Prank War
by http://xglamour84gurlx.livejournal.com/
Prologue
The buzzing wouldn’t stop, she reached over to hit the alarm clock but her hand hit nothing but air. She brought her head up slowly, she looked on the floor there was no light that would point her in its direction just darkness. She leaned over to turn the bedside light on, but nothing happened. They had left her in a room with no light and a hidden alarm clock.
The prank war as Kellan had dubbed it was underway, it lasted 3 idiotic days ending on April Fools day. The girls team Kristen, Nikki, and Ashley versus the guys team Rob, Kellan and Jackson. The girls vowed to win this year, after being tortured for 3 days the previous year.
“Son of a bitch”
She pushed her head back into the pillow and let out a muffled scream; she was going to kill them all. She should have been anticipating this, but she’d been so busy the last couple of days that she hadn’t realized April fools was fast approaching. Unlike last year the girls were ready for war, they were going to wipe the silly grins of there smug faces. She reached for the cell phone in the bedside table, pressing 1 on her speed dial she waited patiently.
“Hello.” Rob answered his voice was groggy from sleep, just the way she wanted him half-unconscious.
“I’m pregnant” She heard the phone drop, followed by the shuffling sound of blankets, and a slight bang.
“Ow fuck…fuck…fuck” she hung up the phone, grabbing some pillows and a blanket she headed for the bathroom, she shut the door blocking out the annoying buzzing sound. She sank into her impromptu bed in the tub and smiled. She was going back to sleep but she was positive he’d be pacing and chain smoking until he realized what day it was, she sighed in pleasure before drifting back to sleep.
She was still in a deep sleep hours later when her body jerked awake, by the icy water of the shower hitting her full blast. She sputtered trying to breathe as the water ran down her face and up her nose as she took a breath. She wiped the water out of her eyes looking up and seeing a very self-satisfied smile on Robs face.
“You made it to easy Kristen, how was I going to just pass up this kind of opportunity.” She could barely make out what he said between the water she had in her ear and the shower still going full blast.
“You and your two buddies are going down this year Pattinson, your going to be begging for mercy when we get done.” She struggled to get out of the tub the blankets weighing a ton from the water which only made him laugh harder instead of trembling in fear like she‘d wanted.
“How’d you like your wake up call this morning Kris?” he sounded so cocky, his eyes teasing. She wondered if it would be in bad taste of the game if she jumped the bones of a player on the rival team.
“I went back to sleep just fine, how about you did you sleep well after your wake up call?” she raised an eyebrow; she knew he was watching the way her soaked clothes welded to her body. She held on to his shoulders as she stepped out of the tub, bringing her body closer to his the necessary.
“That was a dirty prank Kris; you almost gave me a heart attack.” She smiled at the hoarseness of his voice, and the way his eyes dilated when she licked the water from her lips.
“You’re the one who said ‘alls fair in love and war’ last year; I’m just taking my cues from you gorgeous.” She stood on her tiptoes and gave his bottom lip a slight nip before pulling back, by the look in his eyes she had about 6 seconds before he pushed her against the bathroom counter and did all the little dirty things she loved. She stepped out of his arms, giving him a wink and a saucy smile.
“I have lots of cues you can take, starting with that wet shirt.” She slapped his hand away.
“No you don’t, no fraternizing between enemies” he gave an incredulous look.
“You’re serious”
“Yep.”
“There’s no way you can do it, you can barely keep your hands off me on a good day”
“Who said anything about keeping my hands to myself, the thought of you walking around with a hard on for the next two days we’ll be the cherry on top of beating you guys.” She pushed herself against him for a quick second, feeling the hard on she was talking about. The groan the slipped threw his lips, made her smile even more.
“You better be real careful Kris, I wouldn’t want to jump you in front of a room full of people but I will, then again you’d probably like it.” she walked towards the bathroom door, looking over her shoulder.
“You want me to give you and Buddy boy a minute alone.”
“Unless you wanna watch”
“Sorry I’m a busy girl today” She heard his strained laughter as she shut the door. She needed dry clothes and to meet up with the girls, they had a war to win.
Prank War
Part 1
Rob heard the door shut, he couldn‘t believe she just left him all alone in her room. He also couldn’t believe she just stood out there and got dressed as he wanked himself off. He didn’t know how she restrained herself if he heard her moaning his name threw the door, she wouldn’t be by herself for long. His mind conjured up that image in a second, and he felt his pants grow tighter again.
“Motherfucker, she’s not even here and she’s screwing with you. Get your head back in the game Pattinson. She left you alone in her hotel room, plenty of shit you can fuck with.” He took a calming breath, trying to will away any dirty images of Kristen.
Once he had himself back under control he reached for the bathroom door, only to find it jammed. He gave another push but it didn’t move an inch. She’d locked him the fuck in the bathroom, he wouldn’t admit it aloud but he felt a little proud of her. On the other hand if it was him locking somebody in, he’d of made sure they didn’t have a cell phone in their pocket.
“Hey Jacks, I need you to come get me out of Kristen’s bathroom”
“Why, she won’t let you out?”
“She locked me in and took the fuck off.”
“Dude, that blows. Give me five, I’ll grab Kellan and we’ll come get you.”
“Good because pay backs a bitch” he heard Jackson laugh, before he hung up.
He sat on the counter waiting patiently for the guys to arrive; he was still amazed Kristen thought she could win this little game. Actually, she thought she could win both games, but he had plans for her little side game. He wondered how far she’d take the teasing, he’d never had much will power with her and that’s when she wasn’t even trying for shits sake.
He’d always found it somewhat amusing that she really didn’t consider herself seductive, before they actually hooked up, he’d never wanked off so much in his life not even when he was twelve and discovered porn. He smiled at the thought of breaking her will power; he could have her screaming his name by tomorrow night. He shook the thoughts out of his head; thinking about her naked in his bed screaming was not going to help him now.
