Nadine sighed as Steve grunted, unloading in her ass. He leaned down to kiss her as he pulled out and started straightening himself out. She could feel his seed leaking from her and she decided she'd revel in that feeling for a few moments before cleaning herself up.
"You're something else, 'dine," Steve said. "Still blows me away that you cum so easily from anal. Most of the other girls I've been with didn't even want to try it, much less get that much from it."
"I would think you'd know by now I'm not most girls," she said, sitting up slightly. Steve's eyes drank her naked form in and she smiled. It was vain, but she was feeling so off kilter from what that witch had done to her that she was willing to take some good anywhere she could get it.
"You know..." Steve said, leaning in and kissing her neck. She purred a bit. He knew it was a weakness of hers and-
Her enjoyment of the moment fell away as an idle thought struck her. Wondering if it would have been a weakness of hers before. If she was still the old Nadine. The real Nadine, she had to remind herself. If she had reached the point of getting married and actually getting to have sex, would the same technique have gotten her as riled up?
"-there's something that would feel a hell of a lot better," Steve continued, barely interrupting his attention on her neck as he spoke. One hand trailed down to her crotch, tracing her lips. She shivered a little, and with everything she was honestly a little tempted.
She grabbed his wrist and pulled it away from her pussy, then lifted her hand to his chin, pushing him away from her neck. "I'm well aware, but you know my rules. No front door access until marriage."
"Not many girls can tempt me with the idea this much."
Nadine grinned and leaned forward to kiss him before whispering "I'm not most girls." With that, she decided it was for the best to get herself put back together. Redressing, fixing up her hair and make-up, and making sure that there was at least some plausible deniability to what she and Steve had gotten up to.
"The rest of the team talk at all about my party?"
"It came up," Nadine said. "Randi won't be able to make it, you know."
"But the others? Kind of a bad look if the cheer team doesn't show up to one of my parties. Especially when one of them is-"
"When one of them is what, Mr. Farber?" Nadine asked. It was an odd kind of practiced way of speaking that she had inherited from this new, magically created version of herself. A playful back and forth that she could vaguely recall having with Steve before. Steve 'The Stud' Farber, who had never been in a committed relationship. Steve Farber who had a trail of conquests behind him.
A Steve who had met a version of Nadine with a similar reputation. The pair, in this twisted new world, had connected and managed to stick together, mostly, with only occasional dalliances that hadn't truly bothered the other. An odd sort of relationship that worked for the two of them, but wasn't quite defined.
Steve smirked back. "When one of them is the sexiest girl in the whole damn school," he finally said, kissing her. "Or at least in the top 10." Nadine lightly slapped his cheek and he laughed. It was a laugh she had heard many times before, usually following Steve doing something awful to someone he deemed an acceptable target. But now, like this? It was a nice laugh to hear.
"Top ten, is it? I suppose I may need some other judges to weigh in."
"Who could be a better judge than me?" Steve asked.
Nadine made a show of thinking about it. "Maybe Tom Welles? He brags a fair bit and from what I've heard from the other girls..."
"Oh please," Steve said, almost growling. "He's got nothing on me."
"How do you know?"
"Cause a few of the girls he's been with came to me after, babe."
Nadine pouted. "Can't let me have my fun, huh?"
"I thought we just did."
"Different kind of fun, stud," Nadine said.
With the two of them presentable, they climbed into the front seats and Steve started his car. He drove back from the little spot in the woods behind the school and back to the student parking lot. Once he was parked, they climbed out and walked back to the school.
"Try to convince them if you can." Nadine looked up at Steve, eyebrow raised. He rolled his eyes. "The party. I know some of them are weirdly reclusive. Get them to come out. It's one of the last ones of high school. Fuck, might be the last one before prom unless my folks get a sudden trip dropped on them."
Another memory rushed to Nadine's mind. A previous party, a bit of time after she and Steve had begun their... arrangement, she supposed. She had seen how much he had put into it, making sure that it went well and that people enjoyed it. Being the big party guy, surrounding himself with the people he deemed worthy of invites, it was important to him. Thew memory had Nadine seeing the pressure he put himself under to maintain all of that. And with that memory, a few others came forward. Bits and pieces that had trickled out over the time that she and Steve had been 'together'. The expectations his dad put on him, the stories of his dad being the big man on campus, how Steve needed to go to college and get a law degree, to follow in his old man's footsteps.
It was all familiar and new at the same time. Nadine wasn't sure how to take it all. Part of her knew about it, another had just learned. It re-contextualized parts of Steve's behavior but... it shouldn't excuse them, right? He bullied people even in this new reality. Maybe not as much now...
Since Nadine and he had started hooking up, maybe.
Realizing she hadn't said anything, Nadine forced a smile and nodded. "Of course, Stud. Expect most of us there."
Steve looked relieved. "You're the best, babe," he said, his hand moving down to her ass and squeezing. A sign of affection that Steve had internally okayed, she knew.
She didn't feel like the best. Too much was at war inside of her mind and soul. "I know."
