Trevante Rhodes x Reader

Issa Prompt No. 2 (Part 3) - "Tamed"

Pledging

It was 9:50 when you got to the library the following morning as requested. You had your coffee in hand and were sipping it as you walked into the back entrance. Cautiously you looked for a good seat. You wore a dark green tank top under your thick knitted black cardigan. Your skirt matched the color scheme you had going on and it was just above your knees. Your underwear and stockings were stuffed in your bookbag. Your feet were sweating in your white Vans. I bet this nigga not even here yet.

His words from last night echoed in your head as you sat down pulling out your laptop sitting in the absolute corner of the library, where no one could see you. "Meet me in the back of the fifth-floor library in the main building at 10 o'clock tomorrow. Wear a skirt. Don't be late. Don't wear panties." Don't wear panties. Those words made you bite your lip. The morning breeze curling between your legs made you anxious. You instinctively held your skirt down anytime you felt the slightest movement in the air. Your ass was still sore from last night, so you were hellbent on not being late again. Sitting with your back facing the wall you got comfortable. You got a message from Trevante and froze to read it. You looked around scanning the room cautiously. No one was around but one guy on the other side of the room a few tables down snoring with his head back in his chair with his mouth open. Looking at the messages you were even more on edge:

On time huh? Good girl. Chose good seats. DON'T LOOK AROUND. Move to the table in front of you. Sit so you're facing where you're sitting right now. Leave your bra on the seat before getting up. Do it now.

You frowned confused. You looked up at the seat in front of you with only two chairs instead of four that should have been there. They had to have been deliberately removed. You trembled unhooking your bra, removing it quickly, adjusting yourself as you grabbed your things leaving your white bra on your seat. There were only two seats facing where you were just sitting. And ironically two facing where you were sitting right now. I know he had to of done this bullshit on purpose. Unpacking your bookbag, you pulled out your laptop and spread some papers on the table to not attract any suspicion.

Trevante emerged from the Psychology section and picked up the bra from the seat. He smelled it then winked at you while he put it in the inner pocket of his varsity jacket. You stared at him embarrassed and crossed your legs. He casually took a seat where you were once sitting. Facing you, he placed an autobiography of Malcolm X on his table and nodded at you in silent greeting. That sly grin across his face. He mouthed for you to spread your legs. You looked at him like he was crazy to which he returned the same look and prepared to gather his things to leave. You tapped the table signaling for him to stop. Tre had very little time for games.

You spread your legs and cautiously looked around in the process shyly. He gestured with his fingers for you to raise your skirt higher for him to see. You hesitated before slouching a little in your seat and lifted your skirt higher rubbing your clit in the process with the same hand. You started typing on your laptop:

I fuckin' hate you.

He glanced down at his phone and hid it in his open book to make it seem as though he was reading. He looked up at you then back at his phone.

Good. But look at you, you're a natural. Rubbing your clit and I ain't even ask you yet.Showtime College Girl. Make that pussy cum for me.

Your whole body started to get warm.

And if I don't? What if I just tease you and leave? Or what if I just work on our assignment instead?

You could feel his eyes running up your inner thighs. You licked your lips before pursing them looking up at him nervously.

Then I'll leave. And you'll be here all alone with no one to tell you when security is coming. You wouldn't wanna get caught playing with that pretty pussy like this would you?