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🕑 Added 2025-08-13 20:00:00 +0000 UTCHope you enjoy the new part! Matt's descent is only just beginning... Next part will come out Friday.
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The restaurant wasn’t anything fancy—just a dim little bistro tucked away near campus—but the way Misty swayed in her heels, fingertips lightly brushing Ethan’s arm as they walked in, made it feel like the hottest date night spot in the city. She was radiant under the soft lighting, her glossy lips curled into a teasing smile, sheer black stockings shimmering over her long legs as she sat with her skirt riding just a little too high, one heel playfully kicking behind the other.
Ethan tried to keep his composure. He really did—but Misty was relentless. She twirled her straw with a flirtatious pout, leaned in just a bit too close when she laughed, and tilted her head with effortless innocence that made his heart hammer louder than his thoughts. “Omigosh, I can’t believe you actually brought me here,” she giggled. “You’re, like, such a good boyfriend.”
Matt screamed inside. You’re not his girlfriend. You're not even a girl. Stop smiling like that. Stop flipping your hair. STOP TALKING LIKE THAT. But outwardly, Misty just beamed, blushing prettily as Ethan laughed nervously and scratched the back of his neck.
As the night wore on, Ethan loosened up. Misty’s bubbly energy had a way of smoothing over his awkward silences. He started teasing back. Laughing more easily. They shared dessert, his fork lifting to her lips as she giggled and leaned in for a bite. Matt felt the tickle of whipped cream and wanted to die.
And then, they were back at the apartment, Ethan fumbling with his keys at the door, cheeks flushed, still riding the high from the night. Misty trailed behind, heels tapping softly, slowly. The moment the door shut behind them, her playfulness took on a sharper edge.
Ethan turned—and Misty was already close. Her hips shifted with a delicate sway as both hands slid slowly up his chest, soft and teasing, before curling around the back of his neck. Slow, tender, achingly feminine. She drew herself in until their bodies brushed.
“Ethan…” she purred, eyes half-lidded, lips plumped and glossy, waiting. She tilted her head, lips parting in an almost shy little kissy-face. Her voice melted into a whisper. “I had so much fun tonight…”
No no no no no— Matt panicked, locked in the backseat of his own mind, screaming with everything he had. Shit, not again. Ethan, please—you have to stop this! Say the word! Just say “Cupcake!” Please, say it now—
But Ethan didn’t say a word—his eyes dropped to Misty’s lips, his breath catching as he leaned in.
The kiss landed wet and soft, Misty’s lips smearing his as she moaned gently into his mouth, her arms curling tighter around his neck. She pushed up on her toes, her hips grinding lightly against his, sighing sweetly as their lips moved, slow and sensual, gloss slicking his lips with every motion.
Matt nearly blacked out, gagging in horror as Misty kept purring into the kiss, her body pressing closer with every passing second while Ethan’s hands slid down to her waist, squeezing gently—he was too far gone. Way too gone.
By the time Misty finally broke the kiss, her lip gloss slightly smudged, Ethan just stood there—panting, glassy-eyed, his cheeks burning. “C-Cupcake…” he mumbled sheepishly, not meeting Matt’s eyes. “…Sorry.”
Matt’s knees nearly buckled. His face was flushed, red hot as he wobbled back to his room without a word.
Over the next few days, Matt could hardly look at Ethan without flashbacks of the kiss rushing back, vivid and sickening. He’d glance away quickly—down at the floor when they passed in the living room, or off to the side on campus. Ethan seemed just as flustered, his eyes darting or avoiding Matt entirely.
Eventually, Matt couldn’t take it anymore. Arms crossed, he looked over at Ethan. “I want out,” he said quietly. “Remove the trigger. I’m not doing this anymore. The experiment’s over.”
Panic flickered behind Ethan’s eyes. “Matt, come on—I’m still gathering data. My thesis isn’t even halfway done yet. I need you—just a little longer—”
“Maybe you shouldn’t have forced me to prance around as your girlfriend.” He shook his head. “I don’t care anymore. It’s not my problem.”
Ethan stood up, breathing hard. There was desperation in his face now. “Matt, please, you don’t get it. I can’t start this over. I’m too far in. You have to keep going just a bit longer.”
Matt didn’t flinch. “I don’t care. Now remove the trigger.”
Ethan’s shoulders sagged for just a moment, defeated—then his jaw tightened, a flicker of frustration flashing in his eyes before something colder took over. His lips curled into a slow, devious smirk as he leaned in slightly. “You don’t have a choice… Cupcake.”
Matt’s eyes widened in horror as the wave hit him. That strange, unmistakable pull as his body relaxed, his thoughts slipping. Control vanishing.
Ethan exhaled shakily, clearly struggling with guilt—but that didn’t stop him. He stepped closer. “Misty, you’ll be my live-in girlfriend for the next couple of days, helping me with whatever I need for my project. Okay?”
Misty’s head nodded, a dreamy little smile on her lips. “Omigosh, I’d love that! Eeeep~!”
Matt reeled. Days?!
Comments
Nicegent42
really surprised Ethan had the will power to say cupcake after that kiss and that date.
Silvershadowdrakes
Would be interesting if Ethan used Cupcake to say Matt should be more open to helping like Misty which could cause Matt's normal male thoughts to be slowly broken up with Misty thoughts. Like he wants to say "I hate you" but the hate comes off as "love". Enjoying the series so far.
