Felicity Pt. 01

She had no idea how long they were there, kissing, clutching each other, grinding against each other. Her mother made both of them jump up guiltily. "Must be a good movie!" she said cheerfully.

Felicity sat up as if she had been caught doing something wrong and Dillon looked at the movie with a grin as Felicity looked back at her mom. "I thought you were in the garden!" she said breathlessly.

"I was! Look. More tomatoes! Dillon, does your family like tomatoes?"

"Sure," he answered, giving Felicity a smile. She realized as she looked at him that she had never seen him smile anywhere but with her. He looked so different when he smiled. Not creepy at all, just pleasant and handsome.

She pushed that thought away. He was a psychopath. He had her sister, holding her hostage for her good behavior.

"I'll get you a bag then!" her mother said cheerfully. "I'm about to make dinner, y'all hungry?"

Felicity didn't think she could do this, not with her mom. "Mom, Dillon and I were going to go downtown, eat at the D.O."

"Oh, ok sugarbooger! Have fun, not too late it's a school night."

"I know mom, we'll be back later!"

She gave Dillon a smile and ran upstairs to get dressed. When she came back down, her mom was sitting in the living room talking to him. Felicity froze as she paused to listen.

"...actually known each other since kindergarten, we just ran in different circles. When I saw her reading one of my favorite books, we talked and just kind of hit it off."

"Well that explains that! City and her books, she is a huge fan of her favorite books! She'll talk for hours if you get her started, I'm glad she found someone to talk to about them!"

"I'm glad too," he said with his shining smile, looking past her mom to her on the stairs.

She hurried down and gave her mom a tight smile as she grabbed his hand.

"Nice to meet you Dillon!" her mom called.

"You too ma'am!"

Dillon was smirking as he opened the car door for her. He was quiet for the drive, but when they pulled up to the little diner, he scowled darkly. It was packed full of people, mostly teenagers. He turned the car off and turned to her, she was sure to say something, but she hopped out of the car before he could. He jumped out to chase her down, but she came around to meet him and took hold of his hand with both of hers, leaning into him like she adored him. He was still scowling, but he pulled her inside to a booth.

"City?" her friend Trinity asked, popping into the seat next to her.

"Hey Trinity!" she answered in alarm, remembering what Dilon had said about her.

"I didn't know you and Dillon were a thing?"

"Yeah, it kind of just happened. We went out Friday night and haven't been apart since."

"Oh, well that's cool. We still doing study group Tuesday before finals?"

"Yeah, of course. Umm. Can we do it Wednesday though?"

"I can ask the others, but probably, why?"

"Dillon has a family thing that night, I can't go with. I just kind of want to hang out with him as much as I can before I leave for the Summer."

"Oh, wow. So serious then? Still going to the lake for the Summer?"

"That's the plan... but it's no big if I change my mind. Not like mom is renting my room out. If, you know, I decide I want to stick around a while longer."

"What about your Summer internship?"

"Nothing is in stone yet, but it's not like I will need the internship."

"Hey Dillon," Trinity finally offered him. Felicity noticed the smug smile, like she had a secret he didn't want told.

"Hello Trinity," he offered mildly, giving her a bland look. "Haven't seen you in detention lately."

Trinity blushed and glanced at Felicity, but Felicity just gave her a blank smile.

"Me and Lydia are here, you two should join us!" the girl said brightly.

"No thanks," Felicity smiled at her. "Dillon and I are still wanting time alone, you know."

"Oh sure, yeah. I will see you tomorrow! Dillon, maybe I will see you in detention before school is out?" she said teasingly as she stood.

"I doubt he will be getting in much more trouble," Felicity said quickly. "I convinced him to stop skipping classes and start doing his homework. Detention is less time together, you know? Besides, I'm the only one he will be making out with from now on."

Trinity's smile froze and she looked down at Felicity wide eyed.

"Yeah, he told me. I didn't care until you flirted with him right in front of me as if I didn't know."

"City, I was just messing with him, I wasn't flirting! It's Dillon, I wasn't flirting, you know I wasn't! Not with him!"

"You don't know him. Not at all. You were flirting, even if it was cruelly. If you did know him like I knew him, you'd wish it was you sitting here with him. Whatever Trin, see you tomorrow."

"Look City, I shouldn't have..."

