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Ivy Professor Deacon
I decided to accept Deacon's offer and come to the college. It wasn't a far walk from my beach house, making it convenient. Walking through the endless halls and classrooms, I finally came to a smaller building in the back. It was dark and quiet in this area of the college. I walked down the steps leading to two old brown double doors. I knocked before opening one of the handles, but they were locked. "Well, not here after all," I muttered to myself. I turned to walk back up the steps when I heard the bolt in luck. "Ivy! You came!" I heard Deacon's voice behind me. I rolled my eyes in annoyance; why did I come if I knew this would bother me so badly? I faked my best smile. "Yeah, I decided to see if you were a Professor or just trying to fuck me; I guess you won," I turned to leave when I felt a form rough hand seize my left wrist. "Wait, that's it? Come inside," he said. I didn't have a choice but to follow when he pulled me inside after him. It was small and dark, but
Last Updated : 2024-10-09Ivy The Unknown
"Take off your clothes," Deacon ordered. I nervously laughed, "What?" "Take off your clothes," he repeated. "Why would I do that? Why can't you paint me dressed?" I defended. "Are you afraid?" he asked. "No, I'm not afraid to be seen naked," I scoffed. "Then what frightens you?" he questioned. I pressed my tongue to my cheek in annoyance. Can I not want to get naked in front of a man I barely know? It had been months since anyone had seen me naked. Perhaps I was a little anxious; why wouldn't I be? I don't know this man. I looked back at him and froze; I could have sworn I momentarily saw Zeus in Deacon's face. A pang of hurt hit me, and I didn't know how to feel. "I don't know," I confessed, "I don't know what's stopping me." With that confession, I dropped my purse to the ground and sat on the lounge chair. I fought the tears that were battling their way along my tear ducts. "I never meant to hurt you," he solemnly said, "I know how you feel. Unless someone bl
Last Updated : 2024-10-10Ivy Block
"That's all I could do," Deacon dropped his head in shame. There were balls of paper covering his feet and other attempts he had made while trying to sketch me. You can tell that he hadn't drawn in some time: the shaky lines and oblong faces to the langolier-like fingers. I looked back over at him to see his head still hanging low. "Hey, maybe I can come by after hours, and you can use me to practice until you get it right," I offered, "I'm sure it's like riding a bike, right?" "Don't you have to work?" he asked. "No, I don't work," I stated, "I could if I wanted to, but I don't." His confusion shined, "H-How-" "Buy me a drink, and I'll tell you all about it," I interrupted. "You don't need me to buy you a drink, remember?" he joked. "Shut up," I nudged him, "Come on, I'll buy you one." I strolled out of the classroom, and Deacon followed. Once we reached the bar, we met the bartender, who recognized me and brought out a shot glass with my bottle of Bushmills.
Last Updated : 2024-10-11Ivy Memory
"Wanna come in?" I drunkenly offered. Deacon studied me in confusion, "Are you sure?" "Nothing I haven't done before," I answered. I seized his shirt within my grasp and pulled him through my front door after me, placing my lips firmly on his. He pushed me back my shoulder, breaking our kiss. "Wait, I don't think you know what you're doing," he hesitated. "Just shut up and fuck me!" I grunted while pulling him into me with such force that we fell back onto my couch. He tried resisting but soon gave in to me. I felt his rough, frigid body relax between my splayed legs. I wrapped my legs around him, pressing his hard-on against my sex, rubbing up against him with intent. "Wait," he pulled back, looking down at me lustfully, "Are you sure?" "Yes," I rasped, "Please, help me feel something again." Am I drunk, or did I just see an emotional look flash across his expression? "Where's your room?" he asked. "Down the hallway behind you to the right," I answered.