“Rob you here?”
“No I went for a bloody walk, hello locked in that’s why I called.”
“Oh look a note from Kristen” He heard Kellan say, he frowned why would she leave a note if he was supposed to be locked in.
“Well read it” he heard Jackson say
“Hey guys, figured Rob would call just wanted to say hi, and to let you know if Rob’s blind it’s because he’s a pervert. Game on bitches. Love Kris’”
“Let me out of here”
“Ok ok hold your draws, well actually I hope there on under your pants. You’re not going to flash me or anything right”
“Open the fucking door” He heard something being moved away, and then the door swung open.
“How many fingers am I holding?” he slapped Jackson’s hand away, pushing past him
“Seems like Kristen’s stepped up her game this year” he looked at Kellan who was waving the note. “Think they got a chance.” Rob shook his head at Kellan’s question.
“Not in this lifetime, c’mon boy it’s time for them to realize who there up against” He reached for the doorknob, snatching his hand back when it encountered something soft. He lifted his hand looking at the brown substance.
“No she didn’t, that’s fucking nasty” he heard Jackson say behind him. He leaned down to sniff, pulling back to smile at the guys.
“it’s just peanut butter with food coloring, seriously that’s amateur stuff” He grabbed a paper towel wiping it off before following the guys out the door.
Part 2
Kristen ran down the couple of flights of stairs to Nikki’s hotel room where Nikki and Ashley were waiting. She gave a quick knock, bouncing impatiently while she waited for the door to open; she kept looking over her shoulder expecting the guys to appear at any moment.
“God I’m getting just as paranoid as fucking Rob.” She brushed her fingers threw her hair another thing she seemed to pick up from him ‘damn it’. The door opened a little and she squeezed her tiny form threw, only to stop dead in her tracks.
“Oh my fucking god! Nik you look like the girl from Willy Wonka.” Kristen stood there stunned for a minute trying to take in Nikki’s appearance she was blue and not a light blue but a blueberry blue her face was the only thing still it‘s natural color.
“Yes I’m aware of that thanks for the update Kris. They put dye in my fucking body wash. I’m waiting for Caroline in makeup to call, so she can tell me how to take shit off. They better prey to god it comes off or I’ll hang them by their nuts above a sea of screaming teenagers.” the urge to laugh became almost unbearable, she was suppose to be outraged on her friends behalf not laughing at what those idiots did. She quickly coughed to cover up the snort that managed to escape, from her firmly pressed lips.
“Ashley should be back soon, she rushed out right after you called. She should be finishing up; she was only hitting Jackson’s room. Ashley was saying how she thought it would be smarter if we bunked together for the next two days. You know safety in numbers.”
“Yeah that would be the smart thing to do.”
“We weren’t sure if you and Rob had a truce at night”
“Actually I told him hands off until it’s over”
“No shit, you really think you can do it.”
“He said the same thing, am I a fucking nympho or something.”
“Ummm…no” Nikki answered with a slight hesitation
“Well thanks a fucking lot Nik”
“Oh please you act like you don’t jump the guys bones every chance you get.” She didn’t care if Nikki was right, a little moral support would have been nice. Here she was trying her best not to laugh at her friend who looked like a rejected member of blue man group, and she couldn’t even get a little girl power mojo from her.
“I’ll have you know I showed great restraint before coming down here.” she was not about to admit she almost busted in to the bathroom 3 times.
“So what made you decide on the hands off?”
“I figured a little extra payback from last year wouldn’t hurt.”
“Well good luck with that, I hope you come out on top…oops… I mean I hope you give it to him…shit um nail him good…wait no that’s not what I meant…I hope he learns a good hard lesson, fuck even that sounded dirty.” Kristen rolled her eyes watching Nikki struggle to find the appropriate words for whatever the hell she was trying to say.
“Wow that sucked”
“Not as much as you do…shit sorry. It’s the guys fault, I’ve been hanging around with them to long it’s like I’m starting to think like them.”
“That’s just scary” Nikki nodded in agreement, the sound of her phone sent her running.
“Thank god Caroline, how do I get this shit off.”
Kristen sat there only half listening, she could only guess what the guys were up to. She was checking all her soaps and lotions when she went to grab her stuff from her room, she didn’t want any surprises when she got out of the shower.
“Exfoliate, lye soap, that’s it just keep doing it till it goes away. Alright thanks Caroline.” Kristen nodded when Nikki looked over at her.
“I’ll go buy you some lye soap and some good body scrub minus the dye.” Nikki engulfed her in a quick hug.
“You’re the best Kris”
“I’ll be back soon.”
Prank War
Part 3
Rob smiled in his sleep trying to resist the pull of consciousness, he could feel her lips slowly making their way down his torso, felt the gentle bite she placed on his hip. Who the hell in their right mind would want to wake up and leave this behind? He felt her hand run through his hair grabbing on and giving it a sharp tug.
“Wake the fuck up already, I tried to be nice about it but all you keep doing is moaning with your eyes closed, it’s kind of creepy. I came to tell you I’m using your shower, I don‘t trust that you guys haven‘t fucked with mine.” He opened his eyes and tried to focus on Kristen’s blurry face. She was sitting on his lap, so he was sure she already knew about his morning wood. He placed his hands on her hips keeping her anchored there; he would be stupid not to take advantage of it before she got up.
“I know what you’re doing and it’s not going to work” he smiled as the last word ended in a groan.
“Stop it Rob”
“Nope” he continued rocking her against him; she bit her bottom lip and squeezed her eyes shut. He could feel her nails digging into his chest.
“I came to use your shower, not to get lucky.”
