I'm wrapping up at the library when someone familiar–and supposedly deceased– steps into my library.
"Hi, honey."
My parents died in a car accident a year ago...
"Mom...Is it really you?"
"It's me, (Y/N). And I'll tell you everything. But first? Do you have a hug for your mom?"
I haven't seen her in a year, not since she was supposed to have died in the car accident with my dad...
I run forward without even thinking, wrapping her in a tight hug. She laughs as I finally pull away. We sit across from one another at my desk as she folds her arms over her chest.
"I had to lie, (Y/N). Your father, he wasn't a nice man. He lied to me. He cheated. He cut me off from the world. And he cheated a lot of people out of a lot of money."
"I heard."
"I'm sorry you had to find out from people who weren't me."
"Me, too. It's been rough here in Blue Haven."
"While you were a kid, I convinced him to keep it light. Legal, at least. But once you left for college? He and another man worked a few big jobs. They made sure I knew everything so I'd be guilty too. I wanted to leave, but he threatened to take me down with him..."
"Mom, I'm so sorry..."
"So, when the car accident happened... He was driving. I woke up in his overturned truck. (Y/N), he was clearly dead, but I was okay. So I took the opportunity to run... But not before lighting the car on fire so they would never know I wasn't in it."
"You faked your death?"
"You have every right to hate me for this."
"Mom, I don't hate you."
"You're a good kid. You always were."
She buries her head in her hands, starting to cry.
"It's been such a rough year... But I'm just so happy to see you here, doing well..."
I sit beside her and pull her close to me, letting her cry it out on my clothes.
"I love you, Mom. I'm so glad you're alive."
"I love you, too, kiddo."
"Come home with me, Mom. It's your home, technically. I'll help you."
"I can't. No one can know I'm alive. If someone sees me, the cops are going to arrest me. Creditors are going to come after me. Bad men are going to seek revenge."
Before I can argue, she stands up.
"I just needed to see you. That's all."
"Mom, wait—"
But she rushes to the door, blowing me a kiss as she rushes out of the library.
What the actual hell just happened?
I head back home, trying to process all the events of the day, but when I walk in the door, I'm startled by Bang Chan standing there.
"Oh! I completely forgot you'd be here."
"Didn't mean to startle you..." he chuckles.
"Just another surprise for the day."
"You okay? You seem shaken up."
"It's just been a really long day. I've learned a lot lately about my family. Things were way more complex than I realized."
"Wanna talk about it?"
"No. Right now? I just want to forget. Can you help me with that, Bang Chan the Plumber?"
"But I thought I was a knight?"
"I plead the fifth. I was cornered by two little girls!"
"You said what you said, and I'm holding you to it. You see, you gave me some ideas talking about knights and armor and chivalry...but when I stopped by the local costume shop, this was the closest they had to olden- day costumes."
He pulls out a bag filled with scandalous regency dresses and a single romance paperback called Total Eclipse of the Tart.
"And I remembered you had this book on your shelf, so I figured you'd be into this little roleplay. Now, I read as much as I could before you got here. It seems that I'm a no-good rake, and you're the pristine lady I'm corrupting."
As he advances toward me, I can't help but warm at the thought of him corrupting my mind and my body.
"This whole town already thinks of us as corrupters, so why don't we lean into it?"
"You read my mind."
He leans in, his mouth hovering above mine. I think he's going to kiss me, but he only grins mischievously against my mouth.
"Now wait here. I'm dressed inappropriately..."
As he pulls away, I let out a small cry.
"Patience is a virtue, Lady (Y/N), and as you know, virtue is important for a lady like yourself."
He disappears to the bathroom, and when he returns, he's changed into his own pirate costume.
"Does this suit a lady?"
"Oh...it does, Sir."
I approach Bang Chan, running my hands along the fabric of his coat.
"Now for your costume, Milady..."
I quickly take off toward the bathroom to change into the short, pirate dress I have chosen.
Bang Chan steps toward me, his hands reaching for my waist, but he stops himself.
"You temptress..."
"It's you who have tempted me, Sir."
"Meet me in the living room if you dare, Milady..."
Bang Chan leaves first, and then I take a breath before following, my body tingling. In his gallant regency rake attire, Bang Chan leans against the wall. When he catches my eye, he pushes off the wall and saunters over to me.
"I take it you got my letter? Most ladies wouldn't join me in a private room, during a party."
"Well, sir...I'm not 'most ladies'."
"That you are not, Miss (Y/N). Last I heard, you were one of the most important ladies at this ball."
Bang Chan approaches me, allowing himself to reach out once more, his fingers playing with a loose strand of my hair.
"Acting prim and proper all the time must be suffocating for you. You wouldn't have followed me otherwise. Tired of being the eldest noble daughter of the family?"
"Perhaps. Would a gentleman like you have a suggestion for how to...ease some of that tension?"
Bang Chan takes my hand, bending down to kiss it as if asking me for a dance. Instead, he takes it and presses it to his hardening cock.
"I do. And would you perhaps be willing to ease some of mine? That prim little mouth will look amazing wrapped around my cock. I slowly sink to my knees, the hard ground pressing into my knees. When I undo his trouser buttons, his impressive length springs forth. I lick my lips, taking hold and giving it a stroke."
