Duncan X Courtney one shots

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"Hey, Princess.. do you have any food from your parents' place?" Duncan asks,
"No."
I say simply before continue to watch "Remember Me"
I start to tear up,
"Baby.. why are you crying?"
I hear Duncan's voice, I look up at him with teary eyes,
"The secrets!"
I wipe my eyes,
"I'm sorry.."
Duncan then wraps his arms around me,
"You got to stop watching shit T.V,"
"But they were torn apart"
"Kind of like us in season three of 'Total Drama' "
I roll my eyes,
"Yeah.. but that's d-different.."
Tears still pour down my face. To which Duncan wipes,
"Princess, it's a movie. None of this is real-"
"So love, romance, all that shit is not-"
Duncan presses his lips against mine. I push him off and he jumps ontop of me, I roll my eyes and pause the movie.
"What?" I ask,
"Make me some food." He says,
"Make it yourself, oh wait, you barely even make cereal. The easiest thing you can fuck up."
"Wanna bet?" Duncan asks,
I smirk and sit up,
"What do you mean?" I ask,
"If I could make something that actually taste good.. you do a little something for me."
I smirk,
"And if you lose?"
He shrugs,
"What do you want?"
"You have to be my personal assistant for a whole day, and you have to be nice."
He rolls his eyes,
"You will be given.. four hours to make something, that is actually good."
Duncan smirks,
"My ma can cook, I'm gonna love this.."
He says cockily,
"What do you want?" I ask.

He picks me up and brings me to our room. He then opens his the door to his closet and digs through his clothes, and some of mine; I have a walk in closet but I ran out of room.
He then pulls out a red and black box,
"What is that?" I ask,
He opens it with a smirk on his face. Purple fuzzy handcuffs with green chains, massage oil, six inch vibrater, pattle, blindfold, whip, rope, and other "fun" things,
"I haven't been top ever since we first started fucking, now... I'm going to make you not able to walk for a week." He says in my ear.
I blush as I looks down at the sex toys,
"Th-that's a... really big box."
He then puts the box away,
"So... if I win, you're going to be my little princess. Got it?"
Damn his demanding voice is so sexy. He holds his hand out, and I shake it,
"It's settled." I say.

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Duncan looks through his phone for something to make,
"Duncan.. you're taking seven years!" I whine loudly,
"Hang on.. you whine too much."
I roll my eyes,
"Wait.. I found one.."
I look at the book and it says "cereal" I roll my eyes,
"Duncan.. I'm talking about stuff like pasta, soup, literally ANYTHING other than something that only needs a solid and liquid."
He rolls his eyes once again before sliding his finger up, he then double taps. I look at the mirror behind us and notice he's on some girl's picture! I scoff before grabbing his phone,
"Hey-"
"So.. not only are you double tapping on some girl's Instagram, but following?!"
"Court-"
"I can't believe you."
He rests his chin in his hands with an annoyed look.
"Princess.. that's Gia.. my sister."
I roll my eyes,
"No it's-"
I then notice the username, 'Queen_Of_Juvie'
"Oh.. uh.. how is she doing?"
He snatches the phone away,
"Sorry.." I apologize.
He scrolls through his phone,
"Okay.. I found this."
He shows me his phone and I look at him,
"Ten pack large condoms for five dollars?"
He looks at his phone before his eyes shoot wide,
"Oh shit, that's for my side whore."
He smirks at me.
I give him a glare,
"What? I have two chicks."
I put one hand on my hips,
"What? I have stuck-up Courtney as my main bitch, then I have the sex-princess as the side."
He kisses my temple before showing me the Fettuccine,
"Are you sure?" I ask,
"Positive.. like my STD test."
I glare at him again,
"I'm kidding, I'm negative, we both got tested a week ago."
I go on the couch,
"Pasta is in the cabinet."
I start a timer and continue to watch television.

