: This is literally, probably the dirtiest thing I've ever written. I'm a little bit proud of it. Sorry if it's not angsty enough though!
The first thing she notices when she wakes up is that her wrists ache. The second is that her own face is staring at her, and it startles her to notice that the double is not only dressed in a skin tight red dress with a bust line that threatens to spill but also smiling with a look that less inviting and more predatory. For what, Annie is a little afraid to find out.
"Looks like the princess woke up, and I didn't even have to kiss her."The mirror version moves forward, fingers dancing across her bonded ankles and up her legs to her knee. Annie's skin jumps in response, breaking out into goosebumps. The touch isn't cold, but it's an odd sensation never the less, to be so intimately touch by her own hands that she isn't controlling. The very idea leaves her spinning.
"What's going on?" She asks, testing the strength of her binds, and finds that she's not going to pull her way out. Both of her wrists and ankles are tied tightly to the iron bed.
"Wellll," Her twin drawls the word out and strokes her fingers higher, "I'm what your gross Abed calls, Evil Annie. From the Darkest Time Line. To be fair, I don't think that's true. I mean, in your time line you're still playing the good girl with a repressed sexuality and haven't left Greendale." The hand stills aright above Annie's chest, and she doesn't know what it says about her that she's shaking, from something more than fear. But Evil Annie removes her touch and crosses her arm. "That just sounds like you're the less experienced Annie."
"Or just the more sane one." She mutters.
Evil Annie leans over and looks down at her, blue eyes dark and dilated, she licks her blood red lips and whispers over her twin, "I am you and you are me, I know all your dirty little secrets, desires and kinks. I know everything from how you take your coffee to how you sound when you cum. And I know that deep down, you're just one good push from becoming me, and that's why we kidnapped you. I'm going to give you that push, Annie."
"Don't you dare touch me." Annie seethes, eyes wide and teeth all but bared; but Evil Annie leans in further to talk directly into her ear, the humid pant of her breath against her ear made her shudder.
"Trust me, sweet heart, by the time we really get this party started, you'll be begging me to do a lot more than touch you." Evil Annie straightens and rests a painted nail on her hip, "Remember, I know what you really want. And more importantly, who." She turns to leave, pausing at the door, "I meant, Jeff by the way."
"Yeah, I figured." She replies coolly, utterly done.
"Just checking." Evil Annie perks up and walks out, closing the door behind her and locking it.
Annie glares up the cracking white ceiling above her. Thinking she was so not ready for whatever Evil Annie was planning.
Jeff is waiting for the group outside the Red Door bar dressed in one of his better suits, switching between texting and playing angry birds, when he feels a shadow being cast over him. Without looking up, he tells them to move along, "Keep moving, dude."
"Now why would I do that, when you're here?" Annie answers, and he looks up in surprise because he didn't think she was coming out tonight (she never answered his text) and because the moment he tears his eyes from the screen he sees what she's wearing. A little red dress that looks like she was poured into, licking into every curve and accentuated her bust. A weaker man would have taken a longer glace.
"You look good." He tries for casual.
She smiles and proudly retorts, "Are you kidding me, I look amazing."
It seems an odd response, but Jeff ignores it. She's right after all.
"Where are the others?"
"Does it matter?" She draws closer like panther with her eyes fixed on her prey, dark with unbidden hunger. It was the type of look he never expected to see in her baby blues and he knew deep down, that this wasn't his Annie at all. This was her.
"Evil Annie." Is all he gets out before his own double rounds on him, pressing a damp napkin to his nose and holding on until he drops, knees weak and struggling to keep awake. Above him, Evil Annie is already leaping into his double's grip and kissing him hard.
"I told you it was fun." She voices, as Evil Jeff's mouth lowers to her cleavage, biting a messy line across each curve. She moans, nails digging into his jacket and rutting against his abs. "Come on tell me, tell me how he struggled against you.." Evil Annie tries to push him into the nearest wall, tripping over the other Jeff in the process, but Evil Jeff lets her down.
"We got to get to our place, before this loser wakes up."
Evil Annie bites her lip and flutters her eyes lashes, trying to look as innocent as possible.
"Stop it, leather isn't fun with an erection." He chastises her, but she doesn't let up."Maybe later I'll let you chloroform me later and you can find out, but for now we've got something else planned don't we?"