"Milady, one has to wonder if you've done this before."
"Sir...are you questioning my honor?"
Bang Chan opens his mouth to answer, but swallows his words as I slip my throat down on his cock. I take him all the way until I feel the tip pressing the back of my throat. He tangles his fingers in my hair, and I bob my head, allowing him to guide my pace.
"Lady (YLN)! Fuck, your mouth is filthier than your words let on. I'm going to cum down that pretty throat."
I give his cock a hard suck, and he cries out his release, his warm cum flowing across my tongue. I open my mouth, letting his cum spill down my chin and drip onto the floor. He takes his thumb and swipes it against my face, cleaning me off.
"Oh, I love that..."
"You tasted lovely."
"...And you've got me hard again. Oh, you dirty girl..."
My body begs to be touched, goosebumps rising all over my arms as he steps back.
"Well, Milady, we certainly can't let the fun end here."
Bang Chan scoops me suddenly into his arms and carries me into the nearest guest room.
"Whose room is this, Sir?"
"The lady of this house's, and we're going to soil every inch of it."
Bang Chan sets me down, then walks behind me slowly, resting his hands on my shoulders. He whispers in my ear, the tickle from his breath making me shudder.
"Upholding a good reputation is so tiresome, don't you think?"
"Are you suggesting I sully mine?"
"I'm suggesting you let me make a mess of this dress."
"But what of your marriage and being proper?"
"I'll give you a proper fucking, and that's all I know about propriety. But you tease me, Lady (YLN)."
"Oh?"
"Milady, I want nothing more than for us to see each other at every ball, staring across the room and remembering this night."
"I bet you say that to all the women."
"I do not. You're special. You have me twisted around your finger... And I need desperately to sink my cock into that sweet prim pussy."
"Take what's yours."
"I intend to."
He grabs my waist once again, pulling my ass back into him. He yanks my skirt to my waist. His finger slides into my wet slit, and he groans as he moves it in and out, his breath hot on my neck.
"This moment will be the highlight of my proper life. When you marry, and your perfect husband is spilling his seed inside you, you'll think of me. Of my length."
Holding me still, he slides his cock out of his pants and rubs it against my core..
"Let me ruin you for other men."
"Yes. Please."
At that, Bang Chan pushes me toward the bed and spins me around, reaching up to cup my breasts through the fabric of my dress. Once the top of my dress is hanging open, Bang Chan tweaks my nipples, making me moan in pleasure.
"How would you like it, Milady?"
"Rough, Sir. Make my pussy sore for days."
He thrusts deep into my core. I grip the bed frame for support as he pounds into me.
"Yes! Yes!"
I white knuckle the sheets as pleasure coils in me. He steadily moves in and out of me, kissing me the entire time. A flame curls in my chest, gradually turning into a blaze. As he takes my core, my orgasm washes over me. He moans, his hot cum spilling into me, dirtying me. We both collapse on the bed as his seed leaks out of me and onto the blankets.
"Well, my lord, would you say I am sullied?"
"Thoroughly, Lady (YLN)."
Bang Chan rolls over, stroking my hair. He stares into my eyes for a long moment.
"What is it?"
"I have something big I'd like to talk about with you. I want to talk about us."
"I'm all ears."
"Well...we've been having a lot of sex..."
"That's putting it mildly."
"Roleplay aside, I really would hate to ruin that pristine reputation of yours."
I laugh at the joke, which eases some of the tension from my shoulders.
"My reputation was already sullied."
"The family stuff will fade with time."
Bang Chan brushes a stray hair behind my ear, cupping my face with his hand in the process.
"What I'm saying is: (YF/LN), will you be my girlfriend? Exclusive. Steady. Mine."
"I'd love to be your girlfriend."
"Really?"
"Really, really."
Bang Chan kisses me, his thumb gently stroking my cheek as though I'm the most precious thing in the world.
"You have no idea how happy I am... There was the small fear that you only considered us friends with benefits."
"Let me erase that fear for you."
This time, I initiate the kiss. We get lost in each other, losing track of how much time passes. Bang Chan leaps off the bed, a spring in his step after the evening's events.
"I know what we should do. I'm taking you out to dinner. We're going to Blue Haven's finest restaurant. Right now."
Our 1st date! I gotta make sure I look perfect for it.
I quickly go to my closet and look through my clothes. I find a short black, off-the-shoulder dress with Native American bead design on the top. I turn and look at Bang Chan.
"Damn, you're a vision."
We arrive at the waterside restaurant. Soft piano music drifts across the patio. Bang Chan places his hand on the small of my back as he leads me to the table. It feels like a jolt of electricity between us. The waitress takes our order, but once she walks away, Marjorie approaches our table.
"Well, well, well..."
"Marjorie, to what do we owe the pleasure?" I say sarcastically.
"I just thought I'd come over... You guys are together quite a lot..."
"Is that a problem?"
"I'm afraid I have to ask: you're not having sex out of wedlock, are you?"
"Excuse me?!?"