EroticReverie

Valentina

I draw the blinds when I get to my room, because I know Bane can see into my room from his. I turn my lights off, put on my headphones, and put on my secret Bane playlist. Because, why not torture myself a bit more?

I fall asleep and wake up to my phone vibrating. And incoming call from Mya, my friend. I stretch in my bed, pulling off my headphones and let the call go to voicemail. I'm too tired. 

I see I have several text notifications and slide my thumb over the screen.

I have Bane's number saved under his last named Banks. And all of the notifications except for five are from him. I ignore the others and open his. 

"Why'd you run off Valentine?"

"I'm bored, come inside. Let's watch a movie." 

"Valentine, pretty please? I'll behave. I promise."

"Ok, ok. I promise to TRY and behave" 

"Are you playing hard to get or just being a brat?" 

"Either way, it's making my dick hard."

"Shit. I didn't mean that. "

"I'm behaving...see?" 

"Last chance." 

Fifteeen minutes later.

"Send nudes." 

I roll my eyes and type a message back. 

"Fell asleep." I type. 

Seconds later three little dots bouncing in a chat bubble as he types. 

"I'm still up. So is my dick. Come over." he types back with a winky face emoji. 

"No." I type back. 

"Yes." he types back. 

"Now." he says with an eggplant emoji. 

"There's several girls in your contacts that would swoon over your purple eggplant Bane. I'm not one of them. Sorry." I type. 

"What about an actual dick pic?" he puts another winky emoji. 

"Absolutely not. If you send me a dick pic, I promise you I will cut it off in your sleep." I say.

"But that means you'd have to touch it." he says.

"nope. I'll just take a machete and whack it off." I type.

"Ouch" he types. 

"Seriously...I'm bored. Come tell me what a disgusting pervert I am while i try to hit on you while watching Netflix." he types. 

I smirk at the message.

"Fine. I'll be there in a few minutes." I say. 

"Just come to my room" he types. 

I roll my eyes. "I don't think so, see you downstairs." I type. 

I walk over to my closet, and grab a pair sweatpants with our schools name down the leg, and the Jaguar mascot on the butt. I take off my shirt and bra and pull on a light grey long sleeve instead against my better judgement, because I know he'll be able to make out my nipples through it. But maybe that's why I do it. 

I slip on my flip flops and and then walk across the back yard to his house and open the back door. I look around as I walk in sliding off my flip flops.

"Bane?" I call out. 

I walk across the cold floor barefoot and look around. 

"Bane" I called out a little annoyed. 

I look down at my phone as it buzzes. 

"Upstairs babe" he types. 

I chew my lip. Babe. Fucker. I feel the butterflies swarm in my stomach as I walk through the house , taking the stair case up to the second floor , and walk the hall to his bedroom where the door is open. 

I walk in to him pulling a fresh white fitted sheet onto his mattress. He looks up as he secures the last corner. 

He smiles and gestures to his mattress.

"Clean sheets." he says with a smile. I laugh. 

"Like you said earlier? Told me to clean my sheets." he says.

"Hmm" I nod. "Good job, would you like a gold star?" I ask. 

He seems to ponder it.

"Is that what you call your pussy? Cause if so...then...yes. Definitely yes." he says. 

I roll my eyes. 

"Does little Valentina not have a name?" he asks pointing to my crotch. 

"Ew Bane" I say. "Don't call my vagina little Valentina" 

He grins. "Then tell me Valentine, what should I call her?" as he pulls his comforter over his bed. 

"You will call it nothing, you will not talk about it, or even think about it." I say crossing my arms. 

"Ha" he laughs, shaking his head. "That's...quite impossible. Cause little Valentina is all I think about honestly" he says. 

I walk over pick up a pillow and throw it at him. He catches it and grins and tosses it to the head of his bed. 

His California king bed seems like an ocean, making him so far away. Which is good. Because I'd smack him. 

"Tell me, " he says. "To what do I owe the honor?" he asks and gestures for me to throw him the other pillows to place on the bed. I grab them and toss them to him, then grab the others and put them on the other side of the head of the bed. 

"What honor? Helping you make your tainted bed?"  I ask. 

He gives a little laugh. 

"No Valentine." he says and he grins slowly, licking that fucking lower lip of his and juts his chin out toward me. 