"It's whatever Trin, really. I want to enjoy my date, ok? See you tomorrow."

Trinity left, looking confused and upset. Felicity turned back to Dillon and glanced at him and he was giving her a smirk. "You sounded jealous," he said lightly, amusement shining in his eyes.

She blushed and shrugged. "I knew saying something would make her back off for the rest of the school year. Leave us alone. Not ask too many questions."

"Right. That's it. Why don't you come over here and sit by me instead of all the way over there?"

Dinner was uneventful after that. They sat there longer than they needed to, his arm around her, holding her hand, putting on the show he wanted her to put on.

She went into her house alone, but as soon as her mom left for work, she let him in. He pulled her up to her room and immediately started pulling her clothes off of her.

She hugged herself stiffly, but didn't stop him. "Dillon... can we slow down a minute?"

"For what? I want you baby. Come on. You know you like it, you want it. I want to feel you come for me again. Ease up baby, relax."

"Maybe we can cuddle for a minute? Kiss some more? That was nice, right?"

"Felicity, you aren't going back on your promise are you? You said we'd fuck, remember? Do I need to take what I want and wait an extra few days on a trip to see your sister?"

"No! No, that's not what I was saying. I just mean, you know, like foreplay first? Kissing and stuff?"

"Take the rest of your clothes off and get in bed Felicity," he said coldly.

She hurried, trying to fix her mistake. She had to be eager, not push him away. Still, she was afraid of what was about to happen, even if it had happened before. She climbed into bed and turned to face him as he looked down at her angrily. She licked her lips warily as he stood there, glowering. She moved closer to him and reached out, pulling him closer by his belt. She undid it, looking up at him and he watched her, his eyes still cold. She pushed his shirt up and leaned in to kiss his abs, running her fingertips up his chest to his shoulders and neck. She pulled him down into bed, moving to kiss him and hold him against her.

He pulled back and laid on his back, one arm behind his head. "I want you to suck my cock," he said, watching her, watching her face for a reaction.

She looked up at him fearfully, but nodded slightly. "Will you tell me how? What to do? If I am doing it right?"

"Sure."

She nodded again, then took a deep breath before undoing his pants. She tugged them down and he lifted his hips so she could pull them off. She looked at him again and he was watching her with hooded eyes. She felt like he was scrutinizing her every move. Waiting for her to hesitate or balk. She pulled his boxers off, getting her first look at his dick. It was laying over his left hip as he lifted his hips again, and it was still mostly soft. Still, it was impressive looking. She had seen pictures, she had gotten dick pics from jerks, and she had seen them on TV. He wasn't the largest she had ever seen, but he was the largest she had ever seen on someone she knew and not on TV or the internet. She realized she was staring and she glanced up at him again. He had a small smirk on his lips and his eyes were hungry as he watched her. She took another deep breath and nodded, trying to psych herself up. She was terrified.

She leaned in, hovering over it like she was doing a pushup and very timidly kissed the tip. It twitched slightly and she stared wide eyed again.

"Use your hand," he said and his voice caught her so off guard that she jumped and squeaked. "Take hold at the bottom."

She nodded shakily and took hold of his dick in her hand. It was warm and soft, it felt odd. She ran her thumb over the soft flesh, then used her other hand to play her fingers over the length of him. It twitched again and began to thicken in her hand and grow longer. It was sort of fascinating to watch. She leaned in and kissed the head again, then lightly licked it, tasking the clear liquid that was starting to seep out the end. She took hold of him with both hands, watching him get completely hard, then licked the head again. He was so warm and it was a little exhilarating to be holding him this way. Both of her hands wrapped around him, him so thick and hard. She looked up at him again and his brown eyes were glittering, his smile just barely there, his full lips parted slightly. He really was hot, even if he could seem creepy sometimes. His look now was just hungry.

She lowered her head, but kept her eyes on him as she licked him again, more slowly. She could tell he liked that, her looking up at him. She moved one hand and licked up the length of him, still watching, getting a little aroused herself.

Her door opened suddenly and she jumped, but too late. "City, I left my... oh! Oh!" Her mother spun and shut the door and Felicity jumped up, wrapping in a sheet. Dillon didn't move, he just laid back and watched her standing there, starting to panic. "Ummm..." her mother said through the door. "Just... be safe... you know? Umm... See you in the morning! Umm... no sleepovers!"

