.: I Want To Kiss Or Kill My Beloved Enemy [Theon] :. Info

Everything but the smut written by Makenzie.

Smut written by me. =)

I pushed her into the bathroom and gave the other girls that were in there a look that kindly told them to get the fuck out. They all quickly packed up their makeup into their little makeup bags and fled from the room. Farrah just shot me a questioning glance and I just smiled in response.

“I was having a good time out there, you know,” she said, checking her face in the mirror. She had always been like that. If there were a mirror around, she’d look in it as if it was the last thing she would ever do. I watched her and then reached over, smacking her on the shoulder. She turned and gave me a shocked and confused look.

“What’s your problem?” she shrieked.

“You, your monkey lover, and his arrogant blonde Barbie of a friend,” I said, referring to Theon’s brightly annoying head of blonde hair. She just sighed and went back to priming her hair in the mirror. I sighed and grabbed her by the shoulders. For some reason, Theon and Vivian’s arrogance had seemed to latch onto Farrah. She wasn’t usually like this, but ever since she had started dating Vivian and hanging out with the band, she’d been different. And not in a good way either.

“Why are you such a bitch lately?” I asked her. She just rolled her eyes and shook her head. I heard a rather quiet “don’t worry about it…” and watched as she tried her best to give me one of the smiles she had given me when we had first met. But whom was she fooling?

“Well anyways, your monkey is looking for you. He saw you dancing with that guy.” I said, not making eye contact with her after our long silence. She just nodded and we started walking out of the bathroom back towards the band’s booth.

~**~

“Alright, so truth or dare, Aiden?” Farrah slurred. She was filled with at least tree Appletinis, three shots of vodka, and not to mention whatever she had been sipping from Vivian’s cup from her oh-so-comfortable position in Vivian’s lap. But I highly doubted that she even noticed that much. But then again, I wasn’t that sober either. In fact, I turned my head slightly, only to come millimeters away from Theon’s lips. I pulled me head backwards and looked down at the arm that he had wrapped around my waist, his other arm preoccupied with holding the bottle of beer that he was currently drinking. I looked at the table in front of me to find it littered with bottles, martini glasses, shot glasses, and such, all of which were empty.

“Truth” I squeaked out in between a hiccup. I heard Theon laugh and pull me closer to him, almost to the point where I was in his lap. I knew this was wrong, but I had an excuse: there was alcohol. And I was a little bit too out of it to fight back, no matter how much I wanted to. It almost felt like an out of body experience: I was watching myself, but I couldn’t control my actions or thoughts.

“Have you ever wanted to do anything sexual to Theon?” she giggled out after she pulled away from having Vivian whisper something into her ear. Sometimes just looking at them was sickening. I wanted to puke. But like I said, I didn’t have any control over my body, as well as my thoughts…

“Yes,” I giggled out. I felt like I was watching myself and I just wanted to scream ‘What the fuck are you saying?!’ but I couldn’t. Farrah started laughing so hard I thought she was going to piss herself. I didn’t really see the hilarity in me saying that I had ever thought of doing anything sexual with Theon. Even though I was giggling.

“Alright, truth or dare, Farrah,” I said smiling. She had it coming.

“Dare.” She said as she snuggled her head into the crook in Vivian’s neck. He just smiled deviously and leaned in, kissing her roughly before pulling away and looking at me, waiting for the dare that his girlfriend was about to receive.

“I dare you to go two days without fucking Vivian,” I practically yelled across the booth. Farrah started laughing, again. For some reason, whenever Farrah was drunk, she found hilarity in everything. You could tell her that all of her friends hated her and her boyfriend was fucking her best friend and she’d still laugh. It was funny for the first hour or two of her being drunk. But after then, it just got fucking annoying.

“Deal!” she said, slamming her hand down on the table. I couldn’t help but let out a laugh. I had to admit, she was pretty comical when she was drunk. She laughed and Vivian gave a shocked expression.

“Hey, don’t I have a say in this?!” Vivian exclaimed, pointing at me as if he was pointing a suspect out to the police. I shrugged and laughed, leaning my head on Theon’s shoulder, to which he rested his head on mine and laughed along with Farrah and I as Vivian continued his rant.

“Silly monkey, Trix are for kids,” Farrah said, falling off of Vivian’s lap and onto the leather-padded booth seat. I started bursting out into laughter along with Vivian and Theon. No lie, she was a card when she was this out of it.

“I dare Aiden to blow Theon!” I heard her shout from her newfound home on the seat. The entire table quieted down. I sat there, still in the after-giggle from Farrah saying her little Trix line. All the meanwhile my mind was screaming, ‘Say no, say no! Chicken out! Don’t you dare blow him!’ But my mouth decided to take control in more than one way.

