Whiskey, you're the devil

[Chikan no chibusa†]

((continued from Twins they were))

Evan'd had been on campus since 7 in the morning. He had picked up his schedule and went to his morning classes. Now it was lunch break, and sat in the away bleachers to the football field, where he'd usually spent his lunches last year relatively alone. The few people who would come out this far during a lunch break we either regular customers, staff who wanted to try and catch him selling on campus again, or other students who prized solitude as much as Evan did.
Evan looked around, making sure the coast was clear before he opened his backpack, pulling out... the newly reprinted Curse of the Black Freighter comic cook. He relaxed and sat back reading his comic book and nibbling on a peanut and butter sandwich.

Looking at his skateboard, "Hey, wheels, it's been a few weeks since we saw Jen, I wonder if she's gonna come a visit me out here."
Reaching down into his bag, he grabbed a bottle of coke, but the liquid in it was quite a bit lighter. Uncapping the bottle he took a swig. "Ah...!" he said, relishing the takes of the equal mix of coke and whiskey. "Wheels, today is going to be a good day."

[Killer_Moth†]

Jen had gotten out of class and headed straight to a quiet bathroom, like she always did for lunch. It gave her time to make sure that she was looking as good as possible for the rest of the day, and particularly for the lunchroom scene. Plus, today she had a reason to look as good as possible.

Her 'stash' was running low. She wanted some weed, maybe some x, and if she could get some, then a little bit of coke. Just to be able to control her moods as necessary, maintain her buzz. There was one thing she hated, and that was being out of control. She jokingly called it her OCD, knowing it was nothing of the sort. And of course, she wanted what she always wanted. She wanted discount.

Paulson was a skinhead skater asshole, no doubt. But he was also her dealer. It wasn't as though there was much choice if she wanted supplies. So, she had to deal with the obnoxious little prick. He did have some uses. He was always good for a quickie if she felt horny about lunch, and his bad boy image really annoyed her parents. Their little angel shouldn't be hanging around with that sort.

Then again, her parents thought that she was still a virgin, and that it was just another 'cry for discipline'. Fools. She couldn't wait till she could get out, and get a place of her own. A nice little bachelorette pad. But that was a long way away, unless she could find a sugar daddy.

Now, she was hunting for the boy. She had worn one of her extra low tops in red, with a push up bra, and a short, tight skirt. Anything to emphasise her curves, her cleavage. She had to make Evan want her; make him want her so bad that he'd trade some stock for a quick tit-fuck or a blow job.

She spotted him hiding in the bleachers, engrossed in reading a comic. A comic of all things! 'Little perv must like them super chicks with big tits. Well, he's in for a treat today then'. She snuck behind him, and pulled his head back against her chest.

'Hey there, bad boy. See something you like? Wanna trade?'


OOC. Mods, you may want to put a content warning on this one pretty soon

[Chikan no chibusa†]

Evan was relaxing there, reading the comic made out of a comic within a different comic. And then out of nowhere he felt a familiar warm softness against the back of his head. A warm softness he's known for a few years now, a warm softness that could get him to do some very stupid things.

"Oh, hey Jen, I was just thinking about you." Evan said as he quickly stuffed the comic into his backpack. "Yeah, babe, I'm always up for a trade with you. Lookin' for the usual... or something special?" a smile spreading over his face. Memories of past deals with Jen playing through his memory.

ooc: yeah, please put those tags on, i forgot to add those tags myself.

[Killer_Moth†]

Jen moved her hands down so that they were rubbing against Evans chest, her breasts squashing up against his neck and shoulders. She'd forgotten just how strong he was, how much bigger than her. She was looking forward to this.

'Ooh! You have specials.' She walked round him to his front, her hands never leaving his chest, but working their way down. This was mostly due to the rake of the bleachers, leaving her head almost level with Evans chin. That was probably a good thing. If she was going to do anything for this boy, she didn't want to strain her back bending over too far. As much as she loved her chest, (as much as everyone loved her chest), she was annoyed by it.

'Would you like to read me what you've got on the board'? She softly trailed one hand across his washboard stomach to emphasise the last word, as she brought her other up to her mouth, just gently sucking on the tip of a finger. Promising everything that he knew he could have, she looked at him, breathing deeply, allowing her chest to rise and fall.

[Chikan no chibusa†]

"DAYUMN!" Evan thought, taking en eyeful Jen. Evan couldn't help but to be roused by the image of Jen sucking on her finger... "Babe, I got everything you're looking for." Evan said, his grin widening. He eyed Jen's curves, her soft beautiful thighs, her slim waist, her gorgeous rack, that ass a man could die for, that milky white skin... and oh god her long hair. Evan always loved dealing with Jen, she was cute, she was easy and best of all, she did every single drug he kept in stock. Jen's an amazing girl, fun to hang out with, and if you kept her high, she's always up for some action. A girl Evan very hard to say no to. Yeah, she's not the kind of girl to take home to meet mom, but Evan was not the kind of guy to bring a girl to meet mom. No, Evan was the kind of guy to trade a dime of E and a an ounce of weed for a quickie under the bleachers. Which is exactly what he was hoping for today.