Annie's expression vanishes with his suggestion and she bounces, "Yes we do!"
Together they drag Jeff's body into the dark.
An hour or so passes, before they return, the Evil doubles of her and Jeff; who obviously still has the mechanical arm judging by the soft sounds of the whirling fans. He dragged her Jeff into the room with little strain and deposited him into the nearest chair. Evil Annie happily tied him to it, by the wrists and upper chest. Her hands occasionally slipping and caressing said chest. Annie tried not to be jealous, because of the situation, but it was hard to not be when she could see the lust in her own features so clearly.
As it were, she was soon busy struggling against Evil Jeff, as he undid her ropes and manhandled her out of the bed and across the room and into sleeping Jeff's lap.
"Hey! Really?" She frowns, as Evil Annie sets to work on making sure she can't escape either. Overlapping her hands over Jeff's and testing the ropes, she can move but not a lot. Annie flexes her hands and glances up at Evil Jeff, hoping her Disney Princess Eyes would work on him. "What are you guys planning?"
"An intervention." He supplies, "My Annie thinks you need a lesson in...being less repressed."
"Thanks but no thanks, I'm perfectly happy being repress-" She tries to reason,but Evil Annie cuts her off.
"-You're not. I know you're not. You want to stop but you don't know how. You don't know how to stop or who to go with your feelings." Evil Annie stands and looks down at her handy work, "I'm here to help."
She waits for more of their evil plan, but they never explain so she asks, "And what do you get out of it? No offense but helping others doesn't really seem to be your style."
Evil Jeff takes a seat in the opposite chair, across the room, "We're not, but in theory, aren't we just helping ourselves to begin with? Plus, it's sort of our anniversary. I wanted to do something special, you know?"
Annie pulls at her ropes, "This is your idea of a special night?"
"What, that?" He gestures to the ropes and grins, "That's just a bit of a fun."
Evil Annie sighs, "To cut to the chase, we wanna fuck you."
"-both of you." Evil Jeff adds.
A few moments later, she wakes, to the sound of three people yelling. She groans because one of them is very near, the anger of his tone seems to vibrate through her body and it makes her head ache. She rolls into awareness slowly. Evil Jeff and Annie are arguing vehemently with Jeff, who seems to be gearing up for a speech, about consent and she finally remembers the offer.
"I don't care how 'evil' you guys fucking think you are, there is no time line where any version of me or her is okay with having sex against any one's will, not even their own doubles!" He practically roars, "Now you have two seconds to let us go, before I make sure you lose another limb!"
"Two seconds is all I need to convince her, " Evil Annie purrs, slipping to her knees and nudging her way between Annie's leg. She's still out of it, so she doesn't resist right away. "Let me show you, Annie. If you want me to stop, I'll do it, but you have to say it."
"Don't you touch her," Jeff growls out, but his voice is tight as if he's fighting against some unknown torture himself. Annie's still a little confused but all misunderstanding go out the window when she felt a silky warm hand insert itself between her upper thighs and slowly began teasing her sensitive soft skin in an intimate region under her skirt. Annie tried not to lose herself in the sensation, but it was more ten times more difficult when she felt her Jeff stiffen against her backside. Part of her mind was still on the fence, wondering if this was even real, but as the curious hand got bolder, and she felt the urge to say no melt away. Evil Annie was right, she wanted this. She wanted experience. She wanted to stop being so ignorant of pleasure. She wanted to stop being repressed, if only for a moment to know what it was like to not be. And who better to not be repressed with but herself? -with hesitance, Annie spread her legs a little further, allowing Evil Annie's fingers to press against the damp cotton between her legs, moving them in deliberately small circles. Annie gasped and jumped in Jeff's lap, which caused him to do the same. From across the room Evil Jeff joins them. With eyes struggling to stay open, she catches him palming his growing erection. Blue eyes focused on where Evil Annie is kneeling.
Evil Annie innocently raised her eyebrows at her, as if questioning her outburst, all the while letting the outstretched digits sink in deeper.
"Something wrong?" She questions, voice low and husky, eyes fixated on her double's full cleavage, which now heaved from her accelerated breathing. Annie moaned involuntarily, when Evil Annie pushed the barrier away and slipped her fingers into her folds, "I asked you a question, sweet heart."
