Chapter 05: "Casual isn't your style."

One thing I know for sure: don't do like me. Do as you do.

- Spider-Man.

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"98... 99... 100!!!" As he finished counting, his arms gave way and he fell to the ground without any strength.

"Arhh, whew, whew." Heavy, deep breathing fills the room in the Milburn residence. Of course, it could only be Otis Milburn. A new and improved one, yes. But remaining in his essence.

Who would have thought that a skinny, awkward teenager would enjoy training so much? But it's not the training itself that's addictive, it's the results. They do make you enjoy training.

And Otis loved every tiny result, his strength; reflexes; breathing; balance. Everything improved, and as a nice side effect, it made him insanely attractive.

His previously cute face now had a more adult look. And his bright blue eyes make any woman feel attracted. A true Lady Killer.

His muscles were defined, and large, but in perfect proportions. Giving off an air of naturalness. Almost as if God himself had sculpted it.

Otis is lying on the floor with no strength in his arm, but soon that refreshing sensation washes over him and he feels his energy returning.

He sits up in time to see his phone screen on and a message as a notification.

He had put it on silent, so as not to disturb his workout, of course. But now that he's finished, he picks up his phone to see who has texted him.

A few messages from the school group, okay. Eric calling him to the party tonight at Anwar's house, okay?

'Then you'll have a message from her.' Otis shook his head mockingly, and soon, just as he thought, there was a message from a specific girl.

'Tonight is the last party before school starts again, at Anwar's house. Come along and wait for my message!'

It was from Ruby. As was becoming all too common this summer, she was texting him again, basically forcing him to go to the party.

'Not that it's a bad obligation to make.' Otis thought, because, after all, sex was wonderful.

Otis was a virgin until he lost his virginity to Ruby, so there's not much to compare it to. But he doesn't believe that sex is usually so good.

'Maybe it's because I'm having sex with the most popular girl in school? No, it's not that!' Ruby was incredibly more complex than she seemed. Especially when it comes to sex, she loves more gentle and passionate sex but pretends not to. Her pride is just a façade; the moments they spend together after sex show that. The caresses on his chest show the affection she feels for him, and this is becoming reciprocal.

But these moments don't last long, only until Ruby snaps out of her post-orgasm hypnosis and kicks him out of wherever they are. Truly annoying, but cute.

Cellphone Music Start:"Carry on, my wayward son..." His phone starts ringing, stopping his current thoughts; looking at the screen, he sees that it's Eric calling.

"Hey, Eric. What's up?"

"Otis, you're going to this party, aren't you?"

'Of course, that's what he wanted to talk about.' Otis rolls his eyes at his best friend.

"Of course, I'm going, it's a masquerade costume party. Again. What are you going as?"

"I'm going as Cheetara, I've already found the perfect outfit and bought the make-up.

Adam's going as Tygra, and I'm going to do his makeup. What about you? Do you still have that Lion-O cosplay? We can complete the trio."

"Ah, yes. I still have it, but I didn't want to go out with the sword again. The last time I went they nearly broke it. These things are expensive." Otis expresses his concern, but it still hurts him, the small crack in his Punisher Sword although it has been repaired, has left a scar on his soul.

"My friend, you're not going with an incomplete cosplay. If you're going to a party, you have to look your best."

"Hahhah, okay Eric. Only you can do that to me, right? We'll see you in the afternoon, can you do my makeup too?" Otis asks his friend, even though he knows the answer would be yes.

"Of course, Otis. Come over after 1 pm. I'll do your makeup first, then Adam."

"Right, see ya!"

"See ya!"

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In the evening, all dressed up for the party. Adam, Eric, and Otis set off for the party at Anwar's house. They decide to go by bike to save time (something like this. ( Photo ) )

Arriving at the party, Otis secures the three bikes while Adam and Eric lead the way. His phone vibrates and he can already imagine who it is. He had barely arrived and she had already texted him.

'My mother had already warned me, that pretty, innocent boys like me will be taken advantage of by thirsty women at some point. Thank you, all the deities.

'Thank you that this moment has come for me.' Otis joins his hands in prayer and gives thanks. Then he looked at his phone as he walked home.

The message was clear: 'Go to the second floor in 5 minutes.'

Otis does what anyone in his position would do. He obeys, and as he's walking through the party, Eric sees him and calls him over.

