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+1 through F › Daria
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
91
Views:
11,166
Reviews:
20
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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313 - Jane's Addition (7)
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313: Jane's Addition (7)
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
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He groaned as he awoke and stretched. He frowned, feeling that he was hard as a rock. Trent had been finding himself having to pleasure himself more often ever since he had broken up with Monique. Although, he had not gone that far with Monique.
The reason for Trent's libido getting to him more was a certain glasses wearing, auburn haired, black skirt wearing, girl. Having no Monique to distract him from Daria, his lower head kept reminding him that she was a girl and that she was in need of his experience.
He shook his head, ridding himself of those thought and started to head out of his room for the bathroom, but the phone rang.
"Hello."
"Trent?"
"Daric?"
"Yeah. I'm about 20 minutes away."
"cool, I'll get the rest of the Spiral here...you think you can start playing at tonight's gig?"
"I was hoping we had a gig tonight."
"Cool, see you in 20," Trent finished and hung up. Maybe Doric returning back tot he Spiral would get him out of his writing funk.
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Daria waited for him to return from the bathroom. After the first set, she had seen Trent bolt for the bathroom. Daria sighed, wishing Jane hadn't run off with that guy she had just met. Sighing quietly to herself, she made her way towards the restrooms so that she could catch him and ask him for help on this dam project that Jane didn't seem to care about.
"Going somewhere?"
Daria could feel the beginnings of a headache coming on. Why did the guys that were here always try to hit on her when they were already half drunk.
"I don't know where that hand has been so I would appreciate if you'd remove it. I don't need to have to wash my jacket after this," Daria began.
"Ah, a sassy one...I like 'em sassy," the drunk guy said and tried to pull the auburn to him, but another arm reached around Daria's waist and pulled her away from the offending drunkard.
"I know that you're drunk and think you can do anything, but touching Daria ain't something you can do," Trent growled.
"Oh really? And what are you going to do about it?"
"Slit your throat," Trent growled and pulled out his switchblade.
"Shit head, can't fight with your fists?" the drunkard asked and in response, Trent's blade cut into the guy's left cheek.
"Want more?" Trent asked and the guy, knowing that the next one might be fatal, went to take care of the nasty cut he'd been given.
"Ok?" Trent asked Daria.
"Yeah..thanks..." Daria replied. There was no way she was going to ask him about thirty seconds of music tonight.
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Daria grumbled to herself as she made her way up the stairs. Jane had gone off with Tom, yet again, leaving her the task to ask Trent yet again. She quietly opened the door and looked in to see him laying on his side in nothing but his black boxers. Daria flushed, realizing that she had yet another reason to kill Jane.
Coming over to the bed, she noticed that there was a noticeable bulge in his boxers.
"I'm going to kill you, Jane Lane. I am going to kill you in the slowest and most painful way I can find," Daria quietly growled to herself. She reached out to shake Trent awake by the shoulders, but she squeaked in surprise as Trent pulled her onto the bed and continue to sleep, cuddling her like a stuffed animal.
"Damn it," Daria growled. "Wake...up!"
"Ugh...huh..ahh!" Trent finally woke and realized that one, he'd pulled Daria into bed with him, and two, he was hard as a rock yet again.
"This just isn't my weekend," Daria began and headed for Trent's door. "We've got this stupid multimedia project for school...Jane wanted to know if you could produce thirty seconds of music for us."
"Can't do it, sorry. I've been trying to write something for a month now and I just can't."
'That's fine...now, I'm going home and making sure I'm not put in another embarrassing situation."
Trent sighed to himself. Daria had caught him sleeping in his boxers with a hard-on, and to top it all off, he had pulled her into bed with him while still asleep. She probably would be even more skittish around him now.
"The rest of the band will be here soon... Better take care of this," Trent quietly said to himself and headed to the bathroom to relieve himself of his current state.
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"C'mon Daria, I've caught my brother naked before so catching him sleeping in his boxers is nothing," Jane said as the two were at Daria's locker.
"I didn't tell you the worst...he was standing at attention."
"Hard as a rock huh? Guess he knew you'd be waking him up," Jane joked and Daria gave her a murderous look.
"C'mon, let's go to homeroom," Daria said, tired with her friend's attempts to make jokes at her ex pence.