"Yeah sugar, today I'm holdin' a little bit of everything you're looking for." He said, as he reached into his bag and grabbed the bottle of rum and coke, and a small pill bottle. Opening it up he popped out two small pills, easily recognized as E. Popping one pill and chasing it with the booze, he handed the bottle and the other pill to Jen. "First one's on the house, and there's a lot more where that comes from."

[Killer_Moth†]

She knew she had him. He couldn't take his eyes off of her body. She smiled, coquettishly, as he reached into his bag and brought out the booze and the pills. Her eyes grew as she saw them.

Damn, this posed a problem. The little shit wanted to high right there. That wasn't the plan. She needed them for later, when she could switch off her brain. Right now, she needed to be in control for the afternoon. She had classes. She had teachers waiting for a reason to ban her from the end of year trip. And she wanted on that trip. Whole lot of boys were going to be away from home for the first time. All of them looking for new experiences. And Jen was more than willing to help those who took her fancy.

Still, she couldn't break character. She took the little pill, and being sure to give him an eyeful, slipped it into her bra. As she did so, she moved her hand down over his crotch, and began to massage slightly. 'I don't indulge on campus honey. But maybe we can meet up later and try them together. I'll also want the usual stuff, maybe an extra ounce of weed. You got it on you, or do I pickup, after payment?'

[Chikan no chibusa†]

Evan's eyes tracked the pill as it passed into Jen's bra. Dammit! he thought, with a single pill barely enough to get him buzzed anymore, he knew if she'd gotten high with him, he could have gotten her to ditch the rest of the day with him and have some real fun. " Evan knew Jen didn't really like him, and only used him as a source of free drugs and a backup lay. It kind a hurt a bit, since he really did like her. But if this is how it had to be, so be it.

Thinking to himself "I have two ounces of skunk brown, a dime of green, a dime of E, and an eightball of meth on me, and another pound of skunk back in the car as well as two more dimes of green, and a another eightball of meth, and a sheet of acid, yeah, I can... uh... yeeeeah...." his thoughts cut short by the the feeling of her expert touch. "Oh god!" he thought. His breathing a little heavy, he muttered "I... I have enough on me..." Evan struggled to say anything else as he hardened under Jen's touch. Evan looked around nervously, yeah, they'd done this before, but there was always the fear of some random faculty member catching them or do-gooder student to rat them out. The coast seemed clear so he looked down at Jen, catching here eyes. "Keep going...." he muttered, putting a hand on her head. "... use your mouth, babe."

[Killer_Moth†]

Damn, the asshole had absolutely no finesse about these things. Just shoving her head down to his dick would be enough. Bloody kid hadn't even heard of foreplay. Still, she couldn't complain. Not if she wanted drugs.

As she began opening his flies, she wondered if maybe she ad been premature in refusing the drug. If there was ever a time she needed to switch off her brain, now would be a good one. Just to stop her from feeling like a total whore. Still, maybe she could teach the kid a few things, still get some fun.

His cock sprang loose from his pants, and she smiled up at him. Make him think you want this. Keep him happy. Get the drugs. You can always find somebody better than this to help you get off. she began licking the head gently, feeling that pressure downwards. He wanted her to go deep throat. No patience. She reached up, grabbed his free hand and brought it down to one of her breasts. At least let her get some sensation out of it other than his dirty prick.

Licking her way down the shaft, she took one of his balls into her mouth, and sucked hard, letting it brush against her teeth. If she was going to be a whore, then at least she'd earn her reward properly. And maybe she could get some pleasure out of the whole experience as well.

[Chikan no chibusa†]

Evan relaxed and let Jen do her work. Normally he'd be a lot more playful, but it's been weeks since he's had anything other than rosey palm to take care of himself. Letting his eagerness and arousal get the better of him he dispensed with any foreplay and had her get to work. This lack of a plan backfired, Jen was good, too good. As her lips played along his manhood he felt and all too familiar stirring in his guts. "Goddammnit, too soon!" echoed in his mind, he didn't want it to end this fast. Then when she moved his hand to her breast he got the sense that she wanted more.

"Sorry, babe, it's been too long..." he said, as he lifted Jen's face up to his own, laying a kiss on her collarbone, and massaging her breast and pinching her nipple through the fabric of her top. His other hand massaging it's way up her thigh, towards what he really wanted to get into today. "Let's go under the bleachers, more privacy there" Evan whispered into her ear before giving her earlobe a gentle bite.

