Zeila's Oneshots

Date Night (Stud4Stud)

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Deja's P.O.V.

"You ready?" Violet looked at me in anticipation, ready to get on with date night plans. She fidgeted with her phone needlessly. She was excited.

I was nervous. I fidgeted in my seat, trying not to be too aware of the little toy Violet had put in me before we left the house. "I'm nervous,"

I admitted. Violet had always been the adventurous one in our relationship and I would go along with her grandiose ideas.

Sometimes I had fun, other times the fun came from watching Violet have fun. But this was different. She had wanted to do something in public where we only know what's going on.

I agreed. It seemed fun in theory. But in execution I was a bundle of nerves. What if we get caught? What if I don't like it? What if I do like it and make a mess in this restaurant?

So many different ways this could go belly up and I was thinking of every single one. "I'm nervous too. I know this is intense.

We don't have to do it if it's too much." Violet grabbed my hand pulling me close for a hug. "We do this together or we don't do this at all," she kissed the side of my forehead, "I got you."

That was all the reassurance I needed. I held onto Violet tight before whispering, "I trust you." I could feel her happiness radiating off of her. "Okay! Let's do this."

Violet took out the honey packs we brought and handed me one. "On the count of three," I said, ripping open my little packet. "One..." "Two!" I chimed in. "Three!!"

We clinked our packs together and downed them in one sitting. They were sickeningly sweet. And it stuck to the roof of my mouth a little.

I looked over to Violet to see her making a face. I laughed. She hates sweet things and this was no different. She waves me off, drinking some water we brought to make it go down easy.

I drink some water after her, just to be in solidarity. Violet looks at me one last time, asking me if I'm still okay. I nod, "Let's get on with date night."

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As I sat across from Violet in the restaurant I was already feeling the effects of the honey pack. I was hot, squirming in my seat, trying to ignore the wet spot in my boxers. On top of that Violet had finally turned the vibrator on low.

The steady vibrations were reverberating throughout the lower half of my body. I found it hard to keep still. I found it hard to think straight. "Fix your face baby." I immediately neutralized my facial expressions.

I didn't even know I was making a face in the first place! "It's hard to be...normal!" That last part came out high pitched and whiny.

Violet kicked me under the table and I glared. She didn't know how hard it was to keep my cool right now. "Deja look alive. The waiter is coming."

Our waiter, a pretty woman, glided over to our table and greeted us bubbly. "Welcome to The Cross! My name is Carmen.

Can I get you started with any drinks? Appetizers?" I looked down at the menu but I wasn't really looking. I was trying hard not to moan or make a fool of myself in front of all these people.

"I uhhh-" I didn't know what I wanted. Hell! I didn't even know what they had. I had been so focused on the vibrator that I had yet to try and participate in Violet and I's dinner plans.

Luckily before I made a fool of myself Violet stepped in and ordered for us. "We'll have a glass of pinot. And some spinach dip for starters." Carmen smiled, commenting on the great choice we made on our orders.