Put Money On It?
"We could." I shrug. The room fills with laughter.
"No really, do you think it can be done?" Riley asks. I shrug again.
"Well, I'm already madly in love with you." I joke. Riley laughs again.
"But really, it would be funny, you know? And we could do it, like, on that trip your family is taking."
How the converstaion came to be beats me, but somehow me, Riley, and Luther, our loveable asshole of a friend, had ended up talking about what if me and Riley pretended to be in a relationship. Something that could never really happen, of course. But the thought is hilarious
"How about this. If you guys convince everyone on that trip, I'l give you a hundred bucks each when you get back." My eyes widen and I smile brightly. Two weeks of vacation with my best friend and getting a hundred bucks when we get back? This is basically a no-brainer.
"Oh, really? And what if we can't?" I ask. He smirks. You'll both give me a blowjob. Seperately or together, your choice." He says with a shit eating grin. I smirk and Riley shoves him playfully.
"Seriously, what do you want?" Riley asks. He taps his chin. "Hmm. Same thing in return. If you cant do it, you both give me a hundred bucks." Luther says. I raise an eyebrow. Me and Riley are already really close. We would really need to kick it up a notch to be a convincing couple. But, I think we can pull it off. This could be the easiest money I ever make.
"Fine." I mumble. I glance at Riley and she nods at me. He shakes both of our hands.
We talk a little bit more, mostly joking about the bet and how we're gonna do it. Luther just jokes about him wanting us to send videos every time we make out.
"Welp, I gotta get going." Riley says, getting up. "Ya know, curfew. Actually, neither of you would know. You both aways ignore your curfews." Riley leaves Luther's bedroom before either of us can protest even though she's right, leaving me and him alone.
"You won't get jealous?" I ask flirtily, moving closer to him now that RIley's gone. He chuckles deeply. "We aren't dating." He says. I nod. "Hmm. So you won't mind if we have a little fun on that trip." I say suggestively. I run my hand lightly over his arm and he pulls me into his lap so that I'm straddling him, before laughing at my suggestion. "Oh, please. You couldn't get her if you tried." He retorts. An idea pops into my head.
"And... what would you give me if I could?" I ask. His grin fades into a serious look.
"Well, wow, that's a big one. I'd give you three hundred bucks if you could do her." I actually hear cha-ching in my mind at his words.
"And what do you want if I can't?" I ask. He presses his lips into my neck and I surpress a moan. "And please, for the love of God, don't say-"
"Five blowjobs. Whenever I want." He smirks.
"Ugh. It's alway blowjobs with you." I groan while involuntarily grinding my hips down on his. "What can I say, it's what I like."
"Okay, we need to come up with terms or whatever. Like, how do I prove to you I did it? Cause I could easily just lie." I question. Luther thinks for a moment.
"Record it or something. Or, like, record her voice saying you did it. I don't know. Preferably video, though. And multiple angles. I have a camera you can use." I groan and laugh. "Perv." I mumble into his neck. His hand creeps up my shirt and this time I do moan.
"Alright, do we have a deal?" I hold out my hand and Luther shakes it eagerly. "Prepare to lose, sweety." He says, before pressing his lips to mine.