"Hey, big guy. Have you located your lioness yet?"

"Hehehe, it's more like she's tracked me down. She's already sent me a message." Eric smiles and reads the message his friend shows on his phone, but he can't stop himself from getting serious and warning him, just as Otis once warned him.

"Otis, remember what you told me. About Adam not liking me because he was embarrassed to be seen with me?" Eric says and sees Otis nod after hesitating for a moment. "Well, your situation is the same, I don't want to spoil what you have. But I hope you'll think about it if you want something more with her."

"That's the thing, at the moment, I don't think I want to. Both she and I want secrecy. After all, he who eats quietly always eats." Otis finishes with a mischievous smile at his friend. Eric smiles and agrees with Otis, but not before warning him once again.

"Just... Think about it, okay? I don't want to see you get hurt! Casual isn't your style, Otis."

Otis nods and walks away from his friend, towards the stairs.

His walk towards the stairs attracts the attention of some women, especially the single ones.

His training shows results in the previously baggy costume fitting his body very well. Leaving little to the imagination.

In particular, a girl in a cat costume couldn't take her eyes off Otis. She seemed to be looking at a piece of meat.

But the blue-eyed boy didn't notice, or didn't care, and continued on his way.

As Otis walks up the stairs, this particular girl follows him from afar. But before she can see where Otis has gone, a door opens and two hands pull the boy into one of the rooms of the house. The door is quickly locked as Ruby finally gets a good look at Otis.

Her legs go weak as she looks at his face, especially his blue eyes. Touching his prominent chest, she hides her excitement with a neutral face.

"You came from Thundercats?" A shocked Ruby says as she looks at Otis once more, even noticing the well-made sword at his waist.

'You got one right. Uncultured woman, I'm not going to demand that you know the name of the character. Just knowing the name of the animation is surprising enough for you.'

"You finally got one right, didn't you?" Otis smiles as he puts his hands around Ruby's waist.

She blushes a little as she disguises it with a cute snort and says. "How could I not know, your nerdiness must be contagious."

"I don't see you caring when you're moaning my name." Otis grins mischievously as he kisses and bites Ruby's neck. Bringing dangerous shivers to the leader of the untouchables, she tries but fails to hold back her moans.

Ruby doesn't give in easily, she takes advantage of the fact that Otis stops kissing her neck after a few seconds of kissing and approaches her mouth, biting her lip hard.

She stops after a few seconds while looking into his eyes and says. "Don't act like it. When you come, you're shaking all over, it would be cute if it wasn't embarrassing."

Ruby finishes saying it while maintaining eye contact, would anyone believe that she was trying to insult him by looking at the expression she was making? The answer is nobody. Absolutely nobody.

Otis can't resist any longer and starts kissing Ruby with a burning passion, and Ruby wastes no time in kissing him just as passionately.

Their encounter only ends 20 minutes later, with two used condoms. Otis and Ruby lie down, Ruby snuggled into his chest as she circles her fingers on his strong chest.

"Ruby, we could go to my place or yours. For a change. Cars and bathrooms are getting tiresome and painful for me."

This seemed to alert Ruby when she woke up and sat up, with nothing covering her beautiful breasts, making Otis forget for a moment what he was thinking.

"No, Otis. We're just having sex, no houses. Someone might see us."

"Ah, ah. Er..." Otis wakes up from his daze and looks at Ruby thinking about saying something when he speaks quickly.

"By the way, we should get back to the party. I don't want to miss half the party lying around with a nerd like you." Ruby says with a mischievous smile, but both Otis and she know she doesn't mean it.

'Actually, I could spend the whole evening with you. But no, I have an image to maintain.' Ruby thinks and quickly finishes getting ready, before unlocking the door and leaving, Ruby says. "Remember, Milburn. 1.5 meters away from me, give it at least 5-10 minutes before you leave the room. Take the time to recover from that fuck. It's not every day that someone gets a night with me. Be honored." She finishes saying it, in an exaggeratedly arrogant manner and leaves the room.

Otis sighs, one he'd been holding in without realizing it. 'I think... Maybe Eric is right.'

The blue-eyed boy decides to think about it later, and he quickly gets ready and leaves the room.

And the whole world goes back to normal, with Ruby ignoring him and him enjoying the rest of the party with Eric. His make-up was non-existent around the mouth and his clothes looked like they'd been through a tornado, apart from that, the party went on quietly.

