Payback's A Bitch

“Fuck. I’m sorry.” You sincerely tell her as you hold her hand to apologize. “I’m being an asshole, aren’t I?” You half-jokingly ask as well.

“Hey~” Brooke replies, doing the same move you do to calm your girls when they’re overthinking, rubbing her thumb on the back of your hand. You can’t help but let out a smile form on the corner of your lips at the coincidence.

“I told you, you’re not an asshole already, haven’t I? Plus, I completely understand why you’re spaced out. The weight of the world is a lot to handle.” Brooke says in a comforting tone.

“It is… wait. What?” You mindlessly agree, before realizing what she said.

“Oh, you know. The ol’ ‘with great power, comes great responsibility’ kind of weight of the world.” Brooke tries to explain, but it only makes you even more confused.

“What does Spider-Man have to do with me?” You ask her.

“You may not have super strength or spider senses; but like I’ve told you before, what you do have is reality altering magic at your fingertips… and an incredibly self-beneficial way to be able to use it. Yet, you try to stay true to who you are before you had all that. The girls are even saying you barely even make the most of it. This is only my assumption, but I feel like — you feel like — you have a responsibility to the people you’re affecting with your magical powers, and that you make it your duty towards them to not **** those powers, but also not to use it just for your benefit… which makes your powers both a blessing and a curse.” Brooke explains.

“You’re saying it’s my own fault for having a conscience?” You half-jokingly ask, which makes Brooke laugh too, before playfully slapping you in the arm.

“No~! I’m saying it takes a lot of willpower to avoid temptation, and that’s probably why you’re stressed out so much.” Brooke explains, still using her analogy.

“So, what you’re saying is… I’m Jesus?” You fully jokingly ask this time.

“Oh my God!” Brooke reacts in frustration but still laughing. “You interact with Courtney once and you’ve become exactly like her.” Brooke jokes, making you laugh this time too.

“Sorry. I’m just trying out your love language.” You tease her.

“Bitch.” Brooke playfully calls you, and you both have a laugh. You give her a genuine happy smile, as you feel like you and Brooke are finally reaching a level of comfort she probably reserves for people who’ve known her for a lot longer than you have.

“Look, what I’m trying to say is, I know it’s not easy when the thing you need to do is something that you feel is abusive. I remember that you were worried what I would think if you started having one night stands just to farm points. I bet you did the same thing when you were figuring out if you should buy a trait so you could date your cousin. I bet that’s what you’re feeling now with this whole ‘Family Comes First’ thing too, right?” Brooke explains much more clearly.

“Did I ever tell you about that? How stressed out I was about possibly going after Celeste?” You honestly admit.

“I can imagine. Knowing you, you were probably telling yourself ‘Oh, I’m such an asshole for wanting this’, weren’t you?” Brooke correctly guesses, and you chuckle at her correct assumption.

“You know me so well already.” You confirm, while continuing to chuckle.

“What did you finally tell yourself that made you crack and just buy the **** trait?” Brooke asks.

“Oh, like we said, Cassie basically made me impulse buy it by cheering me on.” You remind her while chuckling. “The part I actually racked my brain to justify was actually going after Celeste even after I bought the trait already.” You clarify.

“Okay~, yeah, I remember you mentioning that impulse buying story. Still, same question. What’d you tell yourself to actually go for it before finding out she had a boyfriend?” Brooke re-asks, and you’re about to answer, but the memory of it makes you chuckle before you could answer her properly.

“What? What’s so funny?” Brooke asks.

“Promise you won’t judge me, okay?” You tell her.

“I promise. Cross my heart, hope to die.” Brooke assures you, making a cross motion over her chest, inadvertently giving you an excuse to glance at her cleavage.

Stop thinking with your dick and answer her!

“Okay, I told myself to start thinking with my dick and just go for it.” You admit. Brooke doesn’t react initially. She raises her eyebrow, waiting to see if you’ll crack and admit you’re joking. You finally rub the back of your neck in embarrassment and Brooke finally realizes you’re not kidding.

“No~. No way! You!?” Brooke reacts with a laugh. “Wait, why am I laughing? Of course you’d tell that to yourself. Probably the only straight man in the world who has to remind himself to think with his dick sometimes.” Brooke jokes, borderline insulting you.

“Hey now, I’d have you know, I’ve been thinking with my dick a lot more recently.” You playfully tell her with fake pride, which Brooke thankfully recognizes and it gets her to laugh once more.

“Oh~. Is that so?” Brooke ominously asks. “Interesting.” Brooke even more ominously adds.

“Is that why you feel guilty about having to buy the ‘family first’ trait? Because you think you’d probably be unable to control yourself with our female relatives?” Brooke jokingly asks.

“No!” You immediately answer in reaction. “I mean…” You immediately and inadvertently double back, making Brooke laugh at your admission.

