fuck is Bunny?" she asked, looking so confused.

"Answer me."

"Well, I started working out and–

I abruptly turned her around, holding her waist, with my eyes on her exposed, fair smooth back. I didn't realize when I bent her down, scanning her everywhere there.

"Jayden, what are you doing?"

"Fuck." I whispered.

"What?" Allison muttered, pulling herself away and turning to face me.

I moved closer to her, a smirk spreading across my face.

"Hey, how about you date me? And about Yvonne, I can–"

Allison cut me off, raising her middle finger in my face.

"What's the meaning of this?" I asked, my eyebrows arching in surprise.

"Fuck you, Jayden," she spat.

"Harder, hmm," I winked, and she cringed.

I deepened my smirk and leaned closer, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, "If you don't want that, how about you become my fuck mate instead?"

"What?" she whispered.

"I'll satisfy your every desire and sexual fantasy. Don't you want to experience endless waves of pleasure with me, baby?"

She swallowed audibly and I could feel her nervousness. Finally, she said. "I told you not to call me that."

"What was that?" my Dad asked, and we both turned to face the open door. Our eyes widened as we saw my dad standing on the other side, his face white.

"Jayden, what in the world was that?" he repeated, his voice firm.

I bit my bottom lip.

"Did... did you just call your sister 'baby'?"