[Killer_Moth†]

Evan pulled her up and into a kiss, as Jen stretched to reach. Now this is more like it. She felt him kissing her collarbone, one hand kneading her breast, playing, making her aroused. When his other made snaked it's way under her skirt and started playing with her thigh, she considered briefly just giving in to the pleasure, letting him do all the work.

Better not though, if she wanted to get the drugs out of this. She had to put some effort into this, make him think that she wanted him badly, more than just as a means to an end. She reached up a hand to rub the top of his head, paying with the velvety stubble there, as her other went back to rubbing his now very swollen cock. He's close, I can feel it. Good. This can be over with quick.

Sorry, babe, it's been too long... That was a good sign. It meant that he wasn't getting any anywhere else. Figured, who'd want the sleazy scumbag, unless it was another transaction. Still, make him feel like a man, moan and whimper a little, make him feel like he's all you want, make him feel like a stud.

"Let's go under the bleachers, more privacy there" Damn, he wanted to fuck her. She considered the options. Refuse and she wouldn't get the supplies. Accept, and she'd be giving out more than she'd planned. Maybe there was a way around this. She hoped he was less prepared for this than he was for a sale.

'Okay, baby. You better have some protection, though, or you ain't getting anywhere near my pussy."

[Yvaine†]

((Continued from Saint Joseph's Hospital))

The walk from the hospital was uneventful, and the whole time she was trying to come up with a way to sweet talk the drugs out of Evan. It wasn't like she wouldn't pay him back, but she needed to score soon, and she wouldn't get payed until next week. Under no circumstances would she make it that long without a little something extra. She wouldn't, couldn't really, ask Alice. No way would she give her the money even if she did. Really, that was the only thing they argued over.

Whatever she was going to say, she needed to come up with it quick. She'd already reached the football field where Evan usually hung out around this time. Before going any further, she stopped and looked around, scanning the surrounding area for any snooping teachers. Evan had been caught dealing before, and she didn't want to be around him if it happened again.

Deciding the coast was clear, she started forward again. After a couple feet she spotted Evan. Evan and...She squinted unable to tell who immediately. After a moment, she recognized the body, more then seeing the other persons face. Jennifer Romita, doing what she did best.

Stifling a chuckle, she approached, doing her best 'Alice' impression. It seemed they weren't as far along as she initially thought, but none the less, it would make anyone else feel just as awkward. Instead, Victoria climbed onto the bleachers, still moving as quietly as she could. Finally, she settled about ten feet down and a row higher then the two.

A grin spreading across her lips, she leaned back, her elbows resting on the cool metal on either side of her. She'd been lucky they were so engrossed in the act that they hadn't noticed her approach.

"Evan, I'm not surprised, just disappointed."

She said, letting her prescience be know before finally bursting into laughter. "Seriously, Evan? Jen? Classy." The last word dragged, lengthening the a sound and making the word significantly longer.

Granted, outside of dealing to her, she didn't know Evan that well. She did, on the other hand, know Jen. Hell, they even had a brief fling a while back. Emphasis on brief. This was exactly what Jen would do, so she wasn't surprised in the least. While not surprised, she was as amused as hell.

[Chikan no chibusa†]

He heard those words... "Okay, baby. You better have some protection, though, or you ain't getting anywhere near my pussy."
"Fuck" he muttered. He never expected to get this far, so he hadn't prepared for this. Resigning himself to nothing more than manual stimulation "Oh well" he thought as he redoubled his efforts, placing kisses on Jen's collarbone and massaging her sensitive parts.

"Evan, I'm not surprised, just disappointed."

"What?" he muttered, startled, looking up to see Victoria watching them, a bemused look on her face. Choking back the urge to just zip up and dart away. "gotta play this cool, he urged himself." Evan continued his ministrations on Jen.

"Seriously, Evan? Jen? Classy."

Evan couldn't help but to laugh at that. "Ha! Babe, I have no class" he chortled as he continued to grope Jen's chest. Victoria was one of his best repeat customers, always payed in cash, rarely ever needed to be fronted anything, and was even willing to hang out and get high with him sometimes. Yeah he didn't know her well, nor did she every want to use alternate payment types, but she was cool. He had enough green for her in the car, assuming Jen didn't want it... but then again cash overrides a handjob every time.

[Killer_Moth†]

Well Fuck. That was just what she needed. Jen stood up, straightened her outfit to make herself look presentable. Victoria Logan. Damn, out of all the people to catch her in flagrante, it had to be that Bitch.