"Inviting those hard nipples out to play" he says , his voice sounds hungry and he licks his lips again. 

I cross my arms. 

"Jesus christ Bane, you act like you've never laid eyes on a female" I say, covering them. 

He shrugs and he walks around his bed to me. I back away from his bed, I shouldn't be anywhere near it. Fuck. I shouldn't even be in his room with him, alone like this. 

"Oh, I've laid eyes on plenty.." he says. i roll my eyes. 

"It's just...you always keep them covered." he says looking down at my crossed arms. He grabs my arms gently and uncrosses them. He grins when I let him lower my arms. 

"Are you cold? Or happy to see me?" he raises a brow. 

I roll my eyes. "Neither. They're nipples. They tend to do that sometimes. Grow up Bane." I say. 

He grins. 

"you should show your body off more Valentine" he says and his hands slip onto my hips, his fingers push up slightly, under my shirt, but he holds his hands on my waist above the waist band of my sweatpants that are hanging low on my hips. I feel my pussy tighten as the need for him grows inside of me.  no. no. You idiot. I tell myself. 

"No thanks" I say. He grins, his fingertips graze up my sides just a bit. 

"One day Valentine...." he says looking in my eyes as his fingertips graze along my waist band to the front , and I hold my breath. 

"I'm going to touch every inch of your skin" his voice gets low, and deep, he looks down. Watching his fingertips tease at the top of my sweat pants. 

"Not happening." I say, and push his hand away. 

I must have some superhero strength because my pussy is fucking aching for him to touch it at this point. "Little Valentina" wants Bane's attention real fucking bad. 

He grins. "I will....and it will be because you want it...because you beg for it." His voice almost growls as he grabs my hip and pulls me into him. 

"I would have to be super drunk for that to happen....maybe even fucking high....and since I dont do drugs, or even drink really....I'm pretty sure that's not in the cards for you Bane" I say. 

He grins. "With my hands....and with my mouth...mark my words Valentine....every...fucking..inch" he says into my ear. I feel my nipples tighten, I feel his hand back at my waistband. 

"why do you insist on denying me?" he whispers in my ear. 

"Because I don't want you Bane" I say simply, but my voice shakes. 

"Liar" he whispers. 

"Tell me you've never touched little Valentina while thinking about me in your bed at night" he whispers.  I let out a laugh. I push him back. If he hadn't called my vagina Little Valentina, he could've put me deeper in his little spell. I slap his hand from my pants. 

"Never have." I say. "Sorry to say, never will." I lie.  I have. And I will. Over and over again. 

"Hmmm" he shrugs. "Not sure I believe you. " he says. 

I shrug. "Good thing it doesnt matter then I suppose." I say. 

"Now, are we actually going to watch a movie or did you just want me to stand here and reject you all night?" I say and put my hands on my hips. 

He lets out a laugh and licks his lip and gives my body a once up and down, his eyes stopping on my tits, grinning wider when he looks at my tits. 

"Now THOSE..look like nipples that are DEFINITELY happy to see me." he smirks. 

I slap his arm. "Shut up Bane."

He laughs and grabs the remote at the nightstand by his bed and hits a button, that raises a large flat screen from the foot of his bed. 

"We're not watching a movie in your bed Bane." I say. 

He looks at me and smiles. "Afraid you might end up tainting my sheets with me little Valentine?" 

I roll my eyes. "No" 

He tosses the remote onto the bed and climbs up on the bed, puts his back to the head board and picks up the remote. 

"Then what's the big deal?" he raises an eyebrow.

My lips draw into a tight line. Asshole. 

"Fine." I say. "But I swear to god if you touch me, I will kick you in the dick , and again everytime I see you after that." I say. 

"sure babes" He says and sits up and grabs my arm and pulls me onto the bed. I yelp and he pulls me over his lap and sets me down on the other side of him. 

"Get comfortable brat" he says and flips through the options on Netflix. 

"Look....it's us" he gestures with the remote to the tv. A thumbnail of Julia Stiles and Heath Ledger, and the movie for 10 Things I hate about You is selected. I can't help but give a little laugh, I push myself up against his head board, both of us sitting upright. He selects the movie, and presses play. 

"Alexa, turn off lights." he says. The lights dim slowly. 

"Alexa" I say. "Turn lights on" I say giving him a glare. The lights go back up. 

