Atlas POV
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Fuck. Fuckity fuck.
My gaze was fixed on the little note slipped under my door. Followed by a bundle of clothes. I heard Niko giggle a little as he scampered away with what would have been Cyrus. My eyes narrowed as I made my way across the room, and leant down to pick up the note. ‘Dear little kitten,’ I glared at the wall ‘since we had such a wonderful time last night,’ I glared at the wall some more ‘you agreed to flounce around in this little dress you love so much.’
If looks could kill, the wall would be a pile of ashes by now. I let out a loud sigh as I hung out the clothes in front of me.
I stiffened a little as the black and white frills looked out at me, and the maid dress seemed to haunt me, even as I looked away. God fucking damn. This fucking bitch. No way was Colten actually going to make me wear this. My eyes skimmed the note again. ‘and if you don’t wear it~ you can have some… fun… with Arlo ;-;’
What. The fuck. I moved over to sit on my bed, eyes glued on the small dress in my hands. Before there was a knock on the door.
My eyes flicked up, and I tensed. “Oh kitten? Darling? I can’t wait to see you in that little dress~ I even have a little bow for your hair, and a collar too~” Riftyn chirpy trill sounded, and I clenched my fists. I was going to fucking get back that bastard for that.
“Atlas? You there? I’ll come in if you don’t reply-“
“Yes.”
“Aww.” I could almost see his pout. “Why aren’t you excited? Oh wait, I can basically see your eyes narrowing and eyebrows raising. Can you see it too Ever? See Atlas, Ever and I know you too well. Now. Put that lovely little dress, and come show us darling.”
I let out a loud sigh, before holding the dress up to my eyes. Fucking fuck. Again.
Groaning a little, I undressed, and slipped the small dress on. The ribbons wrapped over my torso, and the tiny little skirt barely covered anything. Neither did the top. I glanced in the mirror, before doing a double take.
Dark green eyes widened, and my eyes trailed over the reflection. My white hair fluffed at the front landing over my eyes, that peeked out from the mess. The silky hair landed on the back of my neck, where a little bow held up the strings of the top.
I subconsciously moved my hands away from my waist as my eyes swept over a sculpted chest, overpronounced with the black and white bows and ties. Defined abs were lit up in the morning sun, ribbons and strings running all over, as if tying them down.
I felt my face heat a little as my eyes drew over my v-line, and skimmed over the lines of all the black and white frills. I turned a little, and felt something pool a little in my lower stomach as my eyes swept over the little skirt barely covering my ass.
Holy. Shit. I was hot.
Wait what the fuck. I’ve never thought that before. I turned to face my reflection again, a light blush dusting over my cheeks.
Fuck it, I decided. I moved over to my desk, picking up a little white makeup pen. I had used it on art, and I don’t know… maybe it would work on me?
I neared the mirror, leaning towards me, which exposed more of my body. Forcing my eyes to look up, I stared into the mirror, before drawing on little white freckles.
The mirror stared back at me, until I decided I was finished, and look back. “Kitten? Come out.” It was Arlo this time, and I snapped myself out of my thoughts. Before realising I now had to go outside. Fuck.
I groaned a little, before taking a deep breath, forcing down a blush. “Don’t worry darling, Everett is doing the same,” Colten called, and I raised my eyebrows. Alright then.
I had an icy glare on as I opened the door. Ignoring the blatant gazes and coos, I walked down the stairs, careful not to trip or anything. Bad idea.
Riftyn was at the bottom, eyes gleaming in satisfaction. As soon as I reached the bottom, he leaped towards me, holding me in place. My eyes widened, and I pushed against him, before another hand came down onto my shoulder. I hardened my glare, before shoving both Riftyn and the other off me, almost running to the other side of the room.