“Come for one get the other free.” He felt victory pulse through his already excited body, she was going to cave he could feel it. She leaned down, kissing him violently he could feel the sexual frustration in her kiss. He imagined when she was done with him he’d be hobbling for the rest of the day. He fucking hoped so. Her mouth left his traveling to his ear; she gave it a gentle tug with her teeth.
“Your naked under these blankets” she all but purred in his ear.
“God yeah” he brought his hips up, feeling satisfaction at her gasp.
“That makes it so much easier” she rubbed her body against his, he could feel the burn of desire race through his blood. He craved her, the feeling of her, the smell of her everything about her he needed. He could never have enough of this woman, just the thought of her riding him while screaming his name made him shudder. He was going to embarrass himself if he didn’t calm the fuck down soon.
“I’m nothing if not accommodating.” his voice broke.
“Alright then hands above your head no touching.” she pushed his hands up, he held on to the metal bars. If she wanted to do all the work who was he to argue.
“I think I want it rough, I mean really rough like holes in the wall from the head board rough. Can we please?” He could barely speak and she was asking him questions.
“Anything you want”
“Can you feel how excited I am, are you excited?”
“God yes!” his fingers hurt from holding the bars so tight.
“That’s good baby, real good” she moved up stretching out on top of him. “Want me to take off my shirt”
“Yeah” he watched as she slowly slid her hands under the bottom of her shirt slowly lifting he saw the pink lace bra inch by agonizing inch being exposed. She dropped the shirt it fell on his face covering his eyes. He could feel her go to remove it when she stopped.
“Hmm…I think I’ll keep that there. We’ve never done it with one of us blindfolded before I like it. Do you like it?”
“Yeah.”
He could care fucking less at the moment; he just didn’t want her to stop touching him. He felt her shift her hand traveling up in down his side it was a soothing touch. He felt himself relax into it when he heard a soft click followed quickly by another. He felt and extra weight on his wrists, letting go of the bars he tried to pull away but it wouldn’t go more then an inch.
“Kris…Kristen what the fuck is going on” he felt the excitement drain from his body, replaced by dread.
“I’ll need this” Rob felt the shirt removed.
“What are you doing?”
“Um…getting dressed”
“You need take these handcuffs off me” he gave them a gentle yank
“I don’t think I do, in fact I think you look pretty good all tied up. You should be proud of me I’m resisting temptation. I’m proving I’m not the nympho everyone thinks I am.” he heard her rustling around in her bag.
“Your still a nympho honey, I guarantee your thinking that as soon as the prank war’s over you’re going to put these cuffs to good use.”
“That doesn’t make me a nympho; it just means I like to plan ahead.”
“Who plans ahead to use handcuffs”
“So I’m weird because I plan ahead to use handcuffs, yet you can have whip cream and chocolate sauce already to go. Did you here me complain no why because I’m a supportive girlfriend”
“I didn’t plan ahead for that”
“You so did, you barely keep food in your fridge. It just so happened the night you want to get all kinky you have two cans of whip cream and a jar of chocolate sauce, if anyone’s a nympho here it’s you.”
“I’m not the one who jumped you in a bush last week in between takes”
“No just up against the trailer”
“That was a good one; you tried so hard not to scream”
“Yeah I bit my lip so hard, I made it bleed a little.”
“Let me go Kris, you can scream all you want.”
“Nope”
“Damn it!”
“Aha found it.” He watched her pull the camera he bought her for her birthday out before turning towards him.
“Are you fucking kidding me Kris, I’m sitting her naked with a hard on and you wanna take a fucking picture”
“Pretty much, here if your so modest which I know your not” she gently placed a pillow between his legs.
“Ready say cheese” she said in a singsong voice, snapping a photo of him flipping her off with both chained hands. He watched as she pulled a marker from her back pocket, and leaned towards him.
“Kris don’t even write on me with that, son of a bitch. I will get you back for this, I’ve gone easy on you so far, you haven’t seen anything yet.” Kristen finished writing, and smiled at him.
“See I figure you’ll be in here most the day, and all you have is tomorrow till midnight before it ends. I figure my chances are pretty good.” he scowled at her.
“God I love it when you make your pissed off face, gets me all tingly inside” She fanned herself, before leaning down and kissing him once more.
“Love you” He growled in response and watched her put out the do not disturb sign. He looked down reading what Kristen wrote on his chest.
‘Kristen’s hands off bitches’
“Watch when I get my hands on you Kristen” he muttered to himself, knowing he had to bide his time for the guys to show up or her to come back. Worse case scenario the maid shows up and ignores the sign. That would be fucking fantastic.
Prank War
Part 4
Rob laid there trying to relax, his hands were numb and he had to take a fucking piss. They only thing that was keeping him from screaming, was the thought of Kristen’s face when he delivered the final blow. He’d thought of nothing else since she shut the door on him, of every possible way he could get back at her. He’d come up with something that would top her little handcuff trick.
He thought he’d finally lost it when he heard a knock, he felt relief with a bit of panic mixed in it. What if it was someone he didn’t know, how was he going to explain a picture with only a pillow covering his buddy to his mum.
“it would serve Kristen right if I made her do it, hey Kris explain to my Mum why I’m buck naked on every magazine she sees.” he pushed his head back trying to sink into the pillow. The knock sounded again.
“Hey Rob you in there”
“Jacks get the fuck in here!” he yelled, He waited as Jackson entered his room.
“Geez man a little warning would be nice, fuck I think I’m blind.”
“Get me the fuck out of these cuffs.” Rob yanked on the cuffs again.
“I hope Kristen was the one to do this because she scares me and I really don’t want to get interrogated by her.” Jackson picked the sheet off the floor tossing it over the pillow giving Rob a little more coverage.