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(The next day)

"Is your father still in hospital, Adam?"

"Yes, the doctors said he woke up a few days ago. But he's still a bit bewildered, I'm going to visit him soon."

Eric and Adam chatted as they walked towards the school, Otis following at their side.

The blue-eyed boy overheard the conversation and decided to ask. "Adam, if I may ask. What happened to your father?"

"Otis!" Eric scolds his friend for asking about something so delicate, but Adam quickly reassures him. "It's all right, Eric. My father was attacked by a thief. According to the police, they took his wallet and phone. But I don't think that's it, my father was beaten up pretty badly."

"He... Maybe he reacted?" Otis argues.

"I doubt it." Adam denies it. "My father is a coward by nature. But I have no proof, my father pissed off a lot of people with his attitude. Maybe he's an angry ex-student or something. There's no way of knowing."

Seeing Adam's sadness, Otis doesn't pursue the matter. Much to Eric's relief.

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(Otis)

After a sincerely unique lecture...

"Otis Milburn and Maeve Wiley, could you come to my office? Please? Thank you!"

... The surprises never stop coming.

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"... It's an innovative idea. A sex clinic for teenagers, by teenagers."

Hearing Director Hope talk like that makes it sound as stupid as it is. Well, at least I've found something I'm good at. That's worth the stupidity.

"So, is this a career you intend to pursue? Otis being the therapist and Maeve being his accountant? Sounds about right, a couple taking care of business, doesn't it?"

"No..." Maeve says, and I'm almost startled by the speed with which she responds. She looks at me for a moment as if realizing what she's just done. Then she continues more calmly. "We're not a couple. We haven't even spoken recently."

Why wouldn't you be? Do you want me to keep talking to you while I still love you? That would be torture. To get over you, I had to erase everything about you from my life, and only then can I take a step into the future now.

So yes, don't make that sad face as if the fact that we don't talk isn't your fault. I need to prioritize myself, no one cares more about your feelings than you do.

"That's right, we're at different times."

Principal Hope sounded almost regretful, almost being the keyword.

"Well, it's a shame. It is. But please keep me informed about any future endeavors you or your colleagues might have. That would help me a lot."

Both Maeve and Otis frown at her sentence but still nod in agreement.

"Well, I'm glad you understand. That's all, you can go now. Oh, and Otis, tell your mom I can't wait to read her book. It sounds... Fascinating."

Hehe, that's not the word you seem to want to say, but I'll take it.

"Of course, Principal Hope. I'll let you know."

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"We're at different times, what do you mean?" Maeve? Ask me. Why am I in doubt, you ask? Well, she knows why we're at different times.

"Well, that's what it is. I think we're in different tunes." I answer without thinking too much, but this seems to surprise Maeve a lot.

"You've changed, Otis. And very much so."

What? Did you think I'd always be in love with you? It's like I said, love is luck and LadyLuck doesn't smile at us.

"Hahaha, puberty hit me like a truck this summer. And nothing a good diet and exercise can't do."

"That's not what I meant. Well, that too. You're so different from the skinny kid I knew, you're really strong now."

I look at her, not knowing what she's getting at. I'd already closed this loop, I'd never open it again.

"The way you act is different from normal, Otis. You seem like a different person now..."

Before Maeve can say anything else, my cell phone rings with a message notification. I stop Maeve from saying anything as I stare at the phone.

'Abandoned toilets in five.'

This girl is going to be the death of me one day. I think that, but the smile doesn't leave my face.

"Maeve, if you'll excuse me. I have some important places to be at the moment. See you another time."

I quickly walk away, leaving a stunned Maeve behind. Well, who says it's my problem?

I walk away, almost running to the restrooms. I stop at one of the normal toilets on the way to do a quick face wash.

Ever since I started... How can I define my relationship with Ruby? Friends with benefits? No, we're not friends.

Let's just say, casual sex with Ruby.

Well, since I started having casual sex with Ruby. I carry a condom in my jacket pocket. Speaking of which, I'm wearing a black jacket this time, even though my favorite jacket is... Well, my favorite. It's good to change now and then.

As soon as I get to the toilets, I start whistling... I know, it's weird. But Ruby did the same whistle to get my attention once, and I've been doing the same thing to get her attention ever since.