Last Updated : 2024-10-20Ivy Still Drunk
I blinked the fog from my eyes as a bright ray of light blinded me. I turned away with a wince and wiped my vision clear. The room began spinning, but not in a sickening way; I think I was still drunk. While glancing around the room, I realized I was completely naked. "Wait, what happened?" I asked myself while rubbing my head, "How drunk did I get last night?" I felt a deep soreness when trying to get off my bed."Ugh!" I heaved and froze in place, "Oh, no, who did I fuck last night?" I grabbed my red silk robe from the closet and entered my kitchen. Why did everything have to be so bright? I fumbled for my sunglasses before attempting to make myself coffee. "You're up-" "Oh! Fuck!" I hollered. I saw Deacon holding a carrier of coffee in one hand and a bag in the other. What was he doing here? "Oh, no," I whispered under my breath. Not him. "I thought you could use some coffee and a bagel," he continued while walking over to me. "That's real sweet," I forced. I
Last Updated : 2024-10-21Ivy Date
I walked through the familiar double doors of Deacon's classroom and found him dressed nicely instead of in his regular paint-stained pants and tank top. "What?" I hesitated. "Let go," he held his hand for me to take. "Where are we going?" I asked. "To dinner," he clarified. "Why would I want to go to dinner? I thought this was a work thing. You help me work through my fears, and I help you work through yours," I reminded. "Yeah," he concurred while closing the gap between us. His left arm held my waist, pressing me up against his rock-hard physique. I always wondered how an art professor had such a well-fit body. He leaned down to my right ear. "That was before you begged me to fuck you the other night. Now I can't get your perfect body out of my mind," he confessed. I tried wiggling from his grasp, but there was no use. He bit down on my neck. "Ugh," I moaned "Now, let me take you on a date," he added. "Fine!" I whimpered, "You don't have to be so mean."
Last Updated : 2024-10-22Ivy Ambush
"Zeus?!" I trembled. "Are you unhappy to see me?" Zeus asked. Why did he have to look so sexy? His loose shirt and baggy trousers. Wait, he looks just like... "Hi, little brother," Zeus greeted. My eyes widened in horror. I slowly turned to look over my shoulder. Deacon. He locked the door behind him with a victorious grin. "Hey, didn't think you'd come so soon," he replied. "W-what? Brother?" I teared up. A disgusting knot hit me in my gut. Now I know why Deacon looked so familiar. He's Zeus's younger brother, "What the fuck?" "I wanted to bring you your car," Zeus added while walking towards me. I backed away as tears began streaming down my face, "No. It's not true." They both looked at me in confusion and began walking towards me. I turned and ran to my room, trying to lock the door behind me, but it was useless. Deacon burst through the door before I had it closed. "No! No! It's not true!" I cried while running towards the sliding door. Before I could reach
Last Updated : 2024-10-24Ivy Return
After a long debate, I decided to return to New York. Not because I was moving back—I'm still keeping my house in Monterey, and I still had my loft in the city—but because I wanted to visit for a few months. Besides, I did miss Tanya and Eric. Zeus shipped my Rolls Royce to my loft as we took first-class flights back to The Big Apple. When we arrived, I told them to return to their family estate, and they did so with great displeasure. If I had to go through this again, I was sure I would achieve my vengeance on Eve. I might even take her from this world if it came down to it. The bitch deserved it, after all. No matter where I run to, I'll always return here. I sat in my quiet loft, watching the rain fall and listening to it slap against the windows. I missed the sound of the rain, but it was always beautiful in California. "Ivy?" a soft, familiar voice called from behind me. I saw Tanya standing in the doorway, holding a bouquet of red roses. Happy tears formed in her
Last Updated : 2024-10-25
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Ivy Backstabbing
