Friend Zone - Chapter 3

“Hello?” Sophie snapped her finger in front of my face. “Dumbass. Are you having a brain aneurysm? That’d be kind of funny.”

My eyes finally flickered to her. After everything that had just happened, I was still in a bit of a daze. I’d even say it was a dream if I didn’t still feel the faint burning from the devil’s mark on my arm. I also had all of the things Andromeda had told me about Sophie. Watching her now, grinning smugly at me, my eyes couldn’t help but look at the photos, still on the floor where she had dropped them.

I couldn’t help but think about everything I had experienced. Girls were constantly using me, and I never got anything in return. Sophie herself had been a giant pain in my ass. While I wouldn’t call her a friend, she used my friend status with other girls to manipulate me. This wasn’t the first time she had ever pulled shit with me, it was just the most blatant. I really couldn’t take it anymore. As the silence continued, her smile dropped.

“Hmph, boring.” She turned away from me to leave once again.

“Stop.” The word came out of my mouth coldly.

Andromeda had been clear with the last thing she said. Time was stopped until we left the bathroom. That meant that this was my best chance. My best chance for what? Was I really going to do this? It was crazy! Yet, I felt extremely excited just thinking about it. I hadn’t been this exhilarated since I had started going to this school.

Sophie turned her head back. “Make up your mind. Are you going to do it, or not?”

“I’ll do it.” I declared although I wasn’t answering her, but the questions spiraling in my mind.

“Oh?” Her hateful smug smile returned, and she turned back around, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

First, I had to get her guard down. I had to play along. I bit my lip, trying to look beaten.

“I will… take pictures of Denise.” I kneeled and began to pick them up.

Each time I picked up a picture, I made sure to stare at it for a moment, as if I was getting a good look at the partially undressed Denise. As Sophie watched me do this, her face turned disgusted.

“You are a pervert, huh?” She sneered, walking up to me where I was crawling on the floor.

Her foot landed on the last image, preventing me from picking it up. I tried to pull it, but her heel dug into it to the point it would rip if I tried.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“Beg.”

“What?”

“I want you to beg me for those little perverted images,” she declared, looking down on me.

I was surprised by how I felt. It wasn’t anger. After everything that Sophie said and did, I should have been furious. However, my emotions were steady and cold. It was like the moment I made the decision, all of my worries went away. There was no shame, no fear, and no pride. I lowered my head, waiting for just the right moment. I saw her expression relax as she realized I was going to kowtow, her foot loosening on the picture. That’s when I attacked.

It was a single move, my finger shining with light as I struck her in the neck. Sophie looked shocked for a moment, but then her body fell loosely to the ground. I caught her before she hit the ground. I immediately felt her move in my grip.

“Damn, didn’t work,” I cursed under my breath.

“Wh-what did you do?” Sophie cried out as she tried to struggle out of my grip, yet her body had become as weak as a kitten.

“So… heavy…” I growled as I dragged her into the nearest bathroom stall and then plopped her on the toilet.

“Wh-who asked you to carry me?” she snapped, glaring at me weakly as I stepped back and admired the appearance of the usually prideful Sophie slouched on a toilet. “Why am I so weak?”

“It’s a technique that a senior taught me,” I said honestly. “It’s supposed to leave you paralyzed from the neck down. Not permanently. It just blocks your nerves with vita, keeping your head lucid while your body is useless. They use it for capturing and interrogating demons, but it works on knights and mages too.”

I was a knight, but my physique was far below the rest of the class. Even Sophie was likely stronger than me. However, this was a weakness I had long known about, which was why I had focused my learning on techniques using vita. If physical prowess was the first part, then this was the second part of being a knight. While mages could use magic, knights relied on vita. If the difference was explained in a classroom, mages took external power called mana and made it their own to influence the world. Knights created their internal power known as vita, and used it to influence themselves.

Although I was only a knight initiate, not even given a rank yet due to my poor physical fitness, I had been told my control of vita was at the level of a knight graduate. This is why I had to sneak attack Sophie. If she saw me coming, the situation might have been completely different. Even so, she was still able to move somewhat, and I wasn’t sure how long it would work for her. That was due to her strength as a knight, and my sloppiness in executing such a technique for the first time.

“Why am I not surprised a pervert like you would know a technique like this,” she glared at me. “You know, as soon as I recover, I’m going to break every bone in your body!”

“Oh, well, then… I guess I’ll have to make it worth it.” I held out my hand, and a moment later, a glow formed into a sword.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Her eyes filled flickered from anger to fear. “Y-you can’t manifest your sword in school without an instructor. You could be expelled!”

“I also shouldn’t be in the girl’s restroom, and you shouldn’t take photos of your classmate changing.” I held my sword up to my lips in a shushing motion as it shrunk down to the size of a small blade. “I’ll stay quiet if you do.”