“Sure! Let’s go, buddy.” I said giggling as I stood up from my spot up against Theon, grabbing him by the hand and dragging him away from the booth. I looked back and waved to everyone, but all were too drunk to really realize what was about to happen. I held on to Theon’s sweaty hand. He must have been a little bit nervous. I mean, I doubt that this was his first time getting a blowjob, but he still seemed a bit worried. I, on the other hand, was daydreaming of rainbows and butterflies. I was beyond out of it.

I pulled him into the closest door-covered room and shut the door before pushing him up against the nearest wall and pushed my lips against his. It took him a second to react, probably due to the excess alcohol in his system, but he eventually started to give in. Like the controlling big-shot rockstar he was, he claimed his dominance over me by pushing me towards the oppose wall (which was about three feet away, considering the size of the closet) and taking over my lips with his own. It’s like I read his mind when I parted my lips and met his tongue halfway. As much as I hated admitting, Theon and I had built up quite some sexual tension between us so I had a feeling we finally had the opportunity to release some of it.

His hands traveled from my waist down to the edge of my dress before he slowly started lifting it up, grazing his fingertips against my thighs on his way up. He stopped just as he reached my backside and started to caress it slowly, earning a well-deserved moan escaping from my lips. His fingers slipped under the fabric of my thong and started to pull it down until I grabbed his hands and pulled away from him smirking. “That’s not part of the dare,” I whispered.

I let his hands go and allowed mine to wander down to the part of his jeans that were keeping them just barely hanging on his body. I undid the button and pulled down the zipper before tugging the pants and his briefs as I squatted down, finally releasing them at his ankles. I came face-to-face with his erect member and commenced running my soft warm hands up and down the solid form, starting out slow to tease him at first and then moving faster as time passed.

I finally stopped and let my hands stay near the base of his shaft while my lips started to work its magic. I kissed the entire length of his manhood before stopped at the tip. I took this opportunity to smirk up at Theon who lustfully gazed at me in return before traveling his hands down to the back of my head and stroking my hair for a few seconds before he held it back for me to make my job easier.

I focused my attention back to the task at hand as I slightly opened my mouth and allowed for the tip of his pride and joy into my mouth. He grunted and shifted his weight, leaning back upon the wall behind him. I swirled my tongue around the head and softly started to suck on it before slowly moving the rest of him into my mouth. He grunted as I moved him in and out, sucking and licking on every spot I could cover. I was nothing short of sure that he was enjoying this.

After a few minutes of his undeniable pleasure, I felt him start to grip my hair a little tighter than before, signaling to me that he was almost ready to release his proof of how much this blissful act affected him. I stopped worrying about the rest of his shaft while I went back to his tip and started to suck on it once more, expecting the feeling that was to come next. A few minutes later, I felt his juices finally start to make their way into my mouth, the bittersweet taste controlling my taste buds entirely. I swallowed of it as if it were water and considered my challenge finished.

I finished and wiped a hand across my mouth, cleaning away any evidence of what I had just done. My mind was screaming a million things at once. Thousands of emotions flooded my head about how I felt about what had just taken place. I stood up and looked at Theon as he zippered his pants back up. I just gave him a regretful smile and he did something that surprised me. He grabbed my hand, lacing his fingers with mine. I just gave him a weak smile and kept a loose grip on his hand as we exited the room. Farrah and Vivian ran past us with all of the guys following behind them.

“3…2…1…” they counted down while in my head, there was a whole different count down going on: the countdown to where I officially regretted everything that had just happened. If I could have stayed drunk for the rest of my life, I would have just to avoid facing the fact that I had not only given Theon head, but I had cheated on the only lover I had ever had.

~**~

Eventually, we all staggered into the doorway of my place. Theon was practically carrying me in for the third time now. I watched through glossy eyes as Vivian and Farrah frolicked into the guest bedroom, giggling the entire way there. Theon dragged me back into my bedroom, nearly tossing me onto me bed before crawling on top of me, and that’s when I blacked out. I assumed that Theon wanted more from me, but I just couldn’t escape the grip that the alcoholism had on me anymore. Besides, I had done enough sexual acts to last me lifetime.

Other POV:

I was the only one who knew. I was the only one who would remember what had happened between Theon and Aiden. And if anyone ever found out, it would destroy not only those two, but also their lovers. That’s why I would never tell. They were both my friends and each other’s enemies. Only I knew what he did to her, and what she did to him in return. Only I knew why they would wake up tomorrow morning lying half-naked in her bed wrapped tightly in each other’s arms. Only I knew what had happened.