Annie has trouble answering, voice caught in her throat. "N-No."
"So you're good with this? With us?"Evil Annie slowly curls two fingers in and watches as she buckles against all her bindings and answers with a loud 'yes'. Evil Annie throws an wicked grin to the man behind her, before leaning up and kissing Annie hard on her still quivering lips.
"Good girl, hear that Gross Jeff? Little Annie wants to play with us, how about you big boy?" She kneels back down and bites down on his leg a little. Sucks on the fabric under her lips until it's wet and Jeff answers.
"Yes. Yes. Fine." His answer is more stressed if anything, angry too but it's agreement never the less. Evil Annie grins and undoes their ropes. The moment his hands are free, Jeff's hands gropes her tits, buries his flustered expression in her neck and Annie rocks her hips against his. There are no words, to how good his hands feel or how to explain her decision, it's all she can do to cover his large hands with her own to let him know she's ready for this.
"Good, four pairs of hands are a lot more fun than two." -Annie adds and coaxes Annie's cotton purple panties down to her ankles, and throws them in the direction of her Jeff. He catches them one handed, his other obviously busy. "Coming to join us yet?"
He shakes his head, "I want to watch you a little longer."
Evil Annie shrugged, and continues to work her fingers in and out of her double, who withers and bucks into her hand while simultaneously rocking against Jeff. Annie gives her pleading eyes, begging for more, but Evil Annie knows that look. Perfected it even, and isn't swayed in the slightest to increase her speed.
"You're going to have to do a lot better than giving me the eyes, Edison." Evil Annie mentions, twisting her hand and watching those lashes flutter. "Come on, stop begging and demand me to fuck you harder, I wanna hear perfect little Annie use her words."
Annie gives a full body shudder, "I want more," She bites her lip to not add a please. Evil Annie rewards her with what she asks for, picking up speed. "I want you to -ah-I want you to, to c-curl your fingers. I want to finish." Evil Annie looks over to Evil Jeff, whose lips curled in a seductive, pleased smile.
"Hear that? She wants me to help her finish, should I let her?"
Evil Jeff, widens his own legs, slouching as his own self-pleasure starts to get the best of him. There's something beyond hot watching his Annie finger fuck her double, on the lap of his gross version. He's torn between feeling jealous, proud and overwhelmingly aroused.
"Yeah, do it." He voices, desperately wanting a literal front seat view to it. "Let me see it happen."
Evil Annie licks her lips and does as instructed, curling her fingers and jack hammering Annie's slick heat until the latter's pink lips open up in a silent scream and Evil Annie felt her inner walls clench tightly around her hand.
As Annie rode out her orgasm, she felt Jeff's hands wander along her still shaking body. Pulling down the front of her dress and the straps of her bra to get a better handful. She whimpered and let her head fall back, allowing him to catch her lips in a sinful kiss. Without warning, Evil Annie slipped into her lap and joined them. Alternately ravaging between Jeff and Annie, and moving wantonly against them both. One of Jeff's hands moved to cup her backside and push both Annie's together. They both moaned, echos of the other. With a gentle push, Evil Annie's devilish red dress slipped off her body and dropped to the floor. She wore a nothing but a silk black, see through bra; strained and practically begged to released of it's duty, Annie unsnapped it and allow her ample breasts to spill out into the open. Evil Annie didn't say a word, merely grabbing Annie's hands and placing them on her chest and covering her surprise with her mouth.
Their make out was desperate, hot and wet, and also missing a fourth.
As if mentally calling for him, Evil graces them with his presence. For a moment he stands on the outside, as if not knowing where to place himself, but Jeff slips his hand between both Annie's and spreads her legs once more. The gesture he amplifies by giving his double a look, a wordless invitation to join. Annie rocks herself against Jeff's erection as Evil Jeff lowers himself before her and bites kisses into her thighs, she gasps, and Evil Annie silences her by slipping two fingers into her open mouth.
She sucks the digits greedily, rolling her tongue around the taste of her own juices. Moans around them when Evil Jeff takes her distraction into play, and slowly begins to lick her. Jeff sucks in breath as he feels his Annie respond, just as before she's withering and whimpering, bucking and shaking as his evil double licks harder, forces her leg up over his shoulder and pushes his face deeper until the sounds of him eating her out drive Jeff into lifting his hips desperately under her weight.