“Of course it was Kristen, who the hell else it would be. I’m only this stupid around her”
“I always knew Kristen was into this kind of thing”
“And the reason you’d even think of that would be because”
“Umm…shit did I say that out loud?”
“Jacks if I could feel my hands I’d flip you off”
“Oh come on you act like you never thought of Kristen tying you up when she was dating Mike”
“Are you really standing there telling me you thought of what it would be like for my girlfriend to tie you up?”
“If I said no would you believe me?”
“Get these off me and I’ll forget we ever had this conversation.”
“Sounds good to me, where are the keys. Let me guess she didn’t leave the keys.”
“Check the table I know she threw something over there” he prayed that she left the keys.
“Got them”
“Thank god, let me go I need to take a piss like you wouldn’t believe” when the weight of the cuffs disappeared, he pushed Jackson out of the way not caring the he was naked.
“Make sure you check the toilet for plastic wrap”
Rob let out a sigh of relief; he wasn’t sure what Jackson said and right now didn’t care.
“Dude I am begging you to have some type of clothing on when you come out, I pretty sure I’m scarred for life now, but why should I suffer more.”
Rob was only half listening. Who knew you could get so much pleasure out of taken a piss. He was like the stupid pink bunny he just kept going and going. He gave the toilet a flush before grabbing a towel to secure around his waist.
“What the bloody hell did you say about plastic wrap” he asked Jackson, grabbing pants and a shirt.
“That’s what I woke up to this morning, went to take a leak and it bounced right off the plastic wrap at me. You should have seen the fucking mess it made”
“That’s disgusting, sounds like something Nikki would think up” he said making his way back to the bathroom.
“Yeah well Kellan got a double dose this morning, he went to put on deodorant only they switched it with cream cheese, he says he smells like moldy cheese now.” not a bad prank he thought listening to Jackson through the door.
“Then he flushed his toilet and they must have poured some type of soap in it because he had fucking yellow suds everywhere, he had to call to have it cleaned up. He said the girls are sneakier then he thought, I think he’s a little scared of them but he won’t admit it.”
Rob walked out, grabbing his sneakers and slipping them on. He walked by Jackson on his way to the door, giving him a slap to the back of his head.
“That’s for wanting Kris to tie you up, now let’s go I want to go see that evil wench I consider my girlfriend, I feel like making her squirm.”
“Yeah good luck with that, Kellan told me she cut you off.”
“I find it so bizarre that everyone knows so much about our sex life.”
“Dude you had grass stains on the back of you shirt last week, Kristen had a leaf stuck in her hair.”
“She fell and I broke her fall” he said to Jackson an innocently, only to have him laugh in his face.
“Is that what you told her parents, when they caught you guys going to change?” Rob remembered freezing in his spot when her parents popped out of her trailer. Kristen had smiled and gave hugs, while he stood there waiting for her father to kill him.
“Nope, I let her do all the explaining. She told them, the exact thing I told you.”
“I bet they believed her just as much as I believe you right now.” Jackson said sarcastically.
“I waited until she was 18, which should get me points.”
“She was 18 when you started dating her, I really don’t see how that gets you any points.”
“Hey I was innocent until I met Kris, just ask my mum.”
“Please your mom loves Kristen; she’d take her side over yours any day of the week.”
“I know how fucked up is that.” He shook his head laughing; he wondered where Kristen was hiding out. They walked down the flight of stairs when they heard screaming.
“Umm…that sounds like Ashley yelling.” Jackson said before both guys started running toward the girls’ room.
Prank War
Part 5
Kristen stood with her back against the wall; somehow they all congregated in the hallway out side of Nikki’s room. She was watching nonchalantly, at the seen unfolding in front of her. Kellan was glaring down at Ashley who was scratching any piece of skin she could reach. Maybe the pranks were getting a little to malicious, but hey that’s why it was called a war.
“I will take you out right now; I don’t care if you’re bigger or stronger. The thought of you in pain will be all the motivation I need.” Ashley said trying to get in Kellan’s face but could barely reach his shoulder.
“You poured syrup down my pants while we ate breakfast, which is still in my pants because you refuse to get the fuck out of my way. Do you have any idea how uncomfortable that is?”
“Could you be more of a girl right now?” Nikki chirped in standing next to Ashley.
“You had them put mushrooms in my omelet. I’m fucking allergic to those you asshole.” She let out a scream stamping her foot in anger.
Kristen grimaced at the scream; this wasn’t going to end well. She heard the hallway door open and saw Rob and Jackson push through. She figured he’d be popping in soon; she’d missed being around him the last couple days. It was hard to hang out when you were paranoid about something bad happening constantly.
He walked over to her and propped himself up against the wall by her side. She felt his arm brushing against hers and leaned closer to him.
“Hey” he said softly into her hair, dropping a kiss on her head.
“Was wandering when you’d show up”
“Yeah sorry was a little tied up, you know how it is.
“I can only imagine.” She gave a disappointed sigh
“I’m sure that will change first chance you get.” could his voice get any sexier, did he have to talk so close to her ear. She was torturing herself by not moving but she couldn’t make her feet work.
“Ashley might kill him you know; don’t you want to save him?”
“I’m assuming he’s the reason for the hives she’s sporting, that’s the worst case I’ve ever seen. She looks like a walking STD.” Kristen snorted in surprise, shit she wasn’t supposed to laugh. She watched everyone turn to look at her.
“Umm…Rob said to just shave the hair off to get rid of the syrup. He thinks it makes it look bigger.” She gave a small shrug, not looking at Rob.
“What the hell are you talking about?” she sent him smile before taking a step away and then another. His eyes narrowed, so she took another just in case.
