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120: The Logic Of A Drunk Queen
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2026-10-11 23:24:25
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The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 121: Plan B
"Don't even think about it, sweetheart."Yup.Your ears are not deceiving you. That is precisely what Trey flipping Parker just murmured without a single trace of hesitation.And that is not even the most terrifying part. The absolute worst part of this entire fiasco is that Trey’s eyes are still closed.Yet somehow–as if he possesses some ungodly, supernatural radar specifically calibrated to sense every single one of my chaotic impulses–his large hands shoot out to clamp down around my wrist right at the hem of my shirt–okay maybe, his shirt–before I can even lift it an inch.My eyes round until they rival dinner plates in shock.Then, in slow-motion fashion worthy of a dramatic movie sequence, Trey finally opens his eyes. That signature smirk is firmly plastered across his lips, and his icy blue orbs are completely serene. There is zero trace of his inner beast. No dark, pitch-black hunger. Just pure, infuriating calm.Duuuuck.Knowing how effortlessly he anticipated my move pisses
The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 120: The Logic Of A Drunk Queen
SKYLAR I have a serious bone to pick with every single person who has ever gotten drunk in the history of the human race. That’s right. If you are among the tens of thousands of people who have ever taken a shot, raised a glass, or passed out on a bathroom floor–hands up! You are under arrest for the heinous crime of gatekeeping, and you have the right to remain silent because– You know what? Duck your rights. You lost all your rights the second you kept this incredible, life-changing magic a secret from me! Why on earth did nobody ever mention that being drunk feels like this?! I feel like I’m on top of the world. I feel bold, uninhibited, and brimming with so much confidence–a feeling I’ve quite literally craved and lacked for my entire twenty-two years of existence. If this were normal, boring, sober Skylar sitting on this motorcycle, there is zero chance I would have been brave enough to pull half the unhinged stunts I’ve executed tonight. I wouldn't have stripped on a stage
The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 119: Saved By The Goth
Skylar flutters her eyes open, her glasses sitting slightly lopsided on her nose. Arousal clouds her vision right alongside the alcohol. "Hmm? C-can you repeat it?" "I asked what the look I gave you on Friday said, darling. Tell me." "Oh..." Gulping, her chest heaves against my palm. "Umm... from... from what I recall... the look was so evil. It... it gave off the vibe that I was going to... to pay for what I did." Silence immediately descends around us. It most certainly isn’t quiet out here, but to me, it’s dead silent as my muse stares down at me, her breaths shallow and ragged–as if she's waiting for me to make good on that silent promise right now. "And what do you think, sweetheart?” I whisper finally, using my thumb to stroke the underside of her breast. “Do you think I intend on doing that? On making you pay for every single naughty stunt you've pulled?" I already know the answer. It's a definite yes. But I want to hear what she's going to say. "Yes," she says softly. H
The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 118: Unlocked Kink
There are approximately 540,000 documented kinks in the human psyche. Out of every single one of them, not once in my life did I ever think I possessed a daddy kink. Heck, I didn't think I had a single soft spot in my body. Well... I didn't think so. Until Skylar. There is just something about this girl that systematically dismantles every single belief, boundary, and rule I have ever crafted for myself, and this right here is no fucking exception. Because fuck. With how hard I was three seconds ago, it should be physically impossible for a human body to get any harder without tearing canvas. But the moment that single word purred past her lips, my shaft surged to a stage that is bordering on downright painful. It certainly doesn't help that her hand is actively flexing around my denim, trying to stroke my shaft through my jeans. Fuck. My traitor of a dick is throbbing in gratitude. Despite how hard I beat my meat at The Vault this morning in the bathroom, I still couldn't rea
The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 117: Yes, Daddy?
An irritated sigh pours from my lips as I stop on the pavement. What now? I thought I avoided breaking a jaw inside, but the universe clearly wants a bloodbath. I don't bother turning around, just standing there with Skylar dangling over my shoulder. "Jesse!" Hope fills Skylar’s slurry voice as she gasps. "You actually came to save me?!" "Oh, honey," Jesse's voice purrs from behind us as he saunters into view. "That is quite the opposite of what I came to do, actually." "Huh?" Skylar mumbles. Gliding around to stand in front of me, he wears a flirty, unabashed smirk, raking his eyes slowly down my muscular torso before finally meeting my glare. "Ugh. Hi." I arch an icy brow at him–one that translates to: What the fuck do you want? "Right, sorry about that," He smooths down his patterned shirt. "I don't know if you remember me, but I'm Jesse. The stylist from Friday at the Apex signing? I gave you that bedazzled outfit and turned your girl over there into a goddess." The reply
The QB’s Nerdy Addiction 116: Stage Crash
TREY I don’t know what my little muse was expecting when she picked Naughty Brats as her grand hideout, but I’ll give her points for creativity. She actually thought she was clever. She genuinely believed that making Michelle take a sharp curve on the highway was enough to shake me off her tail. What she didn't realize was that I let them think they lost me. I dropped my speed just enough to fade into the background, keeping Gigi at a concealed distance while tracking her exact moves. I sat parked in the shadows across the street, watching as Michelle dropped her off near the club entrance before circling around to hide the car. Cute. Truly adorable. I even watched the front door bouncer turn her away after pointing at her chili-stained shirt. I still have a dozen unanswered questions about how she managed to get drenched in chili in the first place–and top of that list is why the fuck she felt the need to snub me and flee like a fugitive. Am I furious about her running game? No
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