He pulls Evil Annie's wet fingers from her mouth and sneaks in his own taste before pushing them down to rub against her own clit as his double sucks and Annie lets out a delicious wail of pleasure, her body jumps and strains against their combined hold. Evil Jeff switches his attention and moments later Evil Annie echoes the wail and shudders into her release, barely able to keep herself up.
"Good girl," Evil Jeff whispers as Annie returns to her senses and for a moment she doesn't know which Annie he's speaking to. She feels boneless and weak in Jeff's arms. "-we're not done yet." His double reminds her. As he leans over them both and kisses Jeff wetly. It's something she's not prepared to view, the strong jaw lines and perfectly shaded stubble pressed against the other. For Jeff's part he takes it willingly, delighting in the taste of Annie on his own mouth, and doesn't hesitate to lick it away from his teeth and tongue. Evil Jeff eventually pulls back and snags Evil Annie in by the hair for a similar display, and the woman moans and shivers. Each vibration going through Annie and Jeff like fire.
Jeff watches them get more heated, strokes Annie's arms, places a kiss on her collar bone and she sighs. Carefully turns her head and gently takes his lips with her own bruised ones. He lowers his head, sucks at her skin above her breast. She grinds down and the next few moments move slowly, she loses her clothes at the men's hands, his pants fall loosely around his ankles.
Both couples eventually move to the bed, but it's a slow process. More interested in exploring the other, Evil Annie and Jeff are the first to break away, and curl against the couple. Evil Annie drags Annie out of his lap and pushes her onto the bed, climbing over her frame and settling on top of her. They painted a picture that would forever be burned in the back of Jeff's eyes, two naked Annie's pressed against the other, with bruised lips and wild hair.
"Are you boys joining or do you just wanna play with yourself?" Evil Annie catcalls, hand twisting into Annie's hair and pulling so the other girl arches high, and her chest to bounce. Jeff groaned out loud. This was either heaven or hell.
"Maybe I do." Evil Jeff pulls off his own shirt and shucks his pants to the floor, and instantly Jeff is torn between watching the girls and starting at his own body. His mouth goes dry, and fuck, he's the most narcissistic bastard in wanting to touch, but he does it anyways. Pushes himself out of the chair and up against his double. Colliding by the lips and the chests.
Evil Jeff pulled back for only a moment, but then dragged him in by the chin, the pads of his fingers gliding over the stubble and keeping him steady as he ravaged his double's mouth. Jeff pressed himself close, bit down on the others man's lips and drew blood. There was a hint of struggle, each wanting to dominate the other but each moment of over powering was replaced by a fierce mirrored response. Jeff was consumed by how deep the man was taking him, with just a kiss. He ran his hand into the short locks and pulled with both hands until they were forced to stop, letting go with equally wet lips.
"I think you boys should join us now." Evil Annie all but commanded, her tone was warm but in between her words was pure hunger. The Jeff's untangled away from each other and joined them, the girls making room and switching partners.
Annie found herself straddling Evil Jeff's hips with her eyes locked on his face, fearing and desiring his next move in equal amounts. When he brought his lips down to capture her nipple, she moaned in surprise. She pressed her breasts towards him, savoring the scratch of his beard on her soft skin. He switched sides, lavishing his tongue over the rosy bud, nipping and sucking alternately. Still sensitive from before, she nearly mewled when she felt his cock rub against her slit. Her wetness had already visibly spilled down her quivering thighs and, judging by her increasingly loud moans, the exposure to the cooler air from the room seemed to sensitize her even further. Beside them, she watched Evil Annie do the same, but more experienced, in knowing just how to move on top of Jeff.
And this is what Evil Annie wanted to show her, she mused.
She studied for a moment longer before she bent over and kissed Evil Jeff, passionately and roughly. She pulled back from his lips when hers felt raw and hot. She stared down at him, transfixed by how utterly wrecked he looked, but was pulled out of her musings by Jeff's moan, she turned her attention, and found him looking at her. His gaze so heavy and hot, it made her feel vulnerable in a way neither his evil reflection or her's did. She ignored his deep blue gaze on her and stared at her nails dragging down Evil Jeff's chest muscles instead. She ran her fingers and nails all over his torso, enjoying the taunt skin and hard muscles. She felt her sex pulse just at the thought that this was happening at all. That however evil this Jeff might be, it was still Jeff Winger. And he could react like this to her.
