The Party: Marcus

Marcus had been staying to the side watching, since his encounter with Josie he'd been basking in the sexual energy pervasive all around him. He saw Anastasia leaving with a guy, he was her type, good for her. His phone buzzed, he'd been enjoying the chat Wei had added him to but this was Yasmin.

"You at the party papi?"

"I am, you horny?"

"Always papi, but that's not why I'm messaging.

She sent a picture of her standing next to a girl with very large tits in a very low cut top.

"My friend wants to meet you."

"On my way."

He walked through the crowd and spotted Yasmin in the distance, both of the girls watched him as he approached.

"Hey papi," said Yasmin giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Hey Yas," he said, "who is your friend?"

The girl was putting off so much sexual energy it was palpable.

"This is Celia," said Yasmin pushing her friend towards him, "she's been really lonely."

"I find that very hard to believe," said Marcus, "sexy girl like you, how are the two of you not swatting men away?"

"Such a sweet talker," said the girl.

"That's not all his tongue is good for," said Yasmin, "Celia, this is Marcus, Marcus this is Celia."

"Celia," said Marcus taking Celia's hand and kissing it.

"You two should get better acquainted," said Yasmin shooting a wink to Celia.

Marcus wrapped his arm around Celia's shoulder as she lead him into her dorm.

"Yasmin is rather enamored with you," said Celia, "I've never seen her like this."

Marcus held the door to her room open and she walked in taking a seat on the bed.

"That's pretty flattering," he said standing in front of her, "but I'm here with you now."

"You are," she said grabbing his bulge, "lucky me, should I call you papi?"

"No," said Marcus boldly groping one of her huge tits through her top.

"Ok baby," she said with a smile.

He kissed her aggressively, despite his fun with Josie earlier his body was pulsing with energy and he was going to use Celia to alleviate it, he'd have to thank Yasmin for offering him such a hot girl.

She tore at his clothes and they discarded their shirts, then her skirt and panties, then his pants.

"Oh my god," she gasped as she lowered his boxers, "I know what Yasmin sees in you."

"I want to see it in you," said Marcus laying her back on the bed and climbing on top of her.

His hand went to her pussy, she was soaked and she was on edge, "you poor thing, you really need this."

"You have no idea," she growled as he started to rub her pussy, his mouth latched onto one of her large tits, "fuck you have incredible tits."

"Says the guy with the horse cock," she panted, it was easy work to make her cum but he wasn't stopping at that.

"Oh my god," she gasped as he took his hand off of her pussy, "you needed that."

"You have no idea baby."

He kissed her and pressed two fingers into Celia who whimpered through his kiss. She wasn't Josie, he didn't need to be so gentle. He started slowly working his fingers in her and her hips rose to meet him. Her eyes rolled back as he finger fucked her, he was going quicker watching her fuck his fingers back.

"Oh my god," she whimpered, "baby."

She shook and squirted on his hand as she came clinging to his shoulder. Celia had to collect herself, he'd made her cum twice, he'd made her squirt for the first time.

"You're a squirter?"

"Apparently."

He kissed her more gently then he had, she seemed overwhelmed already, "you good?"

She shook her head, "can I suck it baby?"

He laid back and she wrapped her hands around him drooling onto his cock and slow stroking him as she took him in. Yasmin and her friend were excellent cocksuckers, he thought. She took him in deep causing herself to choke but only to let her spit run down his cock.

"Oh my god," she said finally pulling off, "can I ride you baby?"

He helped her straddle him and she pressed him into her slowly.

"Fuck you feel good," he groaned as she got halfway down.

"Oh my god I'm stretching," she whined.

He rubbed her clit softly and as she got used to him she finally got all the way down. His cock was hitting places she didn't know were possible, every movement was electric, she was unbelievably sensitive and he was just letting her go, most guys got annoyed when she did this.

"Use my cock to get off,"

"You're inside me," she whined.

She kissed him and started to grind on him, he held her hips and let her work. Celia would mutter to herself, the first two must have just been the appetizer because she was moving like her life depended on it, Marcus squeezed her tits, hard.

"More," she pleaded.

He slapped one of her tits and her pussy clenched on him.

"Pretty girl likes it a little rough."

She whimpered biting her lip as she kept grinding, god she was close. He grabbed her throat and squeezed, not too hard but just enough, she came, hard. A whole summer full of need, drama with her old friends and slut shaming with her parents washed away and soon she was laying flat against Marcus shivering.

"There you go," he said kissing her cheek, Yasmin was a true friend to share this man.

"You good?" He asked holding her against him.

"I'm amazing," she said truly relaxed gor the first time since last semester.

"Good," he rolled her onto her back and pinned her down an animalistic lust in his eyes, "Celia, I'm going to fuck you now."

"Ok baby," she said realizing he was just getting started while she was perfectly happy stopping, she would now have shared him with Yasmin that was for damn sure.