Felicity heard her leaving, but it was too late. She dropped to the floor, trying to breathe, but she was breathing too fast. She was going to hyperventilate, her brain wouldn't get enough oxygen and she would die! She was going to die, right here, right now in her bedroom.

A hand on her face forced her head to turn and she was looking into Dillons brown eyes, with the cute little puffy wrinkle under them when he looked down or smiled. He was laying on the floor next to her, his head on his arm. She could see his tattoo and it was such an abstract thought.

He stroked her cheek gently. "I'm here," he said softly. "I'm right here. Easy babe, slower breaths. Deep in, slow out. It's all fine babe, she's cool with it. You are more than old enough, we both are. It's all good. We're all good. Slower breaths. Deep in, slow out."

"I can't! I can't, I can't! I am going to die, my brain is going to shut down and my heart will explode! It's too much!"

"Shhhh baby, shhhh. Easy. Listen to me. Listen to my voice. Slow and calm, big in, slow out. Deep breaths babe. Big in, slow out. Do it with me. I got you, I'm not going anywhere, I won't let anything happen, I promise. Big in, slow out. Again. Deep in, now out slow. See, you can do it. Again. Again for me babe. See? That wasn't even a bad one. Come here." He pulled her closer, hugging her against him as she shook. "Keep breathing for me babe. Big in, slow out. Hold on as tight as you need to, I have you. Big in, slow out. You cool?"

She half nodded, still shaking like a leaf, her adrenaline too high now.

He kissed her forehead lightly and got up, picking her up to lay on her bed. He laid down next to her and pulled the blankets over her. She turned and leaned into him, pressing herself close as he put his arm around her. "That wasn't a bad one at all," he said more softly. "Just keep breathing for me. You're doing so great babe. Come up here, look at me. You cool?"

She nodded again, too quickly, her mind still racing and spinning.

"God you are so beautiful, even when you are crying. My beautiful girl. Keep breathing for me. It's all cool babe. She doesn't care, you're fine. We are adults, she gets it. Ok?"

"I know. I know. It's fine. It's fine. I'm ok. It wasn't her... just... not really. Not really."

"Just spooked you, I get it. It's ok babe, keep breathing for me. Look at me. I'm right here."

"I know. Thank you Dillon. Thank you for not getting mad."

"It's fine babe, I knew this about you before I asked you out. Feeling better now?"

"I'm ok."

"You still look spooked. Come on, let me hold you a while."

He pulled her closer to lay on his chest and she let him. She wouldn't be sleeping any time soon and she was anxious now, her legs vibrating with energy that needed to be expended. "My mom will check on me in the morning."

"Nah. I know she gets home after you leave for school."

"School... I forgot about school. This all seems so... surreal."

"You remember what you said about..."

"Yeah. I do. You're my boyfriend, I adore you. I know."

"You know... you are a lousy actress. You look terrified most of the time, but a couple times now, you have looked at me like you like what you see. Once in the diner. A few minutes ago when you looked up at me after tasting my cock. Down on the floor just now. Starting to feel like you are really coming around."

"If you want me to truly come around, you will let my sister go. Give us a real shot."

"It's not that easy though, is it? You need motivation. And now, there is her as well. She will talk, tell. She never saw me, she has no idea where she is, but she will tell what happened to her."

"She won't talk, not if you say she will end up back there if she does. Or maybe convince her it was a hazing. A weekend of being scared done to her by the Seniors on the basketball team. They have been giving her shit about wanting to start as a freshman, even if she was good enough. She would believe it."

"We'll talk about it. Later. For now just stop. I like it when you look at me that way babe. I think if you could look at me like that every time you look at me, we could move on to a better place. The next step, you know?"

"Next step?"

"Letting her go. Getting away from here. Getting back to just you and me. After school is out, after you show everyone how you feel about me. About us. How much you want us to be a thing."

"Ok. Dillon?"

"Yeah babe?"

"I will do all of that, even if you do let her go. Happily."

"Hush. Try to go to sleep babe. Here, take one of these," he said, giving her half a pill.

She looked at it, then back up at him. "Another sleeping pill?"

"It's less than half, it will just help you sleep. Make sure you don't get any ideas."

"Before we... do anything?"

"I didn't think you were up for anything anymore," he answered with a smirk.