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I look behind me in the kitchen and see Duncan so concentrated, I look at the timer and see that it's been fourty minutes. I let out a lustfilled grunt, Silence came from the kitchen, so I do it again.
"Princess, I know you're trying to sabotage me, and it's not working." He says from the kitchen.
I do it again and moan lightly,
"Oh daddy."
I look back and his pants has tightened, damn his boner is huge.
"Fuck me, Duncan!"
"Shut up!" He yells.

I look through my phone, I then roll my eyes when I see Lindsay on my top trending with,

"Fashion model, former reality TV star, and actress, Lindsay Top, has come out with an eating disorder she has been doing to get that hourglass shape."

"Ugh."
I look back at Duncan and take off my purple sweater vest and throw it on the table.
I look at the timer, three more hours left. Duncan is mixing something, which means he's a quarter done, I could tell. I get up and go into the kitchen, I grab a cup of water and lean on the counter, drinking the water,
"How's it going?" I ask,
"I'm putting the stuff on the stove, then I'm going to boil the pasta."
My foot "accidentally" rubs against his, I then drop some water on my white shirt.
"Shit."
I then unbutton my white shirt, except not taking it off, Duncan then throws his shirt at me,
"You don't like what you see?" I ask with a lustful tone.
"I do, but not right now."
I then stroke his bare bicep,
"Then take a break, only for ten minutes."
He grabs my arms, trying to get me away but I hold my grip,
"I love it when you're rough."
Duncan kisses me before pushing me away,
"We can hook up when I win. And I promise you.. this teasing, will be punished."
I smirk at him,
"I can't wait."

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I groan out of boredom and look at the timer, one more hour. I look in the kitchen and see Duncan pouring everything together I unbutton my olive jeans and pull them down. I go into the kitchen,
"Duncan... I want you so bad."
He turns around and throws me over his shoulder.
"Duncan-"
He opens the door to the hallway of the complex. He drops me on the carpeted floor and locks me out.
"Duncan, I am half clothed,"
He winks at me through the window next to the door before smirking. I groan and accept defeat, I look up and see my forty-seven year old neighbor, Mrs. Johnson, who I hope suffers a stroke in her sleep.
"Good evening Mrs. Johnson,"
I fake a smile,
"Still toying with that fuck boy I see"
"I hope you know your husband is fucking his coworker, Sarah" I say in Spanish.
She fakes a smile before going back in. I roll my eyes and sit infront of the doors, I start to think, I mean, being fucked hardcore isn't that bad... right? We've had sex millions of times, just not like that.

I feel the door disappear and I land on my back, I look up at Duncan, he holds up the timer, it says ten minutes left,
"I guess I win.."
I let him pick me up and carry me bridal style, I jump off him and look down at the pasta in a plate,
"Tell me how it taste."
I twirl my fork in the pasta before eating the pasta, the pasta sause and the noodles melt together nicely,
"So...."
I'm going to be so fucked up tomorrow morning.
"It's good." I mumble,
"You said what?" He asks,
"It's good."
I wipe my mouth,
"Well, I got to go do some work," I lie,
But Duncan grabs my hand,
"Hold up princess.. I win, therefore, it's gonna turn into a mixture '365' and 'fifty shades of grey' "
Duncan takes me to our room.
He lays me on the bed and goes into his closet,
"Will this hurt?" I ask,
"I mean... duh."
He then looks at me, then looks at his closet,
"You know.. we don't have to do this,"
My face lights up,
"Really?"
"I mean.. I may be a bad boy, but that doesn't mean I don't listen to consent."
I then smile before nodding,
"Actually, I want to see how bad you can get"
"Oh thank God you said that. You have no idea how bad I want to fuck you,"
I pull him ontop of me,
"One day.. I'm gonna put a ring on it."
He slips on the handcuffs and hang them on the bedhead,
"This is gonna be so fun"
He then slips the blindfold over my eyes,
"Let it begin."
I hear him say.

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(You dead wrong if you think I'm going to write THAT)