“What you shave, seriously man never would have thought that. That’s one of those things you should keep to yourself, I’m a little weirded out that you felt the need to share.” Kristen was silently willing Kellan to shut up, Rob looked from her to Kellan again. He held his hands up in surrender.
“I give what the fuck are you going on about.” That was Kristen cue, she stepped closer to Nikki’s door maybe he wouldn’t notice if she slipped in.
“Stop moving Stewart, I want to know what he’s talking about and I’d really hate to miss it because I had to chase your skinny ass down.” She stuck her tongue out at him, not really caring if he seen her or not.
“I saw that” Shit she thought and waited, while Kellan told him about Ashley dumping a jar of pancake syrup down his pants.
“Dude why haven’t you showered yet” This came from Jackson who had a disgusted look on his face. She was more interested in the silent figure who was staring at her.
“It might have something to do with Rashzilla not letting me by” Even Rob who was still staring at her grimaced. Kirsten could only describe the sound she heard as a war cry before she watched Ashley launch herself at Kellan.
“I’ll give you Rashzilla, you overstuffed gorilla.”
“Get her off me. I don’t want to get what she has; it’s not catchy is it.” Kristen watched Jackson and Nikki drag Ashley off, only her knee landed between his legs before they had her under control.
“OW…Shit…Fuck” Kristen watched him writhe in pain; She looked at Rob who shifted his legs and winced in sympathy.
“Kristen give me a hand.” She looked up at Nikki watching her struggle to keep hold of Ashley who was basically foaming at the mouth. She walked over and grabbed Ashley’s other arm.
“Come on Ash lets go sit you in a nice oatmeal tub to stop the itching.” They hustled her towards Nikki’s door.
“Stewart we’re going to have a little get together later, and talk about your need to over share” Shit he was still calling her by her last name. She was hoping she’d get behind a closed door before he remembered her.
“On a scale of 1 to 10.”
“About a 7”
“Find me when it’s at 3” she was being hopeful
“It might get to 8”
“I’ll take the 7 then. I’ll call you later, I love you.” She said giving him an adoring look
“Still at 7” Rolling his eye at her pathetic attempt to soften him.
“Shit” She muttered leading Ashley in the room before shutting the door.
Prank War
Part 6
Day 3
Kristen marched her way to Rob’s room; she found it slightly ironic that she would seek him out after avoiding him after the hallway incident the day before. She’d been lulled into a false sense of security when no one had retaliated after yesterday’s showdown; she had woken up this morning thinking the guys had taken a break to salvage their pride.
She only found out how wrong she was when she went to the bathroom, only to be stuck to the toilet seat by some type of bonding adhesive. She sat there in stunned disbelief for a moment, before she struggled to get off. Having no leverage to pull herself off she called for help, It took Nikki a moment before grasping the situation.
“No way! You really can’t get up?” she asked from the doorway. Kristen raised her eyebrows, at the stupid question.
“No I just called for help because I was bored.” Kristen’s dry sarcasm had Nikki shrugging ruefully.
“Sorry, I just can’t believe you’re stuck there.” Nikki reached for Kristen’s hand and pulled.
“Ow…Ow…Ow” Kristen could feel her skin being ripped from the adhesive.
“Come on Kris it’s like when you have a band aide you rip it off fast so it doesn’t hurt as much.”
“Yeah well I’ve never ripped this big a band aide off my ass before, so pardon me if I feel like screaming in pain. On the count of 3”, she gripped Nikki’s hands tighter, taking a deep breath gritting her teeth to hold back the pain.
“1, 2...3.” she felt herself ripped from the seat, falling against Nikki so they both hit the floor hard. She sat there dazed, feeling the burning from the skin she had torn from her ass. She’d scrubbed her skin raw in the shower attempting to get the remnants of the adhesive off.
Now here she stood pounding on his damn door, hoping he was sleeping just so she could wake him up. If she could annoy him the slightest bit, it would make her feel a tad better.
“What’d my door every do to you Kris?” She heard his velvety smooth voice behind her and jumped a little in surprise. She turned hands on her hips, giving him her best bitch look. He just smiled at her, that cocky how can you be mad at me smile. He knew she hated when he did that, because it always seemed to work.
“Stop smiling at me.” She said through clenched teeth, trying to focus on the irritation she felt earlier.
“I can’t help myself, you always make me smile.” How the hell did he make something so cheesy sounding come out sexy. He was so fucking infuriating sometimes; she could never understand how he made her annoyed one minute and nauseatingly happy the next.
“Yeah well stop, I don’t want you smiling at me right now.” she was madder at herself now for letting him get to her.
“Tough I can smile at you whenever I want.” his eye shimmered with laughter, he took a step closer backing her up against the door to his room. She felt his chest press against hers, his hot breath against her neck. His lips pressing feather light kisses against her throat, closing her eyes she tilted her head back, to give him better access. One of his hands grabbed wrapped around her pulling her forward so she could feel how excited he was.
“God Kris, I’ve missed you.” she heard his strangled groan, before his lips crushed against hers. The tenderness in his kiss made her want to weep, how was she suppose to be mad at him when he made her feel emotions so strong she couldn’t define them. They were so preoccupied with each other it took a minute to process the catcalls and whistles.
“Rob gonna get some” Kristen pulled the hand that she’d tangled in Robs hair out to flip off Kellan, who stood a few feet away with Jackson by his side. “This is why we know so much about your sex life Rob; I mean for god’s sake man your rooms’ right there. I feel like I'm watching soft-core porn or something. Don’t either one of you have any self control.”
Rob made a sound of displeasure slowly pulling away, his hand still cradling her cheek. She felt his thumb rub over her bottom lip, his eyes holding hers with a look so intense she thought her insides would burn up.