He started to thrust and soon he was pounding her into the mattress, he was so deep, so skilled, her entire body was an exposed nerve and he knew just what to hit, where to touch.

God he loved watching her tits bounce, it was like Yasmin's ass hypnotic in their perfection. Despite his abilities he really couldn't tell if she was about to cum anymore but it seemed like she was already too far gone, her whimpers of "baby" only drove him harder. He could really draw this out but she was clearly losing steam despite trying her best, it was late after all.

"Can I cum inside of you Celia?"

"That what Yasmin lets you do?"

"Yeah," he husked letting his restraint dropped.

"Do it baby."

If she had still been attached to her rational thought she might have wondered why his eyes just glinted orange but she was so sensitive she felt him throb, and then warmth, so much as he filled her.

"Fuck," he groaned as he collapsed on top of her, he felt weak, weaker than he had since his transformation.

"You ok baby," asked Ciera stroking his hair.

"Busy night," he said as he rolled off of her.

"Mr. Popular," she said leaning over to rest her head on his chest, "you're not going to forget about me now are you?"

"Give me your number," he said, "and I promise you'll be hearing from me."

She kissed him and they traded numbers before he got dressed.

"Don't be a stranger baby," she said as he left her room.

As he closed the door he almost ran into Lily who seemed to be wandering aimlessly.

"Sorry Lily," he said, "what're you up to?"

"Making sure no one is passed out in the hallway," she said, "I see you've met Celia."

"Yeah," he said, "a friend introduced us."

Was he thick or just an asshole, he had literally just come out of a girl's dorm room at four in the morning when he had a date with her roommate later that day.

"You alright?" he asked as she stared at him.

"Fine," she said turning around and power walking back the way she'd come, this was going to break poor Josie's heart she thought.

The energy in the air had faded, the sounds of music and love making replaced by puking and snoring. He walked out onto the quad, it was late, or early and he needed to sleep.

"What a night," said Daemon, "you certainly pushed yourself."

"I feel like it," said Marcus as he made his way towards Briard.

"Just take it easy tomorrow, I know you've got your big date but you're still part human."

As he turned around a dorm he saw a familiar figure walking from the greek houses. Fight or flight kicked in, he could talk to Anastasia, see where they stood, or he could double back, maybe she hadn't- "Mark?"

He collected himself, so this was happening, "hey Stasi."

"Just heading home?"

"Yeah, looks like we both had a late night."

They walked together, obviously they'd just been doing something with other people but neither of them seemed ready to broach that topic.

"I saw you with Josie," said Anastasia, "she seems really sweet."

"She is," he said.

"Is she," started Anastasia, "ok with you being with other people?"

"Well we haven't even gone on a date yet," her said, "but she did give me permission to be with others as long as I tell her about it."

"Oh," said Anastasia trying to hide her shock, "that's...progressive."

"What about you and Abercrombie?"

"Who?" she asked, he'd seen her with Liam?, "you mean Liam?"

"Maybe," said Marcus, blonde, polo.

"That's him," she said, girl definitely had a type.

"You should meet him he's really nice."

He hadn't had much luck with guys in polos and hair product and he'd especially not had luck with Anastasia's guys, at best they saw him as a threat at worst he was the dorky little brother.

"Mark," she said after a long silence, "I want us to be ok, I know I made things weird and I know a lot of what you said was true, even if I didn't want to accept it."

"Stasi," he said as they got to Briard, "I will always care about you, but maybe our relationship just needs to change."

She seemed hurt by that but uncharacteristically she didn't bolt.

"You had a crush on me," she said like she'd just peaced it together, "am I blind?"

"If I hadn't almost died," he said, "if I didn't look like this now, would things have changed between us?"

She worked it over in her head, she didn't have an answer, or one that she liked.

"That's why things need to change Stasi. I will always be here for you, but I'm not going to wait for you."

He left her in the lobby where she played everything out in her head, it was hard to swallow but while she had always loved Mark she'd never looked at him with any kind of interest. Was she that shallow, was she that possessive? What's worse is part of her knew he'd always wanted her. She didn't want to fix things she wanted to give them a try, even if he was with other girls, even if she was with other guys he was right, they needed to change and it had to start with her.

***

Yasmin lay in her dorm, hitachi angrily discarded at her side, Marcus was off plowing Celia and she was left wanting. Her phone buzzed, again, last year's toy was turning into a stage four clinger and had been drunk texting her all night, he'd moved onto dick pics. She looked at it, had that reallt been enough for her last year?

Her phone almost dropped from her hand as loud knocking shook her door, "where's my little slut," he slurred, "daddy needs sucky sucky."

Call a guy daddy one time she groaned, "fuck off."

"Oh you wanna be feisty," he said jiggling the door handle.

She laid as he tried everything he could think of from knocking to trying the handle to begging but she and the door didn't budge.

"Oh so thats what its like slut," he spat, "you'll be back."