Stephanie

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It's been a couple hours, and me and Matt still haven't heard from the pervert voice. I wonder if they will even feed us. They better! I mean I was literally going to get ice cream so no wonder I'm starving. I'm not eating anything either it better be a decent looking meal.

"Stephanie there's literally nothing to do here. Nothing! Not even books. Not even a TV. What, do they expect us to use sex as our only form of entertainment?" Matt complains.

"I mean you gotta admit that's pretty smart of them. To make us so bored our only solution is sex. But what do you expect? A lap dance as some entertainment? A PlayStation? Come on be smarter that that." I tell Matt.

Matt plops onto the couch. Just then, we heard the voice start to speak;

 "Well, well, well. You decided to try the punishments, I see? Well, here is todays punishment. Oh I forgot to mention, every day the dare gets harder and the punishment gets worse. Thanks to my genius invention of course. So you made a "smart" choice today. Well done. Anyway, the punishment is the cold. Goodnight."

Matt starts smiling. "We can survive the cold right? That's not too bad Steph."

I remember how he used to call me that when we tolerated each other. "Stephanie is too sophisticated" he used to tell me. "Steph is much better." 

I miss that.

And he looks so cute when he smiles.

Oh my god. I did not just say that. A couple of hours ago I hated him more than anything. Now I called his smile cute? What is wrong with me? Maybe it's because he started acting nice and helped me out. Yeah that's it. Nothing else. I'm still mad at him.

"Steph? Are you okay?" Matt asks, concern in his eyes.

I snap back into reality. "Oh my bad...I was just sleepy. Maybe we should go to bed. I'll sleep on the couch.. and you can have the bed."

"Okay cool. You can use my jacket when you sleep, and every day we'll switch spots. I'm going to the bathroom." Matt replies.

I nod and realize my clothes are going to be so uncomfortable to sleep in. I'm wearing jeans and a crop top. I wish i wore my sweats like I usually do. Whatever, at least its not a dress.

I lay on the loveseat and cover using his jacket. It smelt like him. It smelt...musky but a musk that only belonged to him. It was calming. Wait, why is this calming me? Remember you hate him! He just gave you the jacket as bare minimum. He gets to sleep in a big comfy bed. Oh how I'd love to sleep there all warm and cozy. Too bad we're being held hostage with cameras everywhere, and there's no way in hell I'd sleep in the same bed with Matt.


Matt comes out the bathroom and sighs. He gets into the bed and lies straight on his back.

I sit up and say; "I hate whoever put us in this shitty room. And I wonder what our friends are thinking? Do you think the police will eventually find us?"

Matt shivers. "Yeah my folks are probably shitting themselves currently. Our friends probably are too. Dude, it's freezing." He rubs his arms.

"Guess this is our punishment. Sure sucks, but if it stays like this we'll be fine. Right?" I shiver as well.

"Right." He replies as he gets into bed and covers up. Oh how I'd love to be covered by his warmth-I mean the blanket covers. What is getting into me? Calm down, Stephanie.

The lights turn off and I lay back and try my best to cover myself with his jacket. It still smells amazing, by the way. I try to close my eyes and think of me leaving this place and going back home. And eating some delicious food...

...


I wake up again. I have no clue what time it is, but all I know is how cold the room is and how cold I am. My teeth are chattering. I start shivering like crazy, and my hands are ice. What do I do? There's no way I go sleep next to Matt. Imagine him awakening to me next to him? No thanks! As I try to curl up and preserve my heat but, I get even colder. There is no way the temperature is still going up! 

It is so so so cold.

I hear shuffling and I notice Matt awake. "Matt!" I whisper. "It is freezing cold."

"No shit Steph. I literally woke up from how cold it is. Man, they weren't kidding with these punishments." He replies, as he shivers.

"How are you cold in the comfy bed?" I ask.

"Um, because it's meant to preserve two bodies of heat, not one."

I cannot believe what I'm thinking right now. That bed, looks absolutely perfect like it was sent down from heaven. Imagine just diving into the covers and cuddling against his warmth no matter how annoying he is. It just looks so toasty. So warm. But no. I need to suck it up and stay here, or else I'll be desperate. Which I am, but he can't know that. So I'm sticking my ass here. 

Okay. I'm trying to go to sleep now. I curl up as much as I can and cover my feet and nose with his small jacket. Now I can't breath. This is so uncomfortable. I just need to sleep. It's not that hard because I'm sleepy. Just sleep. Just sleep. Just sleep.

Probably a few minutes pass by but to me if feels like hours. I swear it's getting colder. I literally don't think I'm imagining it. I wish I could tell how cold it is in this shitty room. My toes are covered but numb and literal icicles. I can't sleep! I can't sleep! This is a nightmare. I'm beyond desperate. I need to sleep in that bed. But I won't- ever never cuddle against him. That's a line I'm not crossing.

My teeth chatter again. "Matt?"

"Hmm?"

"I don't think I can sleep alone.."

"So..."

"Can I sleep in the bed? It won't mean anything, it's just freezing."

It's as if Matt actually smiles, and pats the bed for me to come. I practically jump into bed and cover myself. I try to keep a healthy distance between me and Matt. Not too far but not too close.

I'm lying on my side when Matt shifts under the covers. "Steph?" He asks tapping me. "Hmmm?" I respond groggily.

"Do you mind if I turn over?" Matt asks.

I nod my head still half asleep, and Matt turns over causing him to spoon me. It was so warm, but humiliating. I can literally feel his crotch on my butt. But I currently do not care. I am finally warm. This doesn't mean anything. It really doesn't. It's cold and that's why he's right behind me. 

Not because he likes you.

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