As I pass through one of the bathroom doors, a pair of familiar hands pull me into the cabin. This is becoming more and more common than it should be, but I'm not complaining.

She pulls me into her arms and kisses me passionately, but I don't let myself be overpowered and I wrap my arms around her waist and grab a handful of her ass.

"Mmm!" A muffled moan is the result, as her tongue gets more and more excited in my mouth.

She pulls away from my kiss, and I quickly take the opportunity to mark her beautiful neck with my kisses. I leave several hickeys on her neck so that everyone can see what she's doing.

"Did anyone see... *Moan*.... You come in?"

She always asks something similar, but this time that annoying itch burns in my chest even more.

"No, nobody saw. I was careful." I reply in a drier tone than I would have liked.

That seemed to be enough for me to feel her relaxing in my arms. When she quickly regains the fire in her eyes, she pushes me against the bathroom wall and lifts my blouse while sniffing my chest.

She takes a deep breath of my chest and I feel her fire pass into me. Turning me on at levels that only Ruby could.

"That smell of men and cheap lotion makes me so horny."

And again, she kisses me, but now with even more passion as she takes off her blouse. After taking off her top, she tries to take off mine, but at that moment I hear the sound of someone entering the toilets and I feel Ruby freeze.

"I'm looking for the Sex King. Is this it?"

Sex King? What the fuck is this? A cult of lunatics?

Just then, I hear a voice distorted to be thick, saying.

"What's the matter, young man?"

As some innocent boy opened up to someone who didn't know what he was saying. I slowly make my way out of the booth, much to Ruby's horror.

Really? What the fuck is this guy talking about, does a man need a big cock to make a woman come? *sigh* I forgot that what is common knowledge for me is rare for other people, especially teenagers.

When I see a boy leaving the booth without looking back, after paying for horrible advice. I decided it was time to act, I wouldn't allow someone to take advantage of the innocence of others. Not when I could do something about it.

I beckoned Ruby to hide and kick the door hard, not as hard as I could, as it would be unnecessary.

And when I see who the "Sex King" is, it's disappointing...

"Kyle?"

"Milburn? Dude, it's just you. Thank God for that. I thought it was the police again."

Him? This guy's giving advice now? That's what lack of knowledge does, you know? Being forced to pay for advice like that... Man.

"Guess what, I'm the Sex King now."

"Haha, definitely not. You're giving advice... On porn? That's dangerous, Kyle. It's not right to do what you're doing."

"Come on, Milburn. You left a hole in the market. And now it's wrong? It wasn't when you were doing it, was it?"

Hehe, that's right, asshole. I can and you can't.

"That's it. And I'm going to report you and put an end to it."

Just then, an iPhone notification rings, and I hear Ruby's voice softly: "Holy shit."

Holy shit, Ruby. Was there a better time?

"By the way, what are you doing here anyway?"

Kyle looks at me with a mischievous grin, as if he's in control of the situation. Oh, I'll wipe that smile off your face.

"Nothing that interests you."

"Ohh, I think I do. Ha." Kyle says and tries to walk past me.

I quickly put my hand up to his chin and put my support leg behind his legs. With a powerful thrust, I throw Kyle to the ground on the opposite side of where Ruby is standing.

"I'm warning you, Kyle. Don't come any closer."

Kyle just smiles, but I can see the anger in his eyes. "Do you want to screw me, Milburn? Not if I screw you first. Do you think those gym muscles scare me?"

I see him running towards me and I feel time slow down, it's an experience I'm used to, whenever I get into a fight, I feel time slow down and I can calmly think about the options.

Kyle is coming at me with the punch already formed, in a posture typical of someone who knows nothing about what he's doing. I don't want to provoke my Master's anger and hurt a classmate who doesn't know what he's doing.

I'm just going to immobilize him. Time returns to normal and as soon as Kyle tries to punch me, I sidestep and hold his forearm with my right hand and his shoulder with my left, while with my legs I force his body down.

In this position I have total control over him, if he irritates me enough I can easily break his arm.

"There, there. I surrender, Milburn. You're going to fucking break my arm." See?

You see, what would have happened if I hadn't been prepared for that? So, children, you understand that it's better to be a soldier in a garden than a gardener in a war.

I let go of him as I pushed him towards the exit.

"Go on, enjoy your last few bucks."

