Felicity Pt. 01

"Yeah. It was last fall, right after school started."

"Oh. So what now?"

"We finish school. Weekend after graduation... you are mine."

It was a long week of tension and huge moods in her house. Her sister raged, saying she knew what she heard and that Felicity was lying. Her mother tried to talk to Rachel about being gay. Rachel didn't deny it but she said it wasn't about that. No matter how many times Felicity told her she had misunderstood what was happening, Rachel called her a liar. Felicity was at a loss. She was trying to protect Rachel and her mother!

Dillon kept his distance from her house, though her mother had rescinded her demand that he stay out. He kept her close at school, and after, dropping her off just before her curfew.

The next week wasn't much better with finals and plans for graduation. Felicity stayed close to Dillon, fixing in her mind all the things she liked about him over and over again. Convincing herself so she could convince him.

Graduation came and Dillon politely declined an invitation to her family party, though he did introduce himself to her father. Rachel was hardly speaking to Felicity, but had finally admitted to both of her parents that she was gay. She even introduced them to Sabel.

The day after graduation, Friday, Dillon showed up to her house bright and early. He gave her a heated smile and she felt a wave of nausea roll over her. It was here. It was now. This was about to happen.

"You all packed?" he asked.

"Umm. No. I didn't want anyone to freak out so I didn't say anything. It won't take me long, come on up. Mom is asleep and Rachel stayed the night at Cora's."

As soon as she closed her bedroom door, he took hold of her and kissed her, pushing her down to her bed. They had not been intimate since the night the police had come. She felt weeks worth of pent up need coursing through her as she pulled him closer and from the ferocity of his kiss,he was feeling it too.

"I will hurry," she whispered, pulling back. "Where... where are we going? Your grampas or your uncles?"

"Neither. Not really. They are both mine now. We are going to the house though, used to be my uncles. I'll help," he said with a grin, pulling her up.

She didn't have a lot of clothes, it was her other things she was having trouble with. Books, pictures, nic nacs, stuffed animals, 18 years worth of memories.

"Books and a few pictures of your family," he said decisively. "Leave the rest. For when you visit home."

"Ok. I guess this is it then. Car is full I guess?"

"Yeah, I moved my stuff yesterday. House already has furniture."

"I should say bye."

"We won't be far and you can call her later after she wakes up. No reason to get her up early and stress her out so she doesn't sleep at all."

"Ok... ok, sure. Let's go then."

The ride was quiet as she sat feeling hollow and scared. She would know soon, where the bunker was.

Finally, she asked, "How far is it?"

"Not much further," he answered, glancing at her and giving her a grin.

"You gonna show me around when we get there?"

"No," he answered, still smiling.

"No? I guess you want to unpack first?"

"No."

"No?!?"

"No."

"What then?"

He gave her another heated grin. "I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to sit for a week," he answered. "Then I am going to make you come till you pass out. I'll wake you up by feeding you my cock until you choke on it, and then we will start over again. I am going to tie you to my bed for the next three months."

Felicity laughed nervously and looked at him wide eyed. The look he gave her said he was not teasing.