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Must You Tease Me

This is going to be just straight up smut. It's about teasing with a vibrator. Don't like don't read. This is your warning.

~Poppy

I was at my locker when my best friend, Aaron, came up to me with a gigantic grin on his face. He leaned against the locker next to mine.

"What's up with you?" I asked. "There's no reason you should be this happy or awake at this time in the morning." Aaron wasn't a morning person. He usually wasn't the least bit sociable till lunch.

"I'm actually really excited for this project I'm doing. And I need your help?"

I rolled my eyes. "If you need someone to dress up in some skimpy outfit you're on your own. I'm not falling for that again."

Aaron chuckled. "Nope, all I need you to do is take this." He held out a small white device.

I took it and looked it over. "Is this some sort of tiny camera? It looks like a remote."

"It's a tracker" Aaron said. "It's for a sociological project to see how much people fidget and what circumstances make them fidget."

I narrowed my eyes at him. It seemed easy enough. Almost too easy.

"Don't give me that look. It's not gonna harm you, I promise." He pointed to the large button, and only button. "I need you to press this every time you want to fidget. So that means keep it on you at all times."

"How long do I have to keep this?" I asked.

"One week. Then I'll take it back and collect the data."

I took the device back and slipped it into my pocket. "Sure. I can do that."

~Aaron

I found Poppy at her locker. Perfect.

"What's up with you?" she asked. "There's no reason you should be this happy or awake at this time in the morning." If it were any other day I would be grumpy as hell, but over the weekend I'd had the pleasure of winning a bet. Cane, my other best friend had been so cocky and sure that he'd win that he wagered that he'd wear a remote controlled vibrator for one whole week, giving me the controller.

Only thing is, I decided it would be so much sweeter if Poppy had the remote and didn't know what it was doing.

Cane was openly bisexual having had plenty of experiences with both genders but his admiration and long time crush just so happened to be Poppy. I didn't blame him. Poppy was cute, damn beautiful without even trying but she's my best friend and I didn't see her that way. Cane was practically in love with her, so I couldn't just throw this opportunity away.

I was also a bit of a sadist and took immense personal pleasure from imagining the hell Poppy could put him through.

Poppy rolled her eyes. "If you need someone to dress up in some skimpy outfit you're on your own. I'm not falling for that again."

I chuckled, remembering the instance she was referring to. "Nope, all I need you to do is take this." I held out a small white device.

She took it and looked it over. "Is this some sort of tiny camera? It looks like a remote."

"It's a tracker" I lied. "It's for a sociological project to see how much people fidget and what circumstances make them fidget."

She narrowed her eyes at me. She was wary of my motives for good reason. I tended to be mischievous as a fox.

"Don't give me that look. It's not gonna harm you, I promise." I pointed to the large and only button. "I need you to press this every time you want to fidget. So that means keep it on you at all times."