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You grinned mischievously to yourself as knelt by the TV in your house, whoops I mean ‘hive’ as the trolls say, whilst laying out your favourite console , also checking the area for anything embarrassing like a detective looking for clues. Hell, you even checked under the sofa; which made you gag. Seriously, how many sweet wrappers can a cushion hoard?!
Anyway, you were doing so because a friend of yours was coming over. She was also your flushcrush, which meant crush but you thought the troll word for it sounded much cooler. Who can blame you though? Porrim Maryam was by far the most glamorous girl you had ever met that wasn’t a complete douchebag. Besides, you had managed to innocently trick the Maryam into playing your favourite game. It was only fair, she made you model corsets for her. God did they burn…

You had first met in the dream bubbles with the other trolls and human ‘players’. When you were wandering around; after you got away from a horned trident-wielding weirdo who was shouting something about gods and after you got over the disgusting brain path by the beach, that was f**king gross; you had entered a castle. She had been standing in a small room next to what seemed like a floating crystal ball. Wearing a gorgeous black and green dress that suited her figure very nicely which showed off her beautiful tattoos was just unfair for your first impression. Needless to say, the second your gaze landed on her, you were star-struck. You had always been known to play both ways and I’m not talking about consoles. After a while, Porrim caught you staring and decided to explain to you what was going on since it was clear you didn’t know jack-sh*t. Meanwhile, you stared at her like an demented zombie because your tongue felt like it had ripped itself out of your mouth, ran off and falcon punched a cactus.

A sudden knock at the door made you slip forward in surprise and whack your forehead on your TV. You rolled around on the floor cursing and clutching at your head before getting up and hobbling to the door. You opened it whilst trying not to look in pain.

“Oh h-hey Porrim.” You manage to stutter out. The teen troll was wearing a very stylish black coat that ended in a skirt-like fashion. It was accented with golden buttons, a golden belt buckle and a cute little green tie. Her make-up was as beautifully made as ever and you had to struggle with your tongue ‘lest it shrivel up and die from the nerves.

“Hello+ (y/n).” Porrim replied with that sultry voice of hers. “ Are yo+u o+kay?”

“Hmm?” You try to respond.

“Yo+u have a large bruise appearing o+n yo+ur fo+rehead.” Porrim said with a faint frown, reaching up to point at a circular patch of purple that was appearing on your head.

“Pfft? That? Nah, I’m fine. Anyway come in.” You lied, gesturing into the house with one hand whilst holding your door open with another.

With a sweet little thank you, Porrim entered your home. You follow her quietly, rubbing your forehead as if it would become a genie and disappear. As the two of you enter the living room, you start to feel a bit nervous though you don’t know why. She kept glancing around. Please say you remembered to hide the lewd articles.

“This is quite a nice hive, (y/n).” Porrim exclaimed eventually.

“Hm? Oh yeah, thank you. I try to keep it clean.” You stutter again. Why were you so twitchy?! “Anyway, time for that favour.”

“I remember.” Porrim chuckled with a light smile across her face. “I really didn’t think you would lose consciousness by wearing a corset…”

“Well, yes, anyway, game!” You said, flopping onto the couch you grabbed one of the controllers and tapped the seat next to you. Porrim sighed jokingly and sat next to you, looking at the controller with slight apprehension. After a few hours, you had realized quite a few things:

    1.       Porrim is actually good at games.

    2.       Her presence is distracting.

    3.       You are still winning!

A grin spread across your face as you win for the 12th time that day. You turned around to look at Porrim while sticking your tongue at cheekily but she gave you a look. You are good with looks; angry looks, sad looks, happy looks, so-f**king-done looks but this one… This look was up to no good. You start up a new match with few words exchanged with the Maryam. She playing the same as always but she kept glancing at you… deviously. Then she shifted a little bit, with one hand she kept playing the game but with the other she began to fiddle with the buttons. You, like a proper gentleman/lady, left her to her business, ignoring whatever she was doing with her outfit.

After a few more minutes of silence, you began to get curious. There was movement. A lot of it. Coming from Porrim. Curiosity killed the cat they say, as long as Lejion isn’t nearby, but cats do have nine lives. You risked a glance the side and you were blasted with a sight of such strong femininity that you flipped your body over the side of the couch. “WHAT THE F**K?!” You shouted, blushing like a fire truck, whilst lying on the floor.

“What o+n earth is the matter (y/n)?” Porrim said, fake concern lacing her voice.

“WHY ARE YOU SHIRTLESS?” You yelled, getting up to lean on the edge of the couch whilst peeking through your fingers of one hand.

“I am wearing a blouse.” Porrim replied calmly.

“B-But it’s see-through.” You mutter, slowly sitting back on the sofa as if Porrim was going to bite you.

“It’s such a nice fabric tho+ugh.” She murmured back, picking at the ruff of her shirt.

With a few grumbles of protest, you picked up your controller and once again started playing. However, you were definitely off your game because Porrim began to take the lead. It wasn’t helping that every time she won, the Maryam would lean over and hug you excitedly. Damn, she was devious.

After the 50th match, the two of you stopped playing. Porrim stretched slowly with her arms above her head and began to put back on her jacket whilst contemplating her victory. You were sitting in a slouch of defeat, holding your head in your hands. “You cheated…” You grunted, your voice muffled from within your hands.

Suddenly, Porrim grabbed your hands and kissed you deeply. Few moments later, she pulled away; leaving you with a deer in headlights expression on your face. “W-W-W” You began to stutter, taken by surprise by the sudden kiss.

“No+, I didn’t.” She murmured. “I simply used my assets.” The green-blooded troll pushed something into your hands before picking up her bag and leaving your house. You stayed still on your sofa for a few moments, your brain slowly trying to work out what just happened whilst your heart was having a f**king fiesta. You raised your fist and opened it to see what Porrim had left you.

An empty candy wrapper.

F**king pillows.