Title:           s2
Author:          MISSINGNO000
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First Edit:      Friday 26th of July 2013 09:19:25 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Tuesday 10th of February 2015 04:14:25 PM CDT

Servant of the Tiara Chapter 2
 
>Following the incident with Diamond Tiara, life completely went back to normal.
>Heh.
>She didn't even acknowledge you in the cafeteria or the hallways.
>With the exception of dealing with Purple, everything was peachy.
>She had major feelings for you after the whole "biology lesson" that you had to quell.
>Aryan Beauty also hasn't forgiven you yet, but she at least makes eye contact with you now even if she makes passive-aggressive comments.
>Something about taking the innocence of a clearly naive girl.
>If only she knew what you had to go through.
>After all, Purple is hard to convince not to do something.
>Like now, she's trying to learn proper dating techniques and is shocked to discover that she did everything backwards.
>She's doing everything in her power to get you to ask her out.
"Purple, please."
>Shut the fuck down.
>You adjust your beanie and nod as if you were someone who ran shit.
>A boss, if you will.
>"Norman, according to human culture we should be dating if we want to continue with copulation!"
"I never said I wanted to cop- ugh, just drop it, Purple."
>With a defeated look, she digs into her salad.
>It is not sloppy joes day, and the chicken was passable at best.
>Orange's grandmother must be getting close to retirement.
>With both of you looking depressed, Brad's arrival is an unpleasant addition.
>"Both of you look like you're feeling very unbradical."
>Purple speaks first.
>"Norman won't ask me out!"
"Purple won't stop bugging me to ask her out."
>Brad steps around behind her and begins rubbing her shoulders, "Well why not? She's a good looking girl, Norman! Didn't you two fuck already?"
"YOU KNOW?!"
>"Dude! The whole school knows!"
>The peach has gone rotten.
>A heavy sigh leads to your stirring your green beans in thought.
>"So..." Twilight looks at you thoughtfully.
"I'm still not doing it, Purple."
>"Ugh, Norman you're so stubborn!"
>Now you're alone eating sub-par chicken.
>Where did your life suddenly go so wrong?
>Oh right, when you entered this school and had to put up with all the harassment from your peers and from purple horse-girls.
>You hastily finish your lunch and decide to take a quick walk before your next class.
>It's too late to leave campus, so you option for the halls.
>Absorbed in your thoughts, you don't even notice the form in front of you before you almost crash into her.
>Yellow knee-high boots.
>Black bike shorts.
>White skirt.
>Yellow jacket.
>Damn, this girl accessorizes.
>Light Pink skin.
"Oh, hey Diamond Tiara."
>The smug grin on her face lets you know that there is trouble afoot.
>She takes a moment to circle you one time, allowing her presence to surround you.
>Even though you were on school grounds, she had a way of making the safe haven feel cold and stifled.
>"My, my, fancy meeting you here," Tiara breathes, batting her eyelashes at you.
>Silver Spoon happens to be with her this time, a similar visage of malcontent marking her.
>Going nonplussed, you clear your throat.
"How are things, Diamond Tiara?"
>Light Pink rocks back and forth on her heels, "Oh, just handling some important business. You know how it goes?"
>You nod, still wary.
>"Say, you wouldn't happen to be doing anything right now would you?"
>Her delicate fingers poke into your chest and she walks them up as she talks until she's under your chin.
>You tilt your neck to try and ease away from the contact, her impish face visible from your peripheral vision.
"Eh, nothing right now. Just taking a walk before class."
>"That sounds so boring! I think you should join us for a bit. Isn't that right, Silver Spoon?"
>"Oh yes! Come with us, Norman."
>She giggles and pushes up her glasses as Tiara's playful smile widens.
>Straightening up, you steel yourself.
"You know what? Why not?"
>The girl would be foolish to try things with people around, after all.
>They lead you by the hand through the corridors until you end up in a secluded area of the east wing of the school.
>At least they went somewhere near your next class.
>This was a row of lockers in the "haunted hallway", where it was dark the majority of the time save for an occasional flickering light.
