Title: Bad Bitch Stella Alternate
Status: Complete
Characters: Stella, Fang and Anon
Rating: NSFW
Classification: One-Off
Author: Examanon


Da SIDEplot: Stella gets Anon to watch anime with her. Sexy shenanigans happen.

[Anon]
"Remind me again why I'm here?"

[Stella]
"Haha, to watch the new pilot of SAO with me of course!"

[Anon]
"Yeah, so, WHY am I here?"

[Stella]
"Oh come on, it can't be that bad. I know season two was kinda weak, but this is gonna be infinitely better cause..."

She drones on after that, but I'm not really listening till she elbows me in the side.

[Stella]
"...plus you have me for yourself. Isn't that cool?"

[Anon]
"Uh-huh"

We're just outside her room in the Volcano High dorms. I didn't even know there were dorms.

She's sharing a room with Rosa, they've told me. I assume that's how they got to be friends to begin with, because I can hardly imagine any other scenario in which anyone would willingly befriend Stella.

I mean, she's okay but her random weird stuff is just... Weird. Like with the cards.

If only she had normal interests she'd be like an 8/10 qt3.14. Or if she kept quiet.

She opens the door and ushers me inside. For some reason I was expecting the walls to be covered with pink plush carpeting, a rug and bedsheets to go with it. With pink everything, really.

The room looks like just another dorm room though. Cupboards, a bunk bed, two desks, and a mini fridge. There are some school supplies and clothes thrown around.

The only out of ordinary thing are the posters. Or to be more specific, the absence of them. Almost the entire wall is covered with dots and lines, some of which I recognize as constellations.

What I guess to be moon cycles is also up there right next to the bed.

[Stella]
"Sorry, I didn't really have the time to clean up."

She's blushing as she says it. Kinda cute.

Without much ceremony, Stella picks up a laptop from one of the desks, and puts it on the top bunk.

[Stella]
"Alright Anon, get up! I'll be back in a sec."

She disappears behind a door that I didn't even notice was there, the drawings on it blending in with the wall too much.

So um. She wants me to...

Uhhhhhh...

I was under the impression that we were going to like, sit in chairs? Maybe a big sofa.

But not share a bed. A single bed, mind you.

Ugh, how am I going to explain this to Fang?

...

Fine.

I climb the ladder and sit upon the edge, my legs dangling down.

There are some plushies by her pillow. One of them could be a rabbit, but the others are various nondescript figures that I can't place.

Her bed smells nice.

True to her word, Stella returns just a few moments later.

Wait. Oh my fucking god.

Is she fucking cosplaying?

In place of her usual shirt and short jeans attire she's donned a weirdly - or should I say tactically - cut green-white leotard kind of deal, a white scarf, and a blue wig.

Even with my limited knowledge, I can tell that she's supposed to be the new heroine from the season three trailers. Whatshername.

She's even got the tiddy for it.

The only thing breaking the image is that spindly leg grab with her tail Stella often does.

[Stella]
"W-well, how is it?"

There's that blush again.

[Anon]
"Umm, nice?"

I don't know what kind of answer she was expecting, but she seems content with "nice".

She climbs up halfway, and motions for me to lay properly on the bed, instead of sideways.

Oh no, she seriously wants to do it like that? Being pressed shoulder to shoulder on this narrow fucking bed?

Not to mention other extremities...

Fine. She won that bet after all.

Ugh, I'll never live this down.

I shuffle my body around, careful not to knock Stella off the ladder, and lay on my stomach as close to the wall as I can get.

She gets up next to me, and puts her laptop on the pillow.

I want to point out that this way the poor machine will overheat and get full of dust and shit, but I don't really care that much. I just want to get this thing over with.

Our bodies unavoidably press together as Stella gets comfortable. With her suit cut as it is, I'm very sure that her butt touches me multiple times.

How is this not bothering her? I'm sure that my face is plain red right about now.

Thank fuck I'm laying dick down and don't have to be concerned about Stella noticing my hard-on.

After a few minutes of browsing we find the stream that she wants to watch. Her girlish excitement is kinda cute, I guess.

She's constantly babbling on something about this or that idol or whatever, who is apparently the hostess.

Eventually the intro starts up, and I get deafened by a shrieking Stella.

[Stella]
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

[Stella]
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

[Stella]
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

She grabs one of her bigger plushies, and muffles her screams.

Not for long.

As soon as the actual opening comes on, she sings along in a very, very broken Wapanese.

Almost as if she forgot that I was there.

I try to be nice and gulp down the cringefest about to come on. Truth be told, her out of bounds enthusiasm moves some long forgotten part of me.

When was the last time I browsed headlines without looking for the next tortanic?

