Fatal Attraction

[Dylan White]

Dylan loved parties. He went to every one they had on school grounds or off school grounds. This time the party was on school grounds. Sadly, no alcohol due to it being on campus. He settled with a nice cold can of coke. It was the only thing they had. After mingling with a couple of people, he decided to go off to the side and wait for one of the pool tables to be opened. It looked like it was going to be a while due to the amount of people hogging them. Dammit. Now what was he going to do with his free time?

He began to wish this was an off school grounds party. He desperately needed a drink. Nothing was ever fun without alcohol in it. Even though he went to all the parties, he preferred ones with alcohol. Or weed. Weed was nice too. Glancing at the TV that was playing Two and a Half Men reruns in the background, he sighed and waited impatiently for something to do.

[Ellen Banks]

If Ellen had any advice for any new comers to HER school (and make no mistake about it, Ellen ruled this school…the majority just didn’t know it yet) it was to avoid going to any parties on school grounds at all costs. Parties…that was a joke if ever Ellen heard one, because quite simply, the parities on school ground were horrible, a bunch of preteens forced together in a small room with awful music. No beer. no nothing thanks to the supervisors watching their every move like a hawk. With only a few soft drinks and a handful of pool tables to keep her entertained. Ellen tried to stay away from soft drinks at all costs, might as well rub acid on her teeth and there was no way Ellen would risk breaking one of her precious nails. On one of THOSE things, thank you very much.

But in order to protect her good girl persona, it became necessary to make an appearance here, to seem like she was supporting the school. She was leading against the wall with a bored expression on her face clad in white tight pants, and small high heeled stylist black shoes with a closed black and white jacket as she wore her bright blond hair in a short ponytail. She noticed that from a cross the room a small group of what looked like 12 year old boys were staring at her as if working up the courage to talk to her.When she looked up at them, they suddenly became sheepish and hung their collective heads in fear. Despite herself a thin smile spread across her face enjoying the effect she was having on boys. It gave her a sense of power.

It was then, she noticed out of the corner of her eye a tall blond boy…quite attractive to… Ellen raised an eyebrow at him suddenly thinking this party wasn’t as dull as she thought. At that point she could have walked over to him and began courting him…but that wasn’t really her style. Why go after something, when it could just come to you? And come he would, Ellen was sure of it. She simply needed to wait, until his eye was naturally drawn to her and then the fun would begin…
(Ummmm....Sarah...I don't think this is an open thread)

[Dylan White]

(Yeah sorry Sarah. It doesn't say Open. It said Ellie.)

As Dylan stood there as bored as can be, he suddenly felt like someone was watching him. Glancing through the crowd, his gaze fell on a very attractive blonde female who was staring right at him. He didn't even have to say anything and she already had her eyes on him. Oh, he was definitely getting laid tonight. He gave the girl a nice slow body check starting at her feet. Her legs were simply astonishing and those leggings made it all the more enjoyable to look at, those curves, and her chest. Hello! With another sip of his coke, Dylan made his way over to the gorgeous blonde, pushing past all of the other students. His eyes never left hers and surprisingly vice versa. Oh, yeah. She wants him.

When he finally reached her, he leaned against the wall nearest to them. "Take a picture. It'll last longer." he smirked.

[Ellen Banks]

Ok, Ellen would that she was slightly checking out this blond spiky haired gentleman with a woundering eye. She did like to indulge herself from time to time by giving her eyes the odd treat, now and again and this boy was most certainly that she noted as she sized him up. Tall, fair, handsome…what wasn’t to like.

She felt the old familiar thrill as she felt his eyes x-ray her. She did so enjoying knowing that everyone of the male population of Hammel practically drooled as she walked down the corridor, the poor dears…Of course her enjoyment of being reminded of the fact that she was pretty was more then a little vain on her part. But she worked so hard at times she thought she was entitled to an ego trip now and again…would you argue with her?

And like Ellen knew that he would, he couldn’t help but approach her. At times her natural good looks was a curse at times. Whenever she want to a club, there would of course me losers deluded enough to think they actually had a chance with her, but now she was glad for them as the boy walked over to her.