"Alexa, don't listen to her, because nobody watches movies with the fucking lights on" he says while looking back at me. 

"Alexa, tell Bane , people that are trying to keep track of their handsy friend DO watch movies with lights on." I say. 

"I'm sorry , I don't understand what you're saying" Alexa says. 

I laugh and so does he. 

"See , even Alexa doesn't know what you're talking about." he says. 

"Alexa, lights off." he says then reaches over and clasps a hand over my mouth. "Dont you dare" he whispers. I giggle into his hand. 

I bite it when he leaves it there for too long looking at me. 

"Ow. Alexa, she bit me" he says with a playful frown. 

"He deserved it Alexa" I say. 

He smiles and I do too and stick out my tongue. 

I turn my head to the tv. i can tell he's still watching me. 

I turn my head when I feel him moving, and see he's taking the pillows behind him and placing them between us, stacking them. 

I laugh. "Ummm, what are you doing?" 

He looks at me and shakes his head. 

"You were right...it's been ten seconds and I already want to put my hands on you...so..." he gestures to the pillows. "A gentlemans barrier" 

I laugh. 

He plops a fourth pillow ontop. 

"Can't be too safe" he says. 

I smile. 

"I'll have to start carrying a pillow as a buffer  if that's all it takes to stop you." I say. 

He shakes his head. "Oh no, they won't stop me. It just gives you more of a reaction time to smack me first." he says. I laugh throwing my head back against his head board. 

"You're ridiculous." I say looking at him. 

"And you're pretty Valentine." he says with a shrug. 

I bite the corner of my lip for a moment. 

"Watch the movie Bane" I say quietly and turn my head. 

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Bane

I can't focus on a damn thing other than the fact Valentina is in my bed. My fucking bed. So what if she's fully clothed, and so what if I cock blocked myself with a mountain of pillows. She's in my god damn bed, and I can smell her rose scented shampoo and that fucking lavender and vanilla perfume she always wears. I know I'll be laying on the pillows behind her tonight, inhaling her scent like a pathetic fuck, jerking my dick. 

I try to focus on the movie, peering over at her. She seems calm, focused on the movie. I know she has to know I'm looking at her, but she doesn't turn her head or tell me to stop. So I study her profile. Her eyes, and lashes, the gentle slope of her nose, and the cusp of her lip before it meets her soft pillowed lips. God, I want to kiss those lips. Even if that's all she ever let's me do for the rest of my life. I'd take just those, those lips on mine. Fuck , who am I? Why does she have this effect on me? It drives me insane, I can literally have any fucking girl. But I want the one that refuses to let me have her. 

I grab the top pillow and move it. Then the second. She looks at me. 

"What are you doing?" she looks at me with confusion in her brow. 

"Sh" I put my finger to my mouth. "No talking." She laughs slightly and watches me rest my hand on the second pillow, palm up. 

She looks at my palm. Then back up at me. 

I open and close my palm and wiggle my fingers. She looks at my hand again.

"What are you doing?" She laughs. 

I sigh and give her a look, and grab her hand, slipping my fingers through hers and place the back of my palm on the pillow again. She pulls at first, but I hold her hand still and look to the tv. I let out a deep breath. 

"I couldn't focus on the movie." I tell her.

I can feel her looking at me and our hands.

"I needed to touch you." I say. 

I squeeze her hand gently. "This seemed like the only thing you might let me do." 

She doesn't say anything, but squeezes my hand back slightly and then relaxes her hand in mine and leans back against the head board. 

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Valentina

I chew the inside of my cheek as we sit there, holding hands, our fingers relaxed between one anothers. I feel my heart racing. This is worse than him trying to touch me elsewhere. Because this is him, being thoughtful, and cute, and kind. This is him for once doing something that he thinks won't make me uncomfortable. But it does. Because only couples hold hands, not two friends. Not two frenemies. 

I slip my hand from his and back to my side of the pillow barrier. 

"What'd you do that for?" he says. "Now I wont be able to focus again." he says playfully. 

"I think...I think I should go...I'm getting tired." I only half lie. 

"No way...nuh uh" he says shaking his head. "You're not ditching me Valentine" 

"We have school tomorrow" I say.  It's only 10pm. That was a terrible excuse. 