She suddenly felt like biting him, to leave a mark to show that this was real. That she could play just as rough as her double. She locked her lips on the meaty muscle connecting his neck and shoulder. He tasted like sweat, whiskey and something undefined. She wasted in no time in biting harder and repeatedly, leaving teeth impressions all over his neck area. Evil Jeff bucked hard under her ministrations, grabbing her hips in a bruising manner to form some sort of messy rhythm.
"God damn, Annie." He hissed. Rolling until she was under him, she was caged in by his arms and he pressed intimately to her sex. She gasped, losing herself in his kiss, that was full of bites and possessive touches.
Evil Annie gave a harsh whimper as she felt the same with Jeff, and in perfect sync with Annie's, and it echoed in the room. The heat between the couples was overwhelming, threatening to burn them all. Beads of sweat gathered across her skin, and Jeff leaned up to lick them all way. She curled around him, grabbing his head pressing it to her chest, desperate for far more than a few licks. She grounded herself against him until she finally stars. Kitten weak she leaned sideways against Evil Jeff and whispered something in his ear. Before either non-evil party knew it, they were pushed and pulled into knew positions. Evil Annie in Evil Jeff's lap and facing Annie in Jeff's. The former was already easing her hips high and lowering herself back onto Evil Jeff's cock, with a satisfied grin. Annie couldn't help the bubble of jealously, of how flawless and easy Evil Annie rolled her hips and bounced like goddess of sex. The competitive monster awoken in her heart, her finger slid over her folds again and collected her wetness from earlier. She could feel her insides rippling as if trying desperately to put him inside her sooner. She used her other hand to gently pumped Jeff. He shuddered under her touch, burying his face in the junction of her neck and shoulder.
Across the ways, Evil Annie was watching, lips parted as every thrust Evil Jeff gave made her gasp. Embolden by the actions before her, Annie positioned him at her entrance and slowly lowered herself. Pushing inch by inch inside, more than once pulling back up, lubricating the joining again. Annie closed her eyes and enjoyed this sensation, Jeff shook around her, struggling to keep himself from wildly bucking upwards. Not when she was still adjusting to his length, it took a moment longer before he was fully inside her. Annie squeezed her abdominal muscles around his length without really trying, and he whispered her name like it was a prayer. It was with that, she found the strength to move on her own, lifting her hips and pushing back on him again. She was slow and deliberate, savoring the feeling of his cock pushing its way inside her over and over again.
She was broken from her concentration when she felt the warm touch of soft hands on her flushed cheeks, she opened her eyes and saw her own face, Evil Annie had bent forward on her knees, and into Annie's arms. Evil Jeff behind her, knuckles turning white as he fucked her.
Each thrust forced her evil double a little more into her chest, until Jeff leaned back and they fell like dirty dominoes. Annie still in Jeff's lap, bouncing hard against the heavy weight of Evil Annie as she was being pleasured. Their thrusts now in time with each other.
Annie felt suffocated in the best of ways, as numerous hands reached out to touch her burning hot skin, she lost track of who was who as her thoughts drowned in pleasure. She felt her muscles ripple from her impending climax, it was coming, rushing towards her like an unstoppable storm. She tried to run towards it, her movements became more frantic as she reached out for Evil Annie and found her; kissed her and lost her hands in her silky, sweat damp hair until her orgasm hit. She stilled, all her limbs wrapped around her and felt Evil Annie do the same, all stiffened and squeezed at once, their bodies as tight as iron. Both Jeff's shuddered underneath and above them, their own climaxes hit and were lost to the feeling of their quivering muscles and constricted insides as they pulsed.
They fall closer. Evil Jeff rolls to take one side and the Annie's curl around the other, and Jeff is the only one with half a mind to break the silence.
Evil Jeff answers, "Dude...yeah it did."
They high five each other, and the Annie's roll their eyes.
Moments later they are curled around their significant other, bone-tired and content in ways that they never thought possible.