“Come into my parlour said the spider to the fly”

A small cool smile spread across her face, totally composed “Funny, I was just about to say the same thing to you.” She stuck out her hand for him to shake “Ellen. Ellen banks.” There was every likelihood that he would have heard of her thanks to her many activities, She was a cheer leader, Drama club member and chess club member besides others “Do you often stare at complete strangers? Odd habit”

[Dylan White]

"Hey, you were staring first." he responded with a smile. When she extended her hand, he immediately took it wondering how soft her hands were. Incredibly soft like a babies bottom. Holy shit, was her entire body this soft? Oh, he couldn't wait. "Dylan. Dylan White." he imitated her introduction playfully. He did hear of her name before. She was the top of the top and she was totally interested in Dylan. How sweet was that? Guess he was better at this than he thought. He wondered if she had heard of him. Of course, he wasn't as high and mighty as she was, but he pretty much knew everyone at the school. Weird he never met her yet.

"I should ask you the same question." he flirted back. "So, Ellen Banks…sounds extremely familiar. Have I seen you somewhere before? You think I would remember a face as pretty as yours."

[Ellen Banks]

Well what can I say? I enjoy my little spontaneous staring contest. You lose by the way” Ellen tilted back his head and emitted quite an elegant and pleasant like a graceful princess you might see in a black and white movie from the 20’s how she enjoyed these little pre game banter, before she got to the main course, she enjoyed playing with her food before eating them.



For a moment her eyes flashed in victory as he gripped her hand, she was quite impressed by the quite strong manly grip, that was always a good sign in a man. “Dylan White” She said tasting the name on her tongue sounding it feeling the way it tasted she didn’t break the hand shake not yet, he didn’t know it but she has Dylan right where she wanted him. She had already begun to hypnotize him with the handshake and as they spoke her thumb softly caressed his knuckles in a figure eight motion working him in a relaxed state. “I can’t say I know the name” She leaned in close “…But I want to get to know you” She leaned back, slowly taking her hand away from his now that the suggestion of the idea of sex has been planted in his mind, but not before she lightly swept her hand against his palm making sure he really did miss her soft skin on his


“Oh here and there” Ellen said casually checking her nails as if the moment between them didn’t happen “I try to keep myself busy…let’s see…I’m a cheerleader…I’m in drama clue, chess club, I run track and I’m on the student council”



She smiled feeling the old rush at Dylan exploiting her weakness for being called pretty. Ok, enough fooling around. It was time for the main course. “Well….If you wanted to we could play a game of pool together BUT…



It was then Ellen turned to face him looking him right in the eyes, speaking in a soft lilting voice

…I think you would much rather go in the other room and continue our little chat don’t you?

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[Dylan White]

Dylan looked down at her hands rubbing his and actually felt a weird loss when she pulled her hand away. He wanted her to hold it again; to stroke it. It actually felt nice. He found himself trying to lean towards her touch. Whoa, how did she do that? Snapping out of the loss, he ran his fingers through his hair and cleared his throat. How weird was that. "Wow, you keep busy, don't you?" he chuckled a bit."Cheerleading! That was it. I thought I recognized you somewhere." It must have been a pep rally or something.

He was a bit surprised on how fast she wanted to start. There was barely any foreplay, just action. If that was the way she wanted it. He guessed it made sense since they both simply want sex and then go on with their lives. "I'd love to…" he smiled.

[Ellen Banks]

D’awww well wasn’t that just adorable? Ellen had to hold back a giggle at the quite frankly precious reaction of Dylan in his daze like state leaning towards Ellen like a toddler grasping for the hand of parent for fear of losing himself in a crowded store. With the dumb founded expression perfectly on his oh so handsome feature she found the effect rather cute.



Ellen slowly raised her foot and placed it against the wall leaning casually and calmly before nodding along “Yeah, I’m a little bit of a control freak.” She paused for a moment enjoy the dramatic irony of her words, she supposed Dylan will find out for himself soon enough. “They really would be lost without be” She meant the comment in jest but she couldn’t deny there may be some truth behind that statement. “It’s miracle I have any free time at all. We do a pep rally every once in awhile. It’s tiring work but it’s fun” Ellen was blessed with a body that leant itself to cheerleading, naturally toned and flexible and thanks to track exercises, she was gifted athletically making her a important fixture of the team.



She smiled brightly when Dylan accepted her offer. As if he was ever going to turn her down. They never did. There was no point in prolonging what they both know is going to happen anyway. She lifted herself off the wall and gestured to the door of the bedroom “Of course you would. Good boy” She said as she took his hand once again, knowing full well that he’ll enjoy it, why not reward him, for giving the right answer? It’s called pavloving conditioning, creating a connection in Dylan’s head with agreeing with Ellen with being rewarding. thus making him more agreeable With this conditioning Pavlov was able to make a dog droll.