“Tanya’s twins are really hot, huh?” Brooke teasingly asks you.

“Not the point I was trying to make.” You tell her weakly, not really knowing what actual point you’re trying to make, making her laugh even more.

“What was the point you were trying to make then?” Brooke asks, while continuing to look at you teasingly.

“That my dick thinks it would be smarter to focus on the gorgeous woman in front of me than to talk about other women while I’m with her.” You try to joke your way out of this topic of conversation, even though it’s your fault this became a topic in the first place; and Brooke laughs at your joke, but she doesn’t drop the subject entirely.

“Why is it rude? It’s not like I’d get jealous.” Brooke points out, and you’re about to react with a guilty apology but Brooke immediately realizes this and beats you to the punch.

“NO! Before you act all guilty, I’m not reprimanding you. It’s actually quite liberating not to have such an awful feeling about your friends, and have it be removed from your system entirely, and replaced with acceptance and a positive outlook instead.” Brooke assures you, and you give her a thankful smile for that reassurance.

“The point my dick is trying to make still stands.” You say half-jokingly. “I’m sorry if I wasn’t focused on watching the show and enjoying our time together.” You finally formally apologize.

“I admit I had things on my mind, and that caused me to space out earlier. It’s not just this whole thing with Becca and Cassie being half-sisters either. There’s this whole thing with my sister too. Then there’s the possible consequences that Cassie’s mom might face because she sided with us. Not to mention what Mr. Hoffman’s going to do when he gets here…” You admit to Brooke.

“So, let me ask again, are you regretting not postponing this date for some other night? You don’t have to worry about my feelings. Like I said back at the group meeting, I’m not going anywhere, Jay.” Brooke tells you with all sincerity.

“Hey~” you say before placing your hand over her thigh. “I don’t regret choosing this date.” You flat out tell her.

“I’m sorry if I ever made you doubt that I did. The lesson I need to learn isn’t that I should postpone more important things just to overthink situations I can’t fully control. It’s my own overthinking that’s causing me to space out. Thanks for reminding me that those issues are of my own making, and that I shouldn’t stress about it anymore since I have everyone’s support already.” You tell her.

“I mean, yeah, that was the entire point of the group meeting, right?” Brooke says with a chuckle. “But~... You’re still probably going to stress over it, aren’t you?” Brooke jokingly asks.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if I did.” You joke back.

“Okay~, since we’re staying, what can your ‘gorgeous’ date do to help you relax?” Brooke asks you teasingly. She breaks away from holding your hand and places the same hand on your upper thigh. She starts rubbing that area over your pants in a circular motion, her fingertips glancing at your crotch every now and then.

You glance at her hand that’s rubbing your thigh, before making your way up to look at her, but pause midway as something catches your eye. Brooke’s pulling down the cup of her bustier top ever so slightly to give you a tiny hint of her exposed nipple. You’re not sure how long you stared at that area, but by the time you look back at Brooke’s face, she has a teasing smile across her lips already.

“Like what you see?” Brooke teasingly asks.

“If you move your hand higher up my thigh, and maybe pull your top down a little further, you’ll get your answer.” You playfully tell her, and you see her react with a naughty grin upon hearing it.

“Someone’s thinking with their dick.” Brooke whispers near your ear teasingly, before she does what you suggested and palms your crotch with the hand that was rubbing your thigh a few seconds ago, before groping it with her fingers.

“You’re making it hard…” You reply with an awkward smile on your face. “Hard not to think with my dick, I mean.” You add on, clarifying you were joking. Although… if she keeps it up you’d probably get literally hard too.

“It’s a bit unfair that I can still feel your magic through your pants. Good thing it’s easier for us women to hide our arousal.” Brooke whispers into your ear as she continues to rub your balls over your pants. She rests her cheek onto your cheek, moaning while she speeds up her fondling of your cock. As soon as the blood begins to flow, and you can feel your pants grow tighter around your cock, Brooke immediately stops what she’s doing.

“Good luck watching the rest of the show with an erection.” Brooke whispers into your ear once more, before you start noticing that people are starting to go back to their seats.

As Brooke pulls back from whispering in your ear and you see her eyes once more, she has a naughty smile across her lips, before giving you a wink and turning to face the ring.

You glance down on your crotch, where there’s a noticeable tent in your pants after Brooke’s foreplay.

“You might want to space out again to get rid of that.” Brooke teasingly says, not even facing you when she does, with a smug smirk on the corner of her lips.

~Biiiiitch~

Author's Announcement:

That's it for the chapters for May! I've announced on Patreon that I can only upload 8 chapters next month due to my work schedule, no longer being fully WFH, eating up a chunk of my previous writing time. I'll do twice a week uploads on Wednesdays and Saturdays for June and possibly the months after that.

Next upload will be on June 4, 2022.