Shrinking the blade was another skill I could do that most students at my level could not. The larger I made it, the more brittle it became, but the opposite was true too. As a knife, it was as sharp as a freshly sharpened skinning blade. Sophie’s eyes were locked on the little blade in my hand, her body was shaking. I heard the light splashing of water, and I realized the liquid was leaking out of her soaked underwear and into the toilet. Sophie was peeing herself. At least she was in the right place to do it.

Somehow, the further I went, the more confident I became. I smiled and took a step forward. She turned away, pushing herself back against the toilet fearfully, but for some reason, her cheeks were flushed and she was breathing hard as if she was anticipating something. I had no macabre thoughts of injuring her though. Instead, my knife blade cut her blouse, causing it to open up and reveal her bra. She had her eyes closed tightly, but when she felt her abdomen exposed, she glanced down with a shocked expression.

I reached out with my free hand and grabbed one of her tits. “You’re a bit chubby, but it’s not all for loss.”

“Wh-what are you doing?” She looked up at me, her face filled with confusion and fear, and was that just the faintest hint of arousal?

I ignored her question and instead ripped her bra apart. She gasped as her chest was exposed to the cool air. I could see her nipples hardening with desire.

I laughed. “You are a slut.”

She recovered from her shock and glared up at me. “You’re a pervert. You won’t get away with this. If you stop now, you’ll only go to jail for a little while.”

I let out a laugh. “Oh, will I?”

I jumped onto her lap, straddling her legs. Grabbing one of her breasts, I put it in my mouth and sucked.

She cried out, her back arching. Her hand came down on my head,  but she didn’t have the strength to push me off. I bit her nipple gently, and she let out a cry.

“Stop, no…” She spoke in between pants.

The hand on my head gripped a handful of my hair and yanked, trying to pull me off, but I had suffered far more pain in the practice yard. I stood back up and then pushed her back against the wall, her arm stretched out above her. I pulled down my shorts and underwear, freeing my cock, which had grown hard from sucking on her tits. Sophie’s eyes widened and she let out a terrified squeal, her whole body shaking.

“No, please!” She begged and then yelled out. “Help! Help!”

“Shut up,” I told her, and slapped her with the palm of my hand, right in the face. “There is no help coming.”

It wasn’t hard enough to hurt, but it was loud enough to be heard. I wasn’t sure if she stopped begging because of the slap, or because she believed that no one would come. Either way, I didn’t care.

“What do you want?” She finally started to tear up.

“Beg,” I told her, echoing the words she told me earlier.

Sophie shook slightly. “Please…. please let me go.”

“No.” I smiled wider. “Beg… to suck my cock.”

“Wh-what?”

“You heard me. Beg to suck my cock like the whore you are. If you satisfy me, I’ll let you go.”

“You’re a pig…”

“Do it!” I slapped her again.

I rather liked slapping Sophie’s smug face, although she wasn’t smiling now.

“Fine…” She gritted her teeth. “Please, let me suck your small dick.”

“If you think it’s so small, maybe I should just put it in your ass…”

“No!” She cried out, then slowly blinked. “Please, I want to suck your dick. Please it me suck your dick.”

Although her words sounded robotic, she did manage to get them out. I thought about it for a second and then pulled out my phone.

“One more time, and smile while you say it.”

Her lips twisted, but after a moment of hesitation, she put on a smile. “Please let me suck your dick, please!”

“Better, then, open wide.”

Her eyes widened. “Wh-what? You said…”

“I said if you satisfied me, I’d let you go. You just got permission to satisfy me, are you going to let it go away?” I asked, then smirked. “You did say you have a big mouth. Show me.”

“You…” She gave me a bitter look, but there was something else in her eyes too.

She leaned forward a bit too eagerly. If I didn’t already know her kinks from the grimoire, I never would have noticed it, but now that I did know, I couldn’t unsee it. Her lips parted and she took my cock into her mouth. It was a warm, wet sensation. The feeling was incredible. I couldn’t believe it, but Sophie did put my dick in her mouth. I made sure to snap another image.

“Come on, you can be more enthusiastic than that,” I goaded.

Her eyes flickered up towards me, and then she began to move her head. Her tongue ran along my shaft. It felt good. Too good. My body shuddered and my hand gripped the wall. I groaned, my knees threatening to give out.

“Wait.” I pushed her off my dick.

Sophie’s lips popped off, and she stared at me, confused. I couldn’t help but look back. Sophie had never looked hotter to me. She had bright green eyes and a mischievous smile. Her hair was white with black tips in spirals of ringlets that framed her fox-like face. That was only punctuated by the fox ears and fox tail, both white-tipped with black fur.

Sophie was part Animalia, a fox type. Few humans were pure-blood these days. Just about everyone had their blood mixed with some magical being. Even I was part Majin, although I didn’t express any Majin traits, or I might have become a mage.