He looks at me. "Why are you trying to bail?" 

"I really am just tired. Can't we finish the movie tomorrow?" I ask. Even though we're only twenty minutes into the thing. 

"If you're tired then lay down. I won't touch you" he says. 

He sounds so innocent, like he just wants a friend. But he has plenty. Why me? 

"Cmon.." he says patting the pillow. "Lay your head down. If you fall asleep. I'll wake ya when it's over"  he says. 

I give him a look. 

"Promise, no funny stuff. Just...stay...for a little bit" he says. 

i sigh and slide down, slipping my legs under his covers since he's currently ontop of them. Bane moves one of the pillows, and takes the last one and puts it on his lap. It's a fluffy enough pillow that I don't have to worry about him doing it for perverted reasons. But, I am worried about the fact, my butterflies are slapping my insides a million miles a minute when I let myself rest my head on his lap, on the pillow, and his fingers push a piece of hair behind my ear. 

My eyes flutter closed, and as his finger tips slip through my hair, and trace my hair line at the side of my head, and his fingers slip behind my ear and around it, slowly, then trace over my hair line at the nape of my neck. I exhale deeply and my eyes stay shut. 

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Bane

I don't watch another second of the fucking movie. Instead I watch her eyelids flutter, I watch her back rise slowly as she inhales, and watch it fall as she exhales. I let my hand rub her back gently, slowly, but I think she's already fallen asleep. 

My phone vibrates and I pick it up. 

It's the redhead from the other day. 

"Redo?" she types and sends a selfie with her mouth open, tits out from an angle above, as if she were on her knees for me. 

I'm only human. The picture still makes my cock twitch. I look to Valentina, fast asleep on my lap, and like a cute puppy, I don't have the heart to disturb her and send her home to let the red head handle the stress Valentine's sweet ass puts on my cock. Seriously, showing up here with no bra? I debate my choices. Wake her up, send her home to get my cock sucked. Don't wake her up, don't get my cock sucked.  I pick up my phone and decide to go for another choice. 

"When can you get here?" type back. 

"I'm already at the gate" she replies with a winky face. I grab my remote and turn the tv to the surveillance cameras in the house. I see in the bottom left hand corner, a white mercedes outside the gate. I buzz her in. 

I text her. 

"We have to be quiet. I have company that's sleeping. Meet you at the door." I type. I put my phone on the night stand, and slowly, and carefully, slip out from under the pillow and let Valentine's head down slowly. She stirs slightly, but nudges her cheek into the pillow and lets out a sigh. 

Just the sight of her in my bed, asleep, turns me the fuck on, and lucky for Red, Valentine has already done half of her job by teasing my dick all night. 

I go downstairs and open the door slowly. Red is there. I call her Red, because I honestly am not 100% sure I know her name, nor do I really care. 

I pull off my shirt. She's dressed in tight little mini skirt, heels and a tight tank top that has her massive freckled tits popping out. 

"Hurry up" I say, and unbuckle my pants. Red falls to her knees right in the middle of the entrance hall. Her cherry lips wrapping around my cock. I lean my head back

"Fuuuuuck" I groan out. Closing my eyes imagining it's Valentine's mouth on me. 

"Mmm" she moans with me in her mouth, I grab her head and fuck her mouth. Her moans make it harder to imagine she's Valentine, so I just look down and enjoy her mouth on me instead. 

"Put your hands behind your fucking back" I demand, and she obeys. 

I groan, and fuck her face, reaching down with one hand and pulling down her tank top, one of her tits falling out, a perfect puffy pink nipple showing. 

God I need pussy.  Preferably the one upstairs in my fucking bed, but since that's a no go right now, Red's will have to do. 

"You want to get fucked?" I ask her pulling her hair back, popping her mouth of my cock and she nods. 

"You have a condom?" I ask her. She shakes her head. I groan. 

"Come on" I growl and pull her up, her heels clacking against the floor as she follows me into the kitchen. I find a stash in a small bowl in one of the cabinets. I lift the foil wrapper to my mouth , ripping it open with my teeth, and have my cock sheathed in seconds, hard and ready to fuck. She reaches for me with her hands to my face, bringing her mouth mine, but I stop her, spinning her around and bending her over the counter, and lift her skirt, pulling her panties to the side and I take yet another offering from another one of Jordan Bell High's eager sluts. 