>You'd think they would have fixed that broken bulb by now.
>Both the girls stop and turn to you as you round the corner.
>Diamond's expression seems matter-of-factly now that she has you where she wants you.
>"Now I remember saying that I might need you again."
>Backing you up against the door of a locker, the girls are on your sides and pressing in on you.
>You can smell the fruity body spray and spearmint gum they're chewing at this proximity.
"Yes, I remember that, too."
>Light Pink and Gray reach for your hands respectively and lace their fingers with yours.
>Both of them have cool, soft hands.
>Refreshing, because it was starting to feel warmer in the hallway.
>"It turns out your services are required once more. It'll be much more fun for you, though. I promise."
>Their free hands travel under your shirt and make a slow, tantalizing grope up and down your torso.
>You gulp.
>This is already advancing beyond what you think the school will allow in public.
>Looking over at the hallway and seeing it's still empty, you clutch their hands and let out a pleased sigh.
>The girls smirk at each other and are much closer to you now.
>Fabric brushes against fabric and tight, young bodies rub against your sides while the freshmen girls guide your hands lower and lower.
>Now you can feel the heat between their legs and they both moan in your ear as they play with your fingers against the outside of their frilly undergarments.
>"My friend Silver Spoon was asking me about what we did the other day and she got really excited when I told her about a certain... gift you have."
>Looking down to where she's gesturing, you already know what she's referring to.
>You feel a small hand caressing the front of your jeans now while another tugs at your belt.
>This is getting dangerous now, and your body tightens up.
>Another turn of your head confirms the halls are still devoid of students.
>There's no clock around, but you guess that there's just enough time leftover for them to fool around with you and then break it up should the bell ring or if you hear anyone approach.
>That's when your pants are dropped to your ankles and the girls squeal with delight.
>"Gee, Norman, she wasn't lying!"
>Silver Spoon gets on her knees in front of you and rubs her cheek against the growing bulge in your underwear.
>"You're such a little slut, Silver Spoon. Tell her she's a slut, Norman."
>Not wanting to disrespect the girl, you option for a throaty noise of satisfaction.
>And elbow jabs you in the ribs, and the noise turns into a wince.
>"That wasn't a question, boy."
"You're a little slut!"
>Light Gray shivers at the words and kisses your groin before leaning back and moving her hands to your hips.
>Her fingers wrap around the waistband of your boxers and she peels them down.
>Licking her lips in anticipation, she removes them at a snail's pace.
>She's giving herself a mini private strip show, and you're the entertainment.
>You can feel her warm breath as she reveals more of you, hoping she would just hurry it along.
>When at last your pride springs out, she gives a delighted laugh and then marvels at it.
>"All for me, Diamond?" Silver Spoon looks up at her hopefully.
>"As much as you want. I know my Norman wouldn't let me - or my friends - down, right?."
>You shake your head no to avoid a scene.
>She pulls the gum out of her mouth and smashes it into one of the lockers behind you, then flips her braid over her shoulder and leans closer.
>The shock of her lips meeting with your buddy downstairs makes your stomach contract, and you let out a calm breath as she welcomes you into her open jaw.
>The leftover menthol on her tongue makes the air quickly cool your shaft every time she pulls back.
>Meanwhile, her small fingers cradle your balls and delicately play with them.
>You're so engrossed in her methods that you don't hear the lunch bell sound.
>Diamond Tiara pads her way over to you, resting her hands on your shoulder and watching her friend from above.
>She stands on the tips of her toes and leans in to whisper, "You like her, Norman?"
>You nod open-mouthed.
"Uh-huh..."
>She gets closer, her warm breath and haughty voice making your head swim.
>"Wouldn't you agree that I take good care of you?"
>You bite your lip and nod with an "unf".
>"So you won't complain when I ask you to come over again?"
>She's making the decision too hard to deny.
"No!"
>"No... what?"
"No, Diamond Tiara."
>"One more time."
"No, princess."
>"Good boy."
>At that moment, Silver Spoon tries to shove your entire length in her mouth and down her throat.