"I-I-" I stammered, still unable to speak. "Still a shy little girl, I see," he commented. "I'm not shy," I denied. "But you are, the way you hide your face, unable to form sentences, cheeks blushing red like a school girl," he explained. When it comes to Dimitri, it's different. You can treat him however you choose and not care for his heart. You don't know me, what I'm capable of, what I can do." "I'm sure you're nothing like Zeus," I hushed. Roy leaned back warmly, gazing, "I'm not going to fuck you for sport; I'm not an animal. I know what type of man he was. I knew Zeus as well. Knew about his and Tanya's relationship. Begging me to take her crazy ass off his hands. Not even I could handle that train wreck." I studied him, glancing at a scar hidden beneath this gold chain. "How did that happen?" I gestured. Roy looked down, clearing his throat before removing the chair and unbuttoning his shirt. He was in great shape, well-chiseled, and tempting. Without though
Ivy Roy
"It seems old tricks die hard," Callista boasted, directing her eyes to Dimitri. "What do you mean?" I questioned, following her gaze. "Dimitri is a creature of old tricks. He used to do this to me when we first got together. Of course, we fucked like rabbits back when we were young, always trying new and exciting things." Callista explained while gently caressing my inner thigh. "These things he seems to like doing with you," she whispered. She leaned into my ear, her warm breath sending shivers up my spine. "Tell me, what punishment does he have for you?" Dimitri purposefully set the vibrator off inside of me once again. My hand seized Callista's wrist while biting my lower lip. Dimitri said I couldn't cum by the toy. He failed to mention that Callista could satisfy me. A devious smirk came across my lips; Dimitri studied my face, tilting his head, trying to figure out what I was scheming. Slowly, I guided Callista's hand higher and higher up my inner thigh until her c
Ivy Lost
"Mom!" Rowan beamed while embracing me. "Oh, baby!" I whined. I held him tightly, not wanting to let go. It had been nearly a year since I'd seen him. He had grown so much and was taller than me now. I looked up at his youthful face; he looked much like Dimitri. "Stop growing!" I smiled. "Are you kidding me? I'm not even halfway there yet," Rowan joked, his voice deeper, not childlike anymore. He was undoubtedly going through his puberty phase. "Look at how handsome you've become," I boasted. "Looks like his father," Callista commented. "Aunt Callista, Uncle Roy, good to see you," Rowan greeted, giving them both a hug. "Hello, young man," they both responded. "You know one another well," I mumbled at his affection towards them. "I had no idea you would be here, Mom," Rowan explained, embracing me again. "I missed you, baby," I fibbed, squeezing him back, "I'll tell you what. I will get dressed, and then we can do something tonight." Once in the bathroom, I
Ivy Reunited
Dimitri took it upon himself to make me go back with him to New York and wouldn't have it any other way. "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding," Derrick charmingly kissed the back of my hand. "Don't," I smiled before being pulled inside by Dimitri. "You don't have to be so rough!" I winced. "Knock it off, would you?!" Dimitri jerked me, my momentum causing me to fall to the ground on all fours. "Damn it, Dimitri!" I winced. I felt a hard slap across my ass. "Ow!" I hissed. My head jerked back as Dimitri seized the nape of my neck. "Ugh!" Ruthlessly, he snapped my underwear off before spanking me again. Dimitri had been like this since that night. Typically he'd be tender afterward; this time, he'd fuck me every chance he got, even when I couldn't walk the day after my punishment. He tore my dress off, throwing the scraps to the floor beside me. "Ugh! It hurts Dimitri!" I whined. It became the point where it wasn't pleasurable anymore, he knew, and I knew it
Ivy New Man
Dimitri, flabbergasted, tossed the papers onto the closest chair he could find. Upon his further examination of me in my current state, I knew he knew. My cheeks blushed, and I could not look him in the eyes. "My father?" he questioned. "I didn't know, I swear," I whispered. "How could you not know?!" Dimitri hollered. "Calm down. What's going on?" Derrick asked. "You know what, old man!" Dimitri spat. "What are you talking about, son?" Derrick clarified. "Her?! Ivy! The woman I asked you to keep an eye on for me while I was in New York!" Dimitri explained. "You should have told me about your relationship with her," Derrick stated. Dimitri threw his head back with a manic cackle, "Leave!" "Beg your pardon?" Derrick said. "Leave now, old man!" Dimitri threatened, charging at Derrick. "Stop! I'll go," I sighed, crawling from the bed. "No, you're staying," Dimitri growled. "Leave, now." Dimitri's tone was deathly and emotionless. Derrick also k
Ivy Really?