Kyle says nothing as he hurries out of the toilets.

When I look back I see a figure jumping on me, instinctively I hug her and she starts kissing me.

"That... that was incredibly exciting. And unnecessarily dangerous, what if he found out? Thank God no one found out, I wouldn't know where to put my face."

I put Ruby down, much to her confusion. It's time to face this annoying situation head-on.

"Ruby, I was thinking. I wanted to hang out with you a bit more, how about coming over to your place, mine? Maybe even hang out a bit?"

"That again, Otis. I told you I don't want anyone to find out about us. The sex is great, but just imagine me staying with someone like you. That in itself would be a great shame."

Ahh, that hurt more than I expected.

"Ruby, since you think so. In case you didn't know, I have something called self-love. And I'm not going to be with someone ashamed to be seen with me. So that's it, we're done."

I turn away quickly, before feeling a familiar pair of hands grab me and force me to look at her.

"What do you mean, Otis? Nobody dumps me. We didn't done. We broke up."

Does she know it's the same thing? I feel I shouldn't correct her at the moment, even after training so hard, I don't feel I'd survive if I did that.

She finishes dressing and leaves the bathroom angrily, well. That's it, Eric seems to be right, by some miracle.

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(Ruby)

How dare he! Who does he think he is?

Otis Milburn. I graced you with my presence and this is how I'm rewarded?

And why am I so bothered by this? Why is my heart aching?

What's with that skinny nerd... I mean, not so skinny. He's made a name for himself and now he's doing well. You can even grate cheese in that Abdomen.

Argh, fuck. Focus Ruby, focus. Shit, why did I like him so much? Wait... Do I like him? Enough to tarnish my image because of him?

Well, I have enough time to decide that...

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...Why is there a bitch on top of Otis?! Why is that girl squeezing his biceps? Stinky, get away from him. He's mine... He just doesn't know it yet.

"Ruby, the way you're looking at Otis Milburn, people are going to think you're jealous," Anwar says to me, but I don't even move my gaze from Otis and that girl.

I've seen her before, she was at the party. Damn it, I can't look away from him for an instant if someone wants to steal me?

"You'd think so," Olivia says as she looks at me for confirmation.

I look away from Otis and decide to do something drastic.

"It's true," I say, and I hear them both make sounds of astonishment. "And I'm going to need your help."

I, Ruby Mawthes, always get what I want.

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(Otis)

Hey, my day? Not so good. I decided that my rational side thought was right but my emotional side didn't. In short, I'm mulling this over like a teenager. Damn! I could be having sex right now. Fuck.

I punch my bed several times in frustration, wait for a message from her on my phone, and get nothing. Maybe I should text her? Argh, this dilemma again. Fuck it

Let's do what I do best, suppress this feeling until it's gone. Let's go to sleep.

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It's going to be hard to sleep tonight.

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When Otis finally falls asleep, some nightmares take over his mind. Memories of the events from earlier in the summer fill Otis' mind with thoughts of the worst things that could happen.

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"My son, I can't believe you did that. Why?"

"Mom... me...."

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Otis stands up abruptly, his heart racing and his breathing panting, showing the fear that was running through him because of the content of the dream.

"It's just a dream... There's nothing to find out... I'm sure of it!"

Otis takes a deep breath until his breathing stabilizes.

"My pessimism and negativity hit hard, don't they?" Otis says as he laughs without any real mirth. He gets up and gets ready for school.

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(Otis)

I quickly arrive at the school with Adam and Eric accompanying me, when we reach the bike rack, the place where we always keep our bikes. To my surprise, the main reason for my difficulty sleeping... Ruby.

I calmly put my bike in its proper place, and as I take off my helmet, I hear Ruby start to speak.

"Well, now that everyone knows, I was wondering if we could stay together. Because I like fucking you!"

I can't stop myself from smiling as I hear her words and look into her flushed face.

"No more cars or toilets?"

Ruby comes closer and puts her arms around my neck as she says. "Yeah. No more cars or toilets." At the end of her sentence, she kisses me, in front of the whole of Moordale.

If I could or cared, I could have seen the shocked faces of the surrounding students and Eric's insanely happy expression. But I didn't care, all I cared about at the moment... was her.

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You deserve it, I was inspired.

A kiss...

From your favorite author,

- Abel Wizard