And she just couldn't keep her mouth shut. Had to make some sort of fucking crack. Like she wasn't an even bigger whore than Jen. At least she stayed with the boys for a few dates, made sure that they got something out of it all as well. Not Victoria, bitch just came and went.

This probably meant that she wasn't getting any supplies from Evan as well. Did this bitch have to ruin everything? She remembered when they'd first met. Jen had been so impressed to meet a girl so like her in so many ways.

Victoria had been so cool, so willing to hang around with Jen, and why not. They were both party girls, both liked drugs, and drink, and sex. They had fun together. And then one night, they kissed. Just a drunken kiss. But somehow they both knew it was going to lead to something more. By the end of that week, Jen was thoroughly enjoying her first full blown lesbian experience. The things that Vicki could do with her hands, with her tongue, with her toes. But Jen was missing something from it all. She missed cock.

Jen didn't regret it, but afterwards, things got strained between the two. She told Victoria that they couldn't do that anymore, and the other girl took it hard. Ever since then, it'd been a massive bitching session between the two of them. There was something about the girl that made Jen mad whenever they saw each other. Jen guessed it was how much she knew about her. More than Evan, than Edward, more even than Morgan.

Evan was still clinging to her, groping her, rubbing her, nibbling her neck. Was he really that fucking horny? Damn, she had to play this for all it was worth. Maybe she would even give him a pity fuck if he played his cards right here.

'Classy? I got more class doing this than you do, scoring your supply at the hospital. Who the fuck am I hurting here? Now then, what do you want, are you here for this little bitch,' She ground her ass into Evans cock, feeling it getting even harder, 'Or just want to get another look at these babies?', as she brought her hands up to pull her top up, showing off her bra, and the breasts that Evan couldn't get enough of contained within.

[Yvaine†]

Victoria chuckled at Evans words, but mainly at his reaction to her comment. "Yeah, your right about that Evan." She laughed again, climbing to her feet as she did, taking a step to the lower level so that she was even with Evan and Jen. The fact that he didn't stop now that they had company didn't escape her notice. Her grin widened, placing her hands on her hips. Deciding that she's seen it all before, she took those last few steps forward, so that she was about three feet away.

A chuckle escaped her lips as Jen stood, almost visibly bristling. Oh yes, Jen positively hated her right now. It was quite a change from those days when they were together, as brief as they were. What a time it was, though. It was such a joy being the girls first encounter for 'the other team'. She'd taken her around the damn world. Well, until Jen dumped her. Yeah, she was a little sore about that. Probably the reason for their relationship now.

Whatever. Victoria had Alice now. Granted, they hadn't gone all the way yet, but Victoria never really had a relationship quite like the one she did with Alice. It was almost nice, not having to worry about sex for once. Sex, she could be okay without for a while. Drugs, on the other hand?

All the while, Evan was still all over Jen. Knowing Jen, she'd be fucking him before the hour was done. Hell, she already blown him. When she spoke, though, it was all she could do not to burst out laughing immediately.

"Really? Is that why you think I'm here? Oh, Jen, your really too much." She doubled over, struggling to speak between fits of laughter. She wiped tears away from her slanted green eyes.

"That was terrific." Her laughter was winding down at the point, and it was now more of an occasional chuckle. "Yeah, you can keep those babies put away, 'babe'. In case you hadn't been paying attention, I'm taken."

She chuckled again, nodding at Evan. "I'd be careful if I were you. Well, unless your in the market for a little reminder of your time with dear old Jen here." Right now, she wasn't tricking herself into believing she was playing nice. Hell, at this rate, she was heading for a fight. That would be something to see.

Finally, she turned her attention away from Jen and back to Evan. "Sorry if I'm interrupting. I'm just stopping by to restock. Alice has fencing today, so I'm in a little bit of a rush."

[Chikan no chibusa†]

"I'd be careful if I were you. Well, unless your in the market for a little reminder of your time with dear old Jen here." heard Victoria's words. Evan knew that she knew Jen a lot more than he did. But he couldn't help to think that she was just saying that to piss off Jen.

"Heh, no worries" Evan said standing up behind Jen, his hands still all over her. "I guess there's no way I could get you to join in?" he asked, a grin spreading over his lips before he gently nibbled on Jen's ear. He already knew the answer to that question, but he asked anyway. Looking back up at her, said "I have half of what you're looking for in my bag. Outside pocket, in the black baggie. Just leave the money behind." No matter how much he loved playing with Jen, business was business. "I'll have the painkillers on Thursday."

Placing a few kisses on Jen's neck, he ground his turgid member into Jen's thigh. "Sorry babe, business is business, but don't let that dampen our fun." He spoke, before running a hand up her inner thighs, to massage her pussy. "I don't have a raincoat, but there are other things we can do." Emphasizing the end of that sentence with a tender lick on her ear.