I push the existential dread aside and return my attention to the show.

The opening has ended, and now we are following some generic looking anime goons. It really isn't anything special, but Stella doesn't seem to care.

Her legs are up in a crossed position to stop them from running an invisible treadmill, and her tail is non-stop thrashing around.

Every now and again it wraps around one of her legs, but often she mistakes my leg for hers.

The closeness and touchiness of this girl quickly push my alarms to maximum level, and I can't even concentrate on the episode.

Instead I'm wiping sweat off my brow, and trying not to pay attention to her ass jiggle as she jumps every time something quote un-quote exciting happens.

Unwelcome thoughts crowd my mind, like "Does Stella even have a boyfriend?" and "Oh fuck I can't tell Fang about any of this.".

The episode and stream eventually end, and she once again screams into the plushie.

There's a cliffhanger that I don't really care about, but Stella is on edge.

[Stella]
"OmigoshAnonwasn'tthatthecoolestthingyoueversaw?"

[Anon]
"Okay."

I have no idea what the fuck she just said.

She turns onto her back, staring wistfully up at the ceiling.

One more scream, and it looks like she's composed herself enough to actually speak coherently.

[Stella]
"That was pretty cool, right?"

[Stella]
"Don't you think that Dinon was cool? She's so brave!"

I have to carefully think about what I say here. Even though it's Stella we're talking about, I don't want to take these giddy feels away from her.

[Anon]
"Y-yeah, it wasn't that bad."

[Anon]
"Can I go now?"

[Stella]
"Aww, you really didn't like it then? But it was so AAAAAAH! PEW PEW"

She's even doing the finger guns, in my face of course.

[Anon]
"It um... It's just not to my taste?"

...

She goes silent after that, tugging on her sticky leotard awkwardly.

[Stella]
"Will you watch the next episode with me?"

I'm so flabbergasted that it takes me quite a few seconds to come up with a reply. Both because of the question itself, and her tender voice as she asks it.

It hits me that she probably has no one to watch anime with, despite it being a huge part of her life.

Maybe she gets Rosa to do it every now and again, but it's not like Rosa would care about this stuff.

[Anon]
"This is pretty important to you, right?"

She blushes, hiding her face with the plushie till I can barely look into her eyes.

[Stella]
"Yes."

I will regret this. I will SO regret this.

[Anon]
"Okay."

[Stella]
"Really, you would?"

She muffles another scream, obviously excited.

[Anon]
"But umm, I really have to go now. I uh, promised Fang that uhhhhh..."

[Stella]
"Yeah, yeah, okay. I gotta study anyway."

I wait for a second or two for her to get off the bed, but it's apparent that she won't. She's just looking at me expectantly.

Fine.

I try to climb over her, touching her as little as I can.

Dontlookathertits.

Once again, I feel her tail wrap around one of my legs and I stop dead in my tracks. Practically doing a handstand above her.

[Anon]
"Uhh, Stel--"

She cuts me off.

With.

A.

Fucking.

Kiss.

I'm frozen on the spot, the best I can manage is not letting my hands give away.

In that moment, I'm unnaturally aware of the heat and scent of her body, how her tail tightens around my muscles. Even the ever so faint strawberry flavor of her lipstick.

It takes all of my willpower not to return the kiss. I fact, I might even fail a bit in this regard.

Sadly-- I MEAN THANKFULLY, it doesn't last long, Stella withdraws with one last - actually painful - love bite into my lower lip.

She retreats behind the plushie till once again only her eyes are visible. At the same time, her tail lets go of me.

[Stella]
"You should leave now, Anon."

Bicth what the fuck.

Yeah, I will be leaving.

I quite literally spin-fall off the bed akin to my morning ritual, dashing out the fucking door as soon as my feet land on the ground.

* * *

My head is spinning as I exit the building.

What the fuck just happened.

I light one of the smokes that Fang lent me, taking a long drag.

I'm starting to believe that the ONLY reason Stella wanted me here today was to pull this stunt.

Fucking hell.

Now I seriously can't tell Fang about any of this.

I notice residue of Stella's lipstick on the filter.

Shitfuck.

Wiping my mouth reveals that not only am I throughoutly covered with it, but that her love bite actually drew blood.

Well here's the conversation: "Oh yeah hey Fang, nah don't worry about it I just headbutted the sidewalk haha!"

Raptor Jesus give me strength...

I think about going back in there and force Stella to explain. Although, what is there for her to explain?

An affair is pretty fucking straightforward.

...

The worst part is that I don't exactly hate Stella for this. In fact, the thought of an actual affair is, uh, exciting.

I look down at my hand, smeared with lipstick and my own blood.

Slowly I lift it up to my mouth and lick it.