I groan. 

"Fuuuuck' she cries out. An over reacting actress. Which would normally be fine, but I can't have her waking Valentine. 

"shhh" I shush her. I clasp my hand over her mouth as I fuck her from behind. 

Her pussy is pretty damn nice, tight, nice and wet. She even squeezes it making it tighter like a good girl. 

I groan and fuck her harder, my hand slipping from her mouth as she squeals. I reach under her and grab her tits. 

"Oh Bane!" she cries out. 

"Bane!" she cries again.

"You're going to make me cum!" she cries. I slide my hand down between her legs and rub her clit and groan. 

"Fuck me Bane!" she screams. I slap her ass. 

"Shut up" I growl. 

I grab her hips hard and slam myself into her. I start to think about Valentine, how hard she can take it, how deep I could bury myself into her, the sounds of her moaning, what noises she makes when being fucked, and how good it'd feel to fuck her bare. 

Red cums on my dick as I think about Valentine, and I groan, letting myself cum , while Red still moans. 

I groan, and exhale when it's over , sliding out, and sliding the condom off and throwing it in the trash.  

"Mmmm" Red said her hand between her legs looking over her shoulder. 

"Again?" she asks. 

"No thanks." I say and pull up my pants. 

She laughs in disbelief. 

"Excuse me?" she says. 

"are you deaf? I said no thanks." I say.

Red scoffs and pulls down her skirt. 

"Well I could stay and then later we coul.." she starts.

"No" I say taking a pack of cigarettes from the counter. 

She looks at me. 

"What did you expect sweetheart? For me to cuddle you afterwards? Fall asleep in my arms?" I laugh and light the cigarette and walk into my back yard. Red follows, She's taken a cigarette and lit one for her self. 

"You're a real asshole, you know that right?" she says exhaling.

I shrug. "Did you not cum?" I ask. 

"Yes, I came." She said. "But"

"Then that's more than I'm sure some of the other guys give you...you should be thanking me." I say and inhale and she laughs and shakes her head.

"Wow...you're a fucking ass" she says.

I shrug. "I've been called worse" 

"Well..." she says and drops the cigarette on the patio tiles and crushes it with her heel. 

"Thanks for the orgasm!" she says half sarcastically, half pissed off. I watch her walk back in my house and I listen for the front door. She slams it. I roll my eyes. Hearing her car door slam from the opposite side of the house and her engine rev as she peels out of the driveway. I roll my eyes and exhale. My eyes looking up at the sky, barely able to see any stars with all the light pollution. My eyes come back down, to Valentines house. I notice her bedroom light on. I feel my eye brows pull. Maybe she left it on? Then the light flicks off. Maybe it was her parents checking on her? I toss the cigarette and go inside the house to wake her. I go up the stairs, and when I get to my room. I turn my head left to right, looking around my room. Because Valentine isn't in my fucking bed. 

Her phone is gone from the other night stand. I walk over and pick up my phone. I notice the surveillance cameras still pulled up on my tv. 

Shit. Shit. Shit. She woke up, and saw me fucking Red. Or who knows when she woke up, maybe she only saw her sucking me. 

"Come back" i type. 

"You've gotta be fucking kidding." she types. 

"Goodnight Bane." she types. 

I lift the phone as I press dial, calling her. Straight to voicemail. she turned it off. 

"Fuck"I curse, and run my hand through my hair. 

I jog down the stairs and through the house and out back. I walk through the yard and up to her window. I tap. 

I tap again.  

After the third tap I  push up her window and hear her gasp. 

I can see her jump up out of her bed in the dark. She's only in panties and a tank top. 

"Get the fuck out of here Bane" she hisses coming to the window.

"Why did you leave?" I ask. 

She looks at me as though I have eight heads. 

"Maybe because you were fucking that girl in your kitchen Bane, geeze, I dunno" She says. Hand on her hip.

"Well, I really didnt think you were up for the task, or I wouldve asked you Valentine" I say playfully. Because, seriously? Why the fuck is she mad? 

She pushes my hands off her window sill.

"Don't ever...call me that again...I mean it Bane" and I swear her eyes were filled with a rage so fucking dark, but also what looked like the sting of tears lingering in her eyes. I backed up from the window as she slammed it shut, and locked it.