"If you go to that fucking party, I will spank you." Cyrus whispered and licked my earlobe, causing heat to pull from my stomach straight to my core. Okay , now I'm going to pretend that my elder brother did not just say that and I didn't feel any effect of that arousing threat. With him being my brother, it should have felt and sounded creepy or cringy but I found it hot. I unconsciously clenched my thighs together.
No, Aelia. You cannot be aroused by your brother's words. Cyrus is your brother. Your favorite elder brother. I tried to cool myself with my hand as I leaned against my closed door. After what felt like eternity, I calmed down a bit. I thought I was finally free until the threat repeated in my head, "I will spank you." Ah! Cyrus! I groaned as I rushed into the bathroom for a cold shower to clear my mind off of the unholy thoughts. The bastard. I struggled to go to bed that night.
I woke up at the edge of my bed, about to fall off. I wasn't really decent when it came to sleeping. Even when I shared Cyrus's bed, I always ended up sleeping on top of him. Cyrus. Heat creeped up to my face when the name registered in my mind. That man better be prepared for what was coming. If he thought he could seduce me and live peacefully, he was sadly mistaken. With an evil grin, I got out of bed.
"What the fuck are you wearing?" Cyrus was the first person to growl at my dress as predicted. I was wearing a very short pair of shorts, crop top and high boots. "Exactly what you see me wearing, Mr. Jackson. Good morning." I replied sweetly as I took my seat. "I see you really want to get spanked, huh?" I tried to ignore the effect his words had on me but who was I kidding? Rebellious me, at that instant, wanted to know how it would feel like to be bent over my brother's knees and be spanked mercilessly.
"Well one of the school rules clearly states that no skimpy or provocative dressing will be tolerated. Buttercup, you are no exception and even if there were no such rules, I would never allow you to show your ass to those little boys." Cyrus growled and I glared at him.
Huffing, I ran upstairs. Going through my clothes, I picked up one of the many hoodies I had taken from his closet. I changed my shorts into a mini pink flair skirt. I put it on and it did cover my backside. The length of the hoodie was up to my mid thighs. I changed my high boots to sneakers. Getting in the car, Uncle Sam drove us to school. Today, I was on two missions. One, get Cyrus riled up for seducing me. Two, get Clarissa and Xavier together. During our History class, I deliberately dialed Cyrus's number and when it rang, I asked,"once rules are made, everyone is beneath it. Sir, your phone rang during lesson, should you not be seeing your way out?"
Cyrus glared at me. "Miss Aelia, you just earned yourself a detention and a punishment. See me in my office after school is over for your punishment." He stated that very moment but I only rolled my eyes at him. He was probably just bluffing. During lunch, I approached Xavier. "If you're here to worry me, then sorry, I am not available. Go find brother Cyrus." He said, busy typing on his phone. Glaring at him, I snatched the phone out of his hold, causing him to look at me. "Aelia." He groaned. "Don't you like Clarissa?" I noticed how he became nervous when I mentioned her name. "No and I am not starting to like either." He spoke, trying to get back his phone. "Why?" I asked. "I just don't like her. You and your friend love gossip so much but you don't know how to listen. How many times do I have to tell her that I am not interested in her for her to just leave me alone? First, she came to me herself and now she has sent you. She's just not my type. She is an average student and the only thing she's probably good at is sharing gossip and doing house chores. A total housewife. My standards are not that low." He huffed and snatched his phone. She had already approached him before?
"If I accept her now, there will be no way I will like her." He said and turned around. "Don't talk to me about Clarissa ever again." With that, he walked away. I sadly turned around only to find Clarissa three lockers away from us. She was looking at the ground while I stared at her for a while. I approached her. "Clarissa, I am so -" I didn't get to finish as she interrupted me with a gossip. "You won't believe what is trending now. Cyrus just caught two male teachers fucking at the swimming pool area. They are currently in his office. Knowing that devilish brother of yours, their careers have ended. What a shame. Mr. Jones and Mr. Collins were nice teachers to everyone. Anyway, you're going to the party right? Let's go shopping after school. Uncle Jonas will take us. We will be matching that day and -" I watched her rant. When Clarissa didn't want to cry, she talked. I didn't let her complete as I interrupted her with a hug and burst into tears.
She stroked my head, "I'm so sorry, Clarissa." I whispered. "I will be fine, babe." She said then also burst into loud sobs. After a while, she pulled away and spoke, "let's go. Two more classes then school is over." That was when I remembered Cyrus' punishment. I was so dead today.