“Get fucking-” My voice stopped as I looked at them both. As they stared at me with pity. Magnus had a sort of disappointed look in his eye, and Rif just looked sorry. “Sorry- I- I didn’t realise-“
“No.” Mags’ voice was soft. “I… I shouldn’t have assumed it’d go away this easily.” He whispered, and I bit my tongue, watching him. Riftyn glanced at him, before perking up a little. “You know Atlas… you could make it up to him by giving him a hug,” He drawled, eyes flicking between. My eyes narrowed. “I don’t do hugs.” I muttered, and Mags glanced at me.
With his puppy dog eyes.
With his light, starry green eyes.
Wide, innocent eyes. “Please? I’ll let you tease Rif for a day?” He pouted, and my eyes narrowed. I could see the dangerous glint in his eye. I raised my head a little. He pouted some more. The teasing part did sound pretty good.
“Fine.” I grunted, before dragging my feet over to him. His face lit up in delight, and he moved forward, wrapping his arms around my body.
I was tense. That was it. And alert. But Magnus’s grip was tight, and I didn’t want to hurt him. So I stood there. As fucking Riftyn smirked, and put a shitty ass collar around my neck, and a goddam bow in my hair. “Fuck. You.” I breathed, and he sent me a suggestive look.
“But you look so fucking pretty kitten.”
I ignored him, instead turning to face whoever was coming down the stairs. My ears pricked because of the tension, I relaxed as I saw who it was.
And then tensed as I saw what he was wearing. And tensed down there, too. Ever stood at the bottom of the stairs, in the lace I had seen him wearing in the mall.
Shit. Goddam. This man- god fucking dam. He looked just as beautiful and delectable as he had in the mall. I sent him a suggestive look, and he shivered.
“Hi darling~” I whispered, and Magnus’s grip tightened. “No. Not right now. We’re having breakfast.” He instructed, and I groaned, before slipping out of his hold.
The chatter was louder than usual as we all sat, everyone’s eyes on both Ever and I. “You know, it’s been a while since Ever did this,” Niko mused, grinning, and Colten gave a chuckle.
“Yeah. And last time it was you Niko. Don’t forget that.”
Niko fell silent at that, blushing a little.
Breakfast was quick that time. Probably because I avoided any and all conversation, keeping my eyes glaring at the wall behind Riftyn. Mags clapped his hands, and I immediately moved to go back to my room. Before an arm stopped me.
“Now, now kitten, don’t leave just yet,” Arlo murmured, and I glanced over to see Milo hanging off his arm.
“Let’s go talk on the couch,” Arlo grinned, and before I could decline, he dragged me over. Milo sat in his lap, and I sat, tense beside him. “Now kitten, how would you like it if…”
I drowned out his voice after that. I wasn’t bothered to listen to his teasing, and judged by the blushes Milo was giving, I figured that was for the better anyways. Until Arlo leaned over sending out a fist to roughly pull on my collar, eyes darkened.
“Are you listening Atlas?” He growled, and I narrowed my eyes.
“Does it look like it?” I enquired cooly, and a low noise came from his throat.
His eyes flashed, and I realised how close we were. His face loomed over mine, and I realised I was leaning over Milo. My eyes widened a little, and I made to move away a little, so he wouldn’t be stuck. “Oh no you don’t.” Arlo muttered, pulling me further over Milo, until I had to support myself.
My hands were placed on either side of Milo’s shoulders as he lay back, head in Arlo’s lap. Instead of looking down at Milo, as I usually would, my face was forced up to look at Arlo. “Milo. Have your fun.” Arlo’s eyes glinted, and he must have seen my questioning gaze.
My questions were soon answered. I swallowed as I felt Lo’s fingers begin to trail up and down my chest, down over my v-line. I shivered as goosebumps prickled, and Arlo began to whisper with his hot breath in my ear.
“You know darling. One day, I’ll make you wear that. And I’ll fuck you over the counter. With everyone watching. Maybe I’ll bring Niko or Colten in as well. I’ll hitch up this tiny little skirt of yours-” With his words, I felt one of his large hands move past my thigh, and began to ride up the back of my skirt.
Mixed with the cool fingers of Lo trailing over my torso, I felt pleasure stir in my lower stomach.
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