"You don't need to come here always," I sighed while smoking my joint. "You're an investor, that's it." "And this is professional?" Derrick gestured to what I was smoking. "Like you care," I huffed, blowing smoke in his face. Derrick didn't care. He found me amusing, tempting, and everything he wanted. He's never vocalized it before, but his eyes show differently. I know those eyes, the ones that undress me, fantasize about me, and yearn for me. He thinks I don't know. I have him fooled; what do I want to do with him now? Derrick's rich; he wouldn't use me for money. Dimitri is in the other half of the States, and I'm bored and horny. "Do you want to fuck me, Derrick?" I bluntly asked. Derrick choked on his drink before turning back to look at me. His cheeks flushed in shock, his lips trembling with nerves. The victory was already mine. "What makes you think I want you?" he croaked. "The way you look at me." "I have a son. He could be your father." "How old are y
Ivy Derrick
Everything went numb; Dimirti was kind enough to care for Rowan so I could see my son. Aodhan had no color in his lips, no pink in his cheeks like he used to; he was lying there lifeless. They often speak about the pain in your heart that you feel when you lose a loved one. They don't tell you how a hole begins to form more significant and more prominent in your heart in place of that pain, causing you to push everything and everyone away. It doesn't hurt because when you allow yourself to, it becomes so overwhelming that you just might kill or die yourself. That's what I did. I pushed down my feelings and wiped my tears because the other two weren't options. Dimitri handled the hotel arrangements for the three of us, ensuring we had the best suite on the highest floor available. No matter how much cocaine I did or how much alcohol I drank, I felt nothing. Days, months, and soon, a year went by, and I was still empty and numb. Dimitri suggested I send Rowan to boarding school wit
Ivy Killer
"Mom! It's Aodhan!" Rowan cried. I looked over and fell to my knees; tears began falling in pools from my eyes; Aodhan had been shot, too. My son, lying there lifeless. "Ahh!" I screamed. Panic settled in; blood was pouring from my baby, and I couldn't plug the hole. What can I do? I tried applying pressure with my hands, unable to stop sobbing. "Go! Pilot! Go!" Dimitri hollered while latching the stairs/door closed. The Pilot took off, knocking everyone over, but continued to press on Aodhan's wounds, his warm blood slick on my fingers as I tried applying pressure to his chest. I saw Dimitri protect Rowan from falling over, scooping him up. "Dimitri! Help me!" I begged. A look of shock overtook Dimitri briefly before he rushed, overmoved my hands, and began applying pressure to the wound, "Pilot! Closest hospital!" "What happened to Reign!? Oh my god, Ariel was shot, too!" I whined. "I don't fucking know, someone was shooting, but I couldn't see who it was. They cam
Ivy Loser
Standing perplexed, I aimed for Zeus, but he dodged and missed both bullets. "Are you crazy?!" Zeus hollered. "No, I'm twisted!" I corrected myself. "Just like how you made me!" I shot once more, Zeus running and diving behind the desk. "Ivy, stop!-" "Don't!" I hissed, pointing the gun at Reign. I'm tired of both of you Castles telling me what to do!" Before I knew what was happening, I felt heaviness tackle me to the floor, accidentally firing another shot. "Get off of me!" I screamed. I fought beneath him, but I was no match. Zeus took the gun and backed away from me. "Fuck! Ivy! You shot Reign!" Dimitri hollered. Panic briefly flooded over me but was replaced with a barrel now pointed at me. "What do you want?!" I shouted. "You! I want you! But that's never enough! Everything I do is never enough for you!" Zeus complained. "Your son is dying-" "I can have more!" Zeus winced. Dimitri tackled Zeus to the ground, and the two began exchanging blows. I