Ellen was hoping for the same results as she lead him to the bedroom

[Dylan White]

Good boy? What was that supposed to mean? Obviously he didn't get the question out due to Ellen grabbing his hand again ever so softly. He was a goner when he felt her soft skin against his. As she led him to who knows where, he honestly didn't care where. He just wanted to be with her wherever she went. It weirdly made him feel bliss in a way. He didn't even think about what her power might be, if she was using them on him, and if he would regret sleeping with this chick later. Honestly, he didn't even care if they slept together. He just wanted her to not let go; to pet him. Any physical contact would be nice.

[Ellen Banks]

Well, how quickly the worm turns. What at first seemed to be quite to boring party, actually an enjoyable evening. She was quite proud of herself that she had managed to snag quite a handsome little catch for herself and she certainly was going to take her sweet time to enjoy this she thought as she lead Dylan into the bed room, never once letting go of his hand as she made out with his deeply her other hand travelling over his body, as they made there way to the bed without another word



One thing lead to another.



After a few mins, Ellen was lying down in the bed with her clothes in a bundle on the floor beside her, trying to calm down her racing heart. Clearly Dylan was a man of hidden talents, which proved quite entertaining. To be honest Ellen was quite impressed and he had no doubts that he felt the same way. Perhaps more so. Ellen could get used to having Dylan around whenever she went. Not as a boyfriend, oh heavens no. Don’t be silly, but his pressures did have its.



Ellen turned in the bed to face Dylan her hand on her hip with a coy smirk “So…how was that?”

[Dylan White]

This girl was magic. Dylan had never ever had sex that good in his entire lifetime. What was it about this mysterious girl that made her so…perfect? Her smile was perfect, her hair was perfect, her body was perfect. There was nothing imperfect about her at all. Looking over at her, Dylan noticed that she could even pull off the sex hair perfectly. He might have to do this with her again. His entire body tingled with bliss and satisfaction. Usually, he would go for round two because he felt so unsatisfied with the first round.

Ellen was like a perfect piece of cake. Usually with cakes, you would want another piece right after the first one because it was so good. But with the perfect piece of cake, you are completely full after eating just one slice because of the density and thickness of the moist, mouth watering cake. And it's too perfect to eat all of it at once. You take your time with it. Might be a weird metaphor, but Dylan's mind was still swimming from the amazing sex he just had. Looking over at the sexy angel, he smiled "Not bad…" he answered playfully.

[Ellen Banks]

By the look in Dylan’s face it looks like Ellen had him well and truly entangled in her little web, and the best part was he already was putty in her hand and she just hypnotized him to go to bed with her. He was just adorable with his big wide puppy eyes just staring at her like she was a Goddess. If only more people were more like young Mr. Dylan White.



There were a lot of things that Ellen enjoyed about Dylan, he was quite decent in bed and VERY handsome,hmmm…maybe she would be fun to have around her, paying lavishing her with compliments and gifts giving her foot rubs when she’s had a hard day. More or less spoiling her. The idea was temping…..



“I think it was a little better then not bad” Ellen said with a lazy smile on her face, she stretched out like a cat before resting her head on dylans warm body curling her body next to him, noting that his body was rock hard. “You work out don’t you? I can tell…” Ellen suddenly sighs sleepily and snuggled her head against Dylan”Isn’t this so nice? Isn’t it so relaxing being next to me? So relaxed….Stress free…So happy. I could lay beside you forever, I hear a person could feel so attracted to another person like this…being so close and intimate with another person. They can feel themselves start to fall” Ellen looks up with the brightest most innocent eyes she could muster “You know what I mean?”

[Dylan White]

It felt amazing when Ellen snuggled up close to him despite never really snuggling with anyone. Honestly, he usually just left as soon as he finished unless the girl insisted he stay the night. If he did, he would usually stay on his side of the bed and make sure she does too. But this time was different and Dylan wasn't sure why he was submitting so easily. She just made him feel….important in a way; like he actually meant something to someone. It was weird….foreign. He wanted to do what he normally did and leave, but something was keeping him from it.

Without realizing what was happening, he began to relax in her embrace. Glancing at her, he smiled weakly. "Yeah…" he mumbled in agreement. "Although…I don't really get close to another person….I don't fall for anyone…." he frowned in confusion. That's right. He'd never get this close to someone despite how she was making him feel. Why was she better than anyone he'd ever slept with? That was when he began to wonder what her powers were exactly. Could she be doing something to him without him knowing? "Hey, Ellen?" he chimed in hesitantly, "What exactly is your power?" he looked down at her and waited for her answer.