“Hey Kristen heard you had an interesting morning. How’s it feel to sit down, we could get you one of them hemorrhoid pillows.” She felt reality invade her hazy brain, at Jackson’s comment. She pushed away from Rob, who reluctantly let her go. She watched him bang his head against the door before leaving it to rest there, probably trying to get his body back under control.
She walked up to Jackson, just looking at him it only took him a minute to start to squirm. Kellan bumped his shoulder nodding towards her.
“She’s the size of a 14 year old girl and your letting her stare you down, grow some balls dude.” Jackson shot Kellan a dirty look.
“Really because I recall you whining this morning about how you hoped it would be Nikki or Ashley that got stuck because you were afraid of what Kristen would do to you.”
“Cause she’s scary, the only one that can fuck with her and get away with it is Robbie boy over there. She eats up that English charm of his, he‘s tamed her when others have failed” She watched the two go back and forth, before looking back at Rob who stood there rolling his eyes.
“I’ll give you fair warning, on one of the many nights you guys spend by yourselves and you reach for that bottle of lotion to appease your loneliness because no intelligent woman would fall for your shit. I want you to tell the doctor who has to remove your glued hand from your dick it was because you got mouthy with the wrong woman.” She watched both grown men visible shrink away from her, while Rob snorted with laughter behind her.
“You guys have a nice day, I have to go see what the girls have planned.” She gave them a sweet smile, before walking away.
“Kris I expect you at my door at midnight.” Rob shouted after her, she looked over her shoulder and winked at him. She hadn’t realized until she got back to her room that she hadn’t bitched him out about the toilet seat thing.
“Damn it, that stupid smile.”
Prank War
Part 7
10 hours left
Rob watched her walk away and knew he had a stupid sappy smile on his face, but he really didn’t care. She continued to fascinate him; she was a walking contradiction that he would never get enough of. He could swear that every time he had her pinned down in his mind she would do something that would completely shatter that perception.
“Could you look more love sick right now, I think I just threw up a little in my mouth.” Rob turned his attention to Kellan.
“Jealousy is not an attractive trait.”
“She just threatened to glue my hand to my dick, and here you are looking at her with adoration. You two are perfect for each other you’re both fucking crazy.” Rob laughed at Kellan’s reminder of her threat
“You two are so screwed, I feel kind of bad for you guys.” He noted the worried look Jackson gave Kellan. They were smart to be scared, hell if it were him, he would never masturbate again for fear of doing some damage. He could only imagine getting a glued hand removed; it had to mess you up some how.
“You seriously think she’ll do that, maybe she was just fucking with us?” Jackson asked.
“I’ve never known Kris to make empty threats, but you could hope right.” Rob gave Jackson a sympathetic pat on the arm before turning to Kellan.
“Is everything all set for tonight? I want this to go off with out a hitch.” He asked, watching both of them nod.
“You’re not even a little scared of her?” Jackson asked with raised eyebrows, Rob grinned at the question.
“She fucking terrifies me in more ways then you can imagine. I’ll call you guys later when I’ve figured everything out.” He headed to his room, more eager then before to see this day end.
6 hours left
“We need our cell phones back; you can’t just steal someone’s shit.” Nikki was telling Jackson who sat on the couch with his back towards her and continued to watch the TV.
“I have no clue what you’re going on about. I am sitting here minding my own business; I haven’t left my room in hours. Maybe that blonde dye is sinking into your pores, killing some brain cells.” She walked up behind him, leaning over the couch so her mouth lined up with his ear.
“I wouldn’t go throwing around the blonde comment Jacks, you’re just as blonde.” She pulled away with a self-satisfied smile. “I’ll see you later.”
She walked out the door, wondering how long it would take for the itching powder she had sprinkled in his hair and down the back of his shirt to kick in.
“Talk about dumb blonde.”
4 hours left
“Dude, is that you stinking up the hallway.” Jackson asked scratching his head, Kellan held his hand over his nose.
“Ashley and Kristen let stink bombs off in my room; I’m trying to air it out.” Kellan said motioning towards the open windows. “Dude Jacks you okay, you’re scratching like some junkie.”
“I don’t know I’m just really itchy, it keeps getting worse.”
“Maybe you should get that checked out.”
“I think I’m going to go shower maybe that’ll help. You should try some air freshener before people start complaining.”
3 hours left
“Hey Kris!” She stopped walking, turning towards Rob at the sound of her name. She regarded him suspiciously, holding up a hand when he came within a foot of her.
“Stop right there buster, we have 3 hours left before midnight until then keep a foot back at all times.” He walked an inch closer, watching her retreat.
“I’m not going to try anything I just wanted to see you, and tell you to bring those Handcuffs you stole out of my room.”
“I don’t know what you’re referring to.” Kristen said giving a careless shrug. Watching him cautiously take another step forward, he held up his hands.
“I’m not going to try anything.” he reiterated “I just wanted a kiss and to tell you about the cuffs. I have no secret agenda.” She narrowed her eyes at him, letting him move closer. She wasn’t sure if he was lying but if he wasn’t she’s be an idiot to not kiss him.
“Just a kiss.”
“Kris it's never just a kiss with you.”
“You’re to charming for your own good.”
“Not charming just honest, now shut up so I can get my kiss.” he used his finger to tilt her head up, his lips almost touching hers when she pulled back slightly.
“No funny business.” Her voice husky, her green eyes dilated.
“Not until later.” He said pulling her back to him, claiming her lips. She felt so right in his arms, like she was made for him to hold. He groaned when he felt her tongue slip between his lips. His hand slipped into her hair pulling her closer, giving her every ounce of him that he had.
