hbc + character oneshots

double date (slight nsfw)

a/n: lesbians skip this🥰 HAHAHAHAHA buckle up whores it's a sort of long chapter

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"it could be a double date!" helenas partner, rye suggested to your boyfriend. you hooked your arm under Christians arm and leaned your head against his shoulder.

you were honestly really tired and just wanted to go home to take a nap. "what do you say, love?" he asks, leaning down and placing a quick kiss on your head.

you opened your eyes, a small smile making its way onto your face. as soon as your eyes opened, you locked eyes with helena. she always gave off the vibe that she didn't like you, so the way she was staring at you was just the norm.

it sucked though, that she felt some type of way towards you. she seemed like a nice person, and an even nicer looking person. her hair never seemed to have met a brush and was kind of just all over the place but it somehow drew you even closer to her.

you always knew you liked women, it was just strange that you were attracted to a woman who seemed to quite literally hate you.

you could tell how much Christian wanted to go, and you couldn't say no to him. you leaned up, quickly kissing him sweetly. "for you, sure"

you could feel Helena staring at you, and it made you roll your eyes secretly. "a double date it is"

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you were just finishing up your hair when Christian walked in wearing a royal blue suit, matching your royal blue dress. he wrapped his hands around your waist and laid kisses around your neck.

"you look beautiful" he praised, beginning to sway slightly. you left the brush abandoned on the sink and turned in his grasp, placing your arms around his neck.

"and you look rather fine yourself" you teased as you caught him looking down your dress. "let's go love or we'll be late" he quickly kissed you on the lips before you could warn him about your lipstick and went to grab his keys.

you laughed to yourself, deciding on not telling him. it wasn't that visible anyway.

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you entered the restaurant arm in arm with Christian and immediately spotted Helena and Rye at a table in the far back corner, looking rather irritated with each other.

they seemed to be arguing and you could tell because of the way Helena was speaking out of the corner of her mouth while side eyeing him. they soon spotted the pair of you and immediately stopped.

Christian noticed this too and giggled with you. you sat down, taking your coat off. immediately, you could feel Helena's gaze on your chest. you cleared your throat and shifted in your chair.

the whole night was kind of just the two men talking while you and Helena drank. Although Helena did drink an awful lot more. But you were aware she handed her alcohol well.

"what do you think y/n?" Rye asked as you sipped on wine. you put your glass down and smiled sheepishly because you weren't listening. "sorry i wasn't listening"

"ah that's alright" Rye smiled and quickly turned to Christian to continue their conversation. at that exact moment you could feel something weighing down the bottom of your dress.

you grabbed your dress and pulled it, figuring it was the leg of someone's chair. that was until someone's foot was sliding up your leg.

you looked over at the only person it could possibly have been, finding her staring at the wine glass she was twirling around in her hand. but she couldn't hide the smirk on her face. it was weird seeing her with something other than a blank stare or a glare.

you were confused, and it showed on your face. panic rose in your body as her foot pushed your dress up your legs. she rubbed the top of your thigh with her foot, never getting too high.

"what are you doing?" you mouthed, making sure the guys weren't looking. "what?" she pouted, tilting her head. "stop it!" you mouthed, placing your hand on her foot.

she bit her lip, knowing her heel was right above your panties. you thanked god that she couldn't feel exactly how much her actions affected you.

"im serious helena!" she rolled her eyes, making a quiet snoring sound. "you're so boring" she mouthed back, taking her foot of your abdomen. you weren't sure what changed her attitude towards you. maybe it was the wine.

"me and y/n are going to get fixed up" the look on both the mens faces was honestly priceless. "w- okay!" they both said in-sync, liking the idea of Helena finally being friendly with you.

before you could even say no, you were grabbed by the wrist. luckily, you had grabbed your purse just in time. she dragged you to the bathroom, the way she was walking you would never be able to tell she had about 4 glasses of wine. she opened the door and pulled you inside, closing it behind you.

you quickly went over to the mirror and opened your purse, grabbing your lip liner and mascara. you could see in the mirror Helena staring at you. you sighed and put the makeup down.

"can I help you?" you asked. "what're you doing?" she responded, walking closer. "getting 'fixed up'" she laughed and grabbed your wrist.

"how stupid are you?" you yanked your wrist out of her hand and took a step back, offended and a bit uncomfortable. "I don't know what's gotten into you Helena but you need to stop"

"or what?" she retorted quickly. she put her hand on your chest, pushing you as she walked forward. your back met the wall, a gasp leaving your mouth.

"what will you do to me, hm?" she tilted her head to the side, scanning you from top to bottom with the corner of her lip in between her teeth. "will you...punish me?"

when you didn't answer, she chuckled, placing her hands on either side of your head. "knew you didn't have it in you, little girl"

"i-" was all you could manage to get out. you moaned as her knee moved under your dress and between your legs. you turned red, embarrassed of the sound you made. "Helena..."

"yes, baby?" you didn't know when she adopted this new nickname for you, but there was a small small voice in your head that screamed and cried and begged you to play along.

"you're drunk" you stated, only receiving another low chuckle in response. "and what would change if I were 'sober' ? id still want to fucking destroy you" she said rather plainly, almost as if she were asking you to a lunch.

"and what would happen if- if i were to allow you to 'destroy' me" you asked, with a sarcastic undertone. "cut the attitude bitch" "mhm" you groaned as she pressed her knee harder against your crotch.

"i could fulfil all your kinky little desires" you blushed, tightly shutting your eyes at the thought. "i can see it in your eyes, love. you want to be violated, you want your hair pulled or your ass slapped when you're being a bad girl"

you weren't sure how this woman obtained this information, but one thing you were sure about, was she was absolutely fucking right.

you bit your lip as you moved yourself on her knee. "but be careful pet, cause i don't share"

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a/n: wow im not dead!!!