Sophie’s fox-like demeanor only made her blowjob more sensual.  Her soft, pink lips sucked along the length of my penis. Her tongue wrapped around the head and flicked over the tip. She didn’t look at me. Instead, her attention was focused entirely on my dick. It became too much.

I almost came with just that. How embarrassing would that be? That’s when I remembered another method I learned from a senior. He told me this one while laughing. He said a knight could block their nerves, allowing them to hold off cumming and last all night long. At the time, I had learned the technique earnestly, never thinking I’d ever have a chance.

Now, I focused my vita once again and then grabbed Sophie by her foxy ears. All she could get out was a cry before I shoved my dick back into her mouth. She was shocked. I had no intention of giving her a choice in the matter. I used my grip on her ears to shove her back and forth.

“You wanted me to fuck your face, didn’t you?”

Sophie’s eyes rolled up at me, glaring at me hatefully. Her hands reached up and gripped my thighs. Her nails dug into the skin, but she didn’t push me away. Instead, she just held on as I started to thrust into her. She gagged and choked, saliva dribbling from her lips. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes, but her hands still didn’t push me away. Her nails just dug deeper and deeper.

“You’re a better cocksucker than I thought,” I growled and sped up.

I could feel her throat squeezing around my cock, but the feeling was so incredible that I couldn’t stop. My fingers gripped her ears tighter, pulling her hair as I forced her back and forth. My breathing became ragged, and it was hard to focus. I could feel her gagging and choking, but I could barely care if she could breathe. A part of me was horrified, but another part of me felt wonderful.

It wasn’t just the feeling of her throat constricting on my cock, but also years of pent-up frustration coming out in one moment. I took out on Sophie’s face every girl who had decided to become my friend by never wanting to be more. I took out on Sophie’s body the feeling of rejection and loss. Naturally, my vita-control fell apart.

When I came, it was the best orgasm of my life. It felt like fireworks going off in my head. I held her head against my hips as hard as I could push, her lips pressed against my pelvis, her nose buried in my pubic hair, her eyes rolled up, staring at me while my cock was bent down her throat. I could hear gulping sounds as my dick pulsated, sending wave after wave of cum out. I realized that Sophie was drinking my cum. It seemed to make me cum even harder.

“Holy shit…” I muttered.

Her hands went from where they were grabbing my thighs to the front and then pushed. My dick flopped out of her mouth as I was forced back several steps. My dick was wet with spit and a little cum, and Sophie had a glazed look in her eyes as she gasped and coughed a few times.

“Are you… happy now?” she said in raspy breaths as she wiped the spit and cum from her chin.

“Very,” I replied, panting.

“I can go, right?”

“Sure, unless you want more.”

“Fuck off!” she snapped, her face bright red as she stood up and pushed passed me.

She immediately went to the sink where she started washing her face and mouth. I realized in shock that the paralysis technique had already worn off. That meant that for who knows how long, Sophie had been able to move and escape, but continued.

“It should go without saying that if you talk, I’ll send my video and photos all over school,” I stated, waving my phone. “You’ll be the school slut… although I don’t know how many guys would want to fuck a fat slut like you.”

She looked up in the mirror, and I was able to see her face. Her eyes were red, and she was crying openly now. She turned to me, hatred burning in her eyes.

“Go to hell!” She spun away and while holding her blouse together to cover her chest, ran out of the room.

The door slammed shut and I was alone. After that, a thought struck me. I pulled out the grimoire and opened it up.

“I wonder if the Defloweration of Unity worked.”

“Of course, it didn’t!” a voice sounded out in my head.

“Andromeda?”

“You idiot! You didn’t even fuck her!”

“Huh?” I blinked and then turned red. “Ah… but, oral… sex…”

“You need to deflower her! Her hymen is still whole. You blew it!”

“Ah… but it says she likes me more?”

“Huh?”

“News…” I had flipped to the back of the grimoire, and there was no piece of news written there.

[Sophie, your friend’s relationship level to you has changed. She is now a 6 (Fond).]

“This…” Andromeda sounded stunned. “She must be a masochist then. The way you treated her increased her affection for you. That means she probably won’t tell anyone. You might still have a chance. However, next time, you better take her virginity!”

“I will!” I agreed, closing the grimoire. “Uh… Andromeda?”

“Yes?”

“Would you… happen to also be a virgin?”

There was a moment of silence. “What the hell are you asking your master?”

My devil mark started to burn as Andromeda yelled at me through the book. I returned the grimoire to keep from dropping it. I then paced around the bathroom while holding my arm.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” I cried until the burning went away.

Andromeda didn’t say anything more. I finally left the girl’s bathroom. Thankfully, there was no one around. Sophie hadn’t waited near the door nor did some random teacher or student wander by just in time to see me somewhere I shouldn’t be. I took a breath, and it felt somehow fresher than any air I had ever breathed before.  Things were finally going to be different, and the friend zone would be a thing of the past.