Kristen felt his hand tighten in her hair, when she bit gently at his lip. His other hand patted her ass, before slipping underneath the back of her shirt, his finger making a caressing pattern that gave her chills. The need to be close to him was overwhelming, she pushed her body flush against his wanting nothing in between them. She felt his lips slowly drag away from her, she heard herself whimper in disappointment when he held her back from kissing him again.
His breathing was coming in jagged gasps, his hands flexed on her hips trying to ease up on the bruising grip he had on her. He focused on getting his breathing under control to keep from yanking her back into his arms.
“See told you it’s never just a kiss.” He tried to smother the sexual tension by joking, but that in itself was a joke. He knew nothing could ever relieve the tension between them it was palpable every time they were in the same room, since the very first moment he had seen her.
“You so did that on purpose, I’m not gonna cave on the hands off rule.”
“Unless I’m doing something totally wrong that was very hands on. I probably have marks from where your nails dug into me. Wanna see?” He said with a cocky smile. She stepped out of his arms, hands on her hips; she had to do something with them before she grabbed him again.
“You know what I mean; I’m not having sex with you until this is over.” She crossed her arms over her chest.
“I know…I know you said that before, I’m not deaf I got it the first time. I can wait 3 hours, but you better go now before I tackle you and we get arrested for lewd behavior in public.” He saw the doubt in her eyes, before she turned to walk away.
Rob watched her retreating back, before moving his eyes lower to her ass, he smiled at the note he left there.
“Spunk Ransom was here”
She was going to be ticked off when she realized she was walking around with that taped to her backside, he felt marginally disappointed that he wouldn’t witness it. On the other hand, the good stuff was yet to come and he would see every moment of that.
Prank War
Part 8
Kristen paced the length of her room for the tenth time in the last 5 minutes. She had done everything imaginable in the last hour; from showering to folding all her clothes in her drawers, she was going insane at this point. She eagerly waited for midnight to arrive, stealing a glance at her alarm clock that was in its correct place on her bedside table.
11:50pm
She raked her hands threw her hair, it only took 30 seconds to get from her room to Rob’s, and another 10 seconds for him to open the door.
“9 minutes and 20 seconds to spare.” She heard herself say before rolling her eyes. “Can you say over eager Kristen? What is wrong with me, I’m like an addict. Fuck Kellan’s right I need to Join Robert Pattinson Anonymous. Hi my name is Kristen and I’m an addict, it been 2 days, 23 hours and 51 minutes since my last fix” she giggled at the thought of a room full of Rob posters and T-shirts, all the girls swooning over his eyebrows. She laughed harder, Rob would be secretly horrified but he would smile graciously, while making polite conversation.
She was a card-carrying member of the RPA hell she should be the president. She knew if Rob could ever actually read her mind, he would probably run in the opposite direction, or make fun of her. She sat on the bed, her leg bouncing erratically, trying to keep her mind occupied. She looked down at her toes wondering if she should paint them, it wasn’t really her thing but at this point, she’d do anything to kill time.
“I’m completely losing it.” she shook her head catching a glimpse of the clock.
11:59pm
“About damn time!” She grabbed the handcuffs he had requested, before running out the door. She reached his door knocking without hesitation. She heard him move around, her body taut with excitement. She willed him to move faster, it felt like minutes instead of seconds before she heard his hand turn the knob. It suddenly opened, he stood there framed in the doorway, dressed in a t-shirt and sweat pants that were hanging low on his hips. Her eyes wandered over him taking in every inch, her fingers itching to feel his skin beneath them.
She walked forward pushing him inside the room, kicking the door shut behind her. She grabbed his t-shirt pulling him down while pushing up on her tiptoes, her mouth meeting his in a kiss filled with desperation and hunger.
She felt his hands slipping under her shirt pulling it off with ease; he grabbed his throwing it onto the floor by hers. He pulled her hard against him groaning at the skin on skin contact. She pushed her fingers into his hair holding him to her while he placed erotic kisses along her neck.
“Fuck” she groaned feeling his thumb brush over her nipple.
“Put you legs around me Kris.” She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist when he picked her up. She rubbed her self against dick, loving the sound he made she did it again. His hand tangled in her hair bringing her mouth back to his, she hadn’t realized they’d moved an inch until her back hit the door.
“Ow” she mumbled and felt him freeze pulling back.
“Did I hurt you?” his voice strained, the look on his face showing concern.
“No” she reached behind her pulling out the handcuffs.
“I almost forgot about them.” he smiled turning towards the bed. “Hold onto them for a second.” He laid her down on the bed, her legs still wrapped around him. She let out a small whimper when he pushed against her. She was burning alive, her body trembling with need.
He stretched out on top of her pinning her down with his weight, she felt her hands lifted, the extra pressure of the cuffs secured around her wrists, and she arched her hips not being able to control herself. His hands caressed their why down her arms, his mouth moving slowly over her collarbone, she knew she would have more then one mark tomorrow.
She wasn’t sure how much more she could take when his mouth closed over her already sensitive nipple; she bucked against him, her hands tightening around the headboard. His teeth gently scraping, before letting his tongue sooth the sting his bite created. She felt the dampness between her legs grow as he moved onto the other breast.
“You’re killing me.” she strained against him trying ease the pressure building up in her body.
Rob stopped for a second to look up at her, her eyes were half closed her teeth scraping over her bottom lip. His head heavy with desire, she looked on the brink of an orgasm, he felt satisfaction emerge inside him that he could do this to her.
“I haven’t even gotten to the good stuff Kris.” He moved down her body, stopping ever couple of inches to press a soft kiss to her naked flesh. He reached the waistband of her shorts, nipping softly at her hip. He smiled at the little moans she tried to smother; he slipped his fingers under the waistband giving them a gentle tug. He tossed them on to the floor, with the other forgotten clothing.