Maybe I'm imagining it, but there seems to be a slight strawberry flavor to it.

Once again I contemplate going back inside, except this time very much NOT to confront Stella about her scheme.

...

I shake my head, trying to get these damn thoughts out of it. I wipe my face again and finish the cigarette.

Fucking Stella.

No point in lingering here anymore, so I start making my way to the nearest bus stop.

Checking my phone, there are two notifications.

A message from Fang, and... Oh god. One from Stella.

It's from after I've left. Maybe she came to her senses and wants to apologize.

Or maybe not. Oh. Oh my.

A very provocative image of her butt, her skintight leotard almost entirely peeled off, showing off a cute pink thong.

whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck

Hot tho.

Oh god, she's typing a message.

Was she literally waiting for me to see it?

[Stella]
"r u still smoking?"

[Stella]
"cum back"

She tops it off with a smiling devil emoji.

My legs turn to jelly, and if it weren't for a convenient nearby bench I surely would have fallen to the ground.

Talk about headbutting the sidewalk.

I don't even want to know how she knew that I stayed for a smoke.

Let's be the bigger man here.

[Anon]
"how about no"

Takes me forever to correct all the typos with my shaking hands, but I want the message to be clear.

She starts typing up a response, then stops.

Twice.

Thrice.

Fuck this.

I decide to check the message from Fang, maybe that'll calm me a little.

It's also from after I've left the room. That's not a good sign.

Can't be that bad, she would have called me if it was.

Right?

[Fang]
"hv fun c u tomorrow :V"

What?

STELLA WHAT DID YOU DO

This stops now. I won't have a stupid hot lonely weeb take away my ptero gf.

I call Fang.

...

[Fang]
"What up dweeb?"

[Anon]
"Hey, what's up with that message? I'm on my way home right now."

[Fang]
"Huh? Stella just told me that you're repairing her laptop or whatever. You're already done?"

My hand crawls up into a fist.

[Anon]
"No, I-"

Then it daws on me.

Fuck. There's no way I can tell her what really happened.

[Fang]
"Use your words dork."

[Anon]
"Yeah haha, I mean I'll be on my way home soon. Once checkdisk is done I just need to split the partitions cause ya know NTFS--"

[Fang]
"Yeah whatever, nerd."

[Fang]
"Wait, so why did--"

I end the call.

Oh fuck.

Oh no she's calling back.

Meanwhile, Stella finished her message from before.

I quickly open it and get more dino ass nudes.

Off came the suit.

STELLA THIS IS NOT HELPING

Hot tho.

I take a deep breath and pick up the call.

[Anon]
"Sorry, what was that?"

[Fang]
"Anon, what is going on?"

I bite my lip, forcing a drop of fresh blood from it.

[Anon]
"Okay first of all, don't be mad?"

[Fang]
"...Okay?"

FUCKING THINK OF AN EXCUSE ALREADY

[Anon]
"I've promised Stella that I'd spend the night."

KEEP IT GOING

[Anon]
"I accidentally fried her laptop, and I don't want to leave it like that."

[Anon]
"And there are no buses this late."

[Anon]
"But there's nothing serious going on, okay?"

...

There's a long silence on the other end.

I feel like a sack of shit for lying to Fang. ...Again.

I just need more time to sort this out.

[Fang]
"So why didn't you know that Stella told me?"

Shit, didn't think of that.

[Fang]
"And why would you say that you're on your way home?"

Double shit.

...

[Anon]
"Cause I didn't want you to get jealous?"

[Fang]
"Of that weirdo?"

[Anon]
"Yeah like, I wouldn't like, SLEEP sleep with her even if I stay tonight."

[Fang]
"You better not, fuckface."

[Fang]
"What about the message?"

AAAHH KILL ME ALREADY

I bite my lip again, wincing cause I keep forgetting about the stupid wound too.

[Anon]
"Okay FUCK! Fucking Stella fucking kissed me, okay? Like out of nowhere!"

[Anon]
"And I fucking left and I'm sitting on this fucking bench, and I don't know what to do!"

[Anon]
"I want nothing from her and I love YOU!"

Only when she doesn't answer do I notice that she's not there anymore.

God fucking damn it Fang!

How much did she hear?

Oh, this is not good.

I try calling her, but apparently she's blocked me.

As I'm staring at the screen another notification pops up. A message from Stella.

This better be her pussy after all she's done.

[Stella]
"you told her?"

Oh my god, did Fang...?

As much as I'd watch that catfight, I would have preferred no interaction between them on this particular subject.

Once again, my reply to her is short.

[Anon]
"coming back"

Maybe I can clean half of this shit up before Fang's dad gets a chance to break my neck.

[Insert steamy Stella hatefuck here]