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313: Jane's Addition (7)
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
888
He groaned as he awoke and stretched. He frowned, feeling that he was hard as a rock. Trent had been finding himself having to pleasure himself more often ever since he had broken up with Monique. Although, he had not gone that far with Monique.
The reason for Trent's libido getting to him more was a certain glasses wearing, auburn haired, black skirt wearing, girl. Having no Monique to distract him from Daria, his lower head kept reminding him that she was a girl and that she was in need of his experience.
He shook his head, ridding himself of those thought and started to head out of his room for the bathroom, but the phone rang.
"Hello."
"Trent?"
"Daric?"
"Yeah. I'm about 20 minutes away."
"cool, I'll get the rest of the Spiral here...you think you can start playing at tonight's gig?"
"I was hoping we had a gig tonight."
"Cool, see you in 20," Trent finished and hung up. Maybe Doric returning back tot he Spiral would get him out of his writing funk.
888
Daria waited for him to return from the bathroom. After the first set, she had seen Trent bolt for the bathroom. Daria sighed, wishing Jane hadn't run off with that guy she had just met. Sighing quietly to herself, she made her way towards the restrooms so that she could catch him and ask him for help on this dam project that Jane didn't seem to care about.
"Going somewhere?"
Daria could feel the beginnings of a headache coming on. Why did the guys that were here always try to hit on her when they were already half drunk.
"I don't know where that hand has been so I would appreciate if you'd remove it. I don't need to have to wash my jacket after this," Daria began.
"Ah, a sassy one...I like 'em sassy," the drunk guy said and tried to pull the auburn to him, but another arm reached around Daria's waist and pulled her away from the offending drunkard.
"I know that you're drunk and think you can do anything, but touching Daria ain't something you can do," Trent growled.
"Oh really? And what are you going to do about it?"
"Slit your throat," Trent growled and pulled out his switchblade.
"Shit head, can't fight with your fists?" the drunkard asked and in response, Trent's blade cut into the guy's left cheek.
"Want more?" Trent asked and the guy, knowing that the next one might be fatal, went to take care of the nasty cut he'd been given.
"Ok?" Trent asked Daria.
"Yeah..thanks..." Daria replied. There was no way she was going to ask him about thirty seconds of music tonight.
888
Daria grumbled to herself as she made her way up the stairs. Jane had gone off with Tom, yet again, leaving her the task to ask Trent yet again. She quietly opened the door and looked in to see him laying on his side in nothing but his black boxers. Daria flushed, realizing that she had yet another reason to kill Jane.
Coming over to the bed, she noticed that there was a noticeable bulge in his boxers.
"I'm going to kill you, Jane Lane. I am going to kill you in the slowest and most painful way I can find," Daria quietly growled to herself. She reached out to shake Trent awake by the shoulders, but she squeaked in surprise as Trent pulled her onto the bed and continue to sleep, cuddling her like a stuffed animal.
"Damn it," Daria growled. "Wake...up!"
"Ugh...huh..ahh!" Trent finally woke and realized that one, he'd pulled Daria into bed with him, and two, he was hard as a rock yet again.
"This just isn't my weekend," Daria began and headed for Trent's door. "We've got this stupid multimedia project for school...Jane wanted to know if you could produce thirty seconds of music for us."
"Can't do it, sorry. I've been trying to write something for a month now and I just can't."
'That's fine...now, I'm going home and making sure I'm not put in another embarrassing situation."
Trent sighed to himself. Daria had caught him sleeping in his boxers with a hard-on, and to top it all off, he had pulled her into bed with him while still asleep. She probably would be even more skittish around him now.
"The rest of the band will be here soon... Better take care of this," Trent quietly said to himself and headed to the bathroom to relieve himself of his current state.
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"C'mon Daria, I've caught my brother naked before so catching him sleeping in his boxers is nothing," Jane said as the two were at Daria's locker.
"I didn't tell you the worst...he was standing at attention."
"Hard as a rock huh? Guess he knew you'd be waking him up," Jane joked and Daria gave her a murderous look.
"C'mon, let's go to homeroom," Daria said, tired with her friend's attempts to make jokes at her ex pence.
888
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