He would never get this picture out of his head, her arms helplessly tied above her head. A sheen of sweat covered her creamy alabaster skin, her lips red from her teeth scraping against them. Her eyes hazy with desire and love, the need in them so intense he felt his knees go weak. He could not think of any fantasy that would top this moment.
He reached for his own pants quickly discarding them; he leaned back on the bed pushing her legs further apart. His hands skimmed over her legs all the way down to her inner thigh, making light caressing patterns as he went.
“Rob please!” the sound of her begging almost destroyed the last of his will power, he concentrated on placing kisses along her inner thigh, continuing slowly up until he reached the spot he craved. She was wet and ready and the sent of her almost made him cum right then. He placed gentle kisses before sliding his tongue gently along the seam, his fingers spreading her open for better access.
“Fuck…oh god!…Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” He felt her clench tightly around his fingers before removing them. He lifted her legs around him pushing against her, he groaned sliding deeply inside her, and he pushed her body up towards the headboard. Leaning forward he undid the cuffs needing her hands on him; she did not disappoint running her hands all over his body. He was sure he would have some scratches marring his back later.
“Oh Shit ROB! Harder!” He grasped the headboard for leverage thrusting fast and hard, the sound of slick sweaty bodies mixed with moans and heavy breathing filled the room. He felt her body jerk and his named muffled as she bit into his shoulder, her body relaxed into a sweet oblivion. He cupped her face his eyes holding her while his body shuttered in release.
“How about we go take a nice hot shower, I think my muscles need it.” She gave a small nod. “Got start it and I’ll grab some towels.”
Rob watched her walk into the bathroom; he quickly grabbed his cell phone hitting the send button.
“5 minutes.” he said before hanging up. He heard the shower turn on counting to 10 before he heard the scream.
“Kris you ok?” he asked trying to play dumb. He walked to the bathroom to see her jump out of the shower a gooey residue covering every inch of skin. He tried to look confused.
“What the hell is that?”
“I don’t know Rob you tell Me.” he shrugged, hearing a loud ringing sound followed by someone banging on his door.
“Rob you there, Fire alarm you need to get out of there, wake up!” He heard Jackson yell.
“I’m coming!” he yelled back, he tossed Kristen a towel throwing of his sweats. “Let’s go Kristen.” He grabbed her hand not giving her a moment to think and hustled her out the door. The hand he was holding was sticky; he smiled trying to picture her face in about 30 seconds. They rounded the corner, when feathers flying at them blinded him. He felt Kristen freeze; he waited for the feathers to settle before turning to look at her.
The smile on his face could not be stopped and the laughter in his chest erupted free. She shot him a nasty look, from under the feathers covering her face, wrenching her hand out of his.
“Say Cheese!” Rob saw Kristen turn towards the yell and slung an arm over her shoulders. The flash went off right before Kristen pushed him away, which was difficult considering she was trying to hold onto her towel.
Kellan walked out from the corner doing an imitation of a chicken, flapping his arms and clucking.
“You guys are cheaters it after midnight.” she yelled in outrage, Rob watched as Jackson pulled out his phone.
“Nope it’s only 11:50pm, I’m sure if you’d had your cell phone you would of known.” He said with a shrug.
“The clock in my room?” Kellan raised his hand.
“I take full credit for changing it, and the ones in the other rooms.” Kellan said with a smug grin.
“Robert what are you doing with that picture.” Rob looked at her, she looked like a fucking chicken, he chuckled some more before answering her.
“Oh that, well that’s going to be the picture on my Christmas cards next year. I figured we could do the couple thing and send out joint ones, how much fun is that.”
“Anyone sees that picture and I’m mailing the one I took to every magazine there is.” she threatened
“See the only problem with that is, I might I have accidentally deleted it when I was playing with you camera.” He gave her an innocent shrug, but was a little surprised when she smiled.
“Yeah I’m really that dumb, I made plenty of copies incase something like that ever happened.”
“I’ll burn mine if you burn yours.” she considered it before nodding.
“Oh come on man no one will ever believe this, I mean she looks like a freakin chicken how could you destroy that precious memory.” Rob rolled his eye at Kellan whining.
“Think of it this way we’ve won the war again, and that really pisses her off. Ow fuck Kris you didn’t need to kick me in the shin the fucking hurts damn it!” He watched her stalk away towards her room; he quickly grabbed the camera out of Jackson’s hand before running after her.
“Kris C’mon it’s only a game.” he followed her into her room watching her walk into the bathroom and cringed when she slammed the door. He sat on her bed for and hour patiently waiting for her to get all the feathers and sticky shit off.
He stood up quickly she looked clean and refreshed.
“So not only did you win the war, you got me to break my rule I bet you feel real good about yourself right now.” he shrugged not wanting to sound pompous.
“Well Einstein you forgot to wear a condom, which is a problem because I had to stop taking my birth control a few week ago when I got sick because of the antibiotics made it ineffective. How’s that make you feel jackass.” He watched her cross her arms over her chest, he felt dizzy and nauseous. He stood up and pulled her into his arms.
“I think I might puke, but we’ll deal with whatever happens.”
“Are you scared?”
“Scared shitless pretty much covers it.” She reached up to pulling him into a tighter hug, her lips brushing his ear.
“Gotcha Sucker.” He pushed her away, looking down at her.
“You’re going to fucking kill me with that one Kristen. Wanna know what no more pranks; it ends this year I don’t think I can take another year of this shit.” He held out a hand. “Truce?” She thought about it for a moment before slipping her hand into his.
“Truce. Now let’s go back to bed I wasn’t finished with you.” He tossed her onto the bed; smiled at him before she started clucking like a chicken. He fell on the bed next to her, both of them laughing until tears leaked from their eyes. This was better then any prank war he could win.
THE END
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