"Maybe... I can finish what I started?" she asked, hoping to make him happy. Hoping to make him believe her.

"So that I will think about letting your sister go, or because you want to?"

"I... It was kind of exciting... I was excited to try. To learn. To do for you what you did for me, making me... you know. And watching it... watching how I could make that happen, how much you liked it. It was very exciting. It excited me."

"Mmm. Well I am not going to stop you," he teased with his grin.

Felicity sat up, still shaking, and pulled the blankets back. His cock was exactly like it had been, laying over his left hip. She didn't hesitate this time, she took hold of his cock and moved lower, licking along the back ridge again. He got hard much faster this time and made a small noise of appreciation. She stroked with her hand and licked, then kissed softly and sucked on the head.

"Nnnn, babe, I like that... but I want you to put your lips around it. Put it in your mouth and all the way to the back of your throat. As far as you can."

Felicity put her lips over it and pushed it in, taking it in as far as she could. The slight salty flavor of the clear liquid was almost pleasant, but the thickness of his cock was a bit more than she could handle. She got it less than halfway before she gagged and had to pull back. She kept trying, moving up and down as she stroked with her hands. She wanted him happy, she wanted him convinced she wanted him too.

It helped that this was sort of thrilling. Feeling how hard he was, hearing how much he loved it. She hadn't been trying for more than two minutes when he took hold of her hair and pulled her off of him, laying her down on the bed.

"I want to taste you," he growled, shoving her down and pushing her legs open wide. He didn't hesitate, he dove in, opening his mouth wide around her pussy and swirling his tongue all over her. He shoved it into her slit, into her opening, then around to her clit. His tongue never rested, darting everywhere and licking as he sucked hard like he was trying to give her a hickey.

"Oh! Ohh, slow down! Not so hard! Oooh... Slower. That feels so good! I like that... higher... there! Right there! Ooooh!" she moaned as he latched on to her clit. "Don't suck so hard, just soft... mmmm, Dillon that feels so good! Mmm...! Oooh! Yes! Like that!"

Once he found what she liked, he half growled with need to make her come for him. He slid one, then two fingers into her and listened to her cries mount as he curled his fingers inside of her. When she came, locking around his fingers, and squeezing his head between her thighs, he was throbbing with a need of his own. When her legs relaxed and he could pull away, he moved higher and kissed her. She kissed him back enthusiastically, taking fistsful of his hair and holding him close, she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Fuck yeah baby," he said panting and pulling back. He moved higher and slid into her with a rough thrust. Her scream was both pleasure and pain as she raised her hips to meet his thrust.

"Oooh, Dillon! Yes! You feel so good! More Dillon! Harder! Faster! Make me come again! Make me yours!"

When she clenched around his cock again, coming with a high pitched wail, he groaned. He tried to hold back, to wait, to pull out so he could come on her tits like he wanted to, but she was too much. He exploded inside of her, coming deep as she squeezed him. "Fuck baby! That's pussy is so fucking good, you love this cock don't you baby?"

"Yes!" she panted, still gripping his arms as she came down. She let out a sigh of contentment and went limp, completely blissed out.

He collapsed next to her, pulling out as he did and holding her against him. "I loved that baby. That was fucking amazing. God you are so hot. Tell me next time baby, I want to come on your tits. Your tits are fucking hot," he said softly, carressing one of her breasts and kissing her shoulder.

"It feels so good when you come inside of me. So hot, pouring into me. The way you quiver inside of me, I can feel all of it. I love it. I will go on the pill or something, I don't ever want you to stop. Ohh. I don't think I can hardly move, I feel like a puddle. Do you think... Do you think that tomorrow night you will let me finish you? Feel what it's like for you to come in my mouth? Taste your cum?"

He chuckled and rubbed her shoulder. "Any time you want babe. Here. Take this."

She took the pill he gave her and swallowed it, then turned and laid her head on his shoulder. She slid her hand up his chest and sighed in contentment before turning her head to kiss his shoulder.

Her blaring alarm on her phone woke her up and she sat up, wincing. Dillon wasn't there. She got up and looked around, but he was gone. She hurried to the shower and got ready for school, wondering if he had gone home to change or what she should do?

She came out of the shower drying her hair and almost ran into Rachel in the hall.

"Rach?" she asked incredulously.

"What?" her sister snapped angrily. Not her usual demeanor.