Omg so I had this idea I just read your femdom!kei imagine thingy. And OH MY GOSH. So I saw this tiktok that was like “oh how I need my popular bimbo secret gf to push me against lockers and force me to do her homework but makeout with me in private.” And I thought omg that is so hot. Like imagine femdom!(anybody from &TEAM) and how it would be being like secret relationship bully vibes. Please let me know ur thoughts 💭💭💭💭
warnings: all the members mentioned are fem! , dumb bullying scenarios as a form of foreplay (they’re all such nasty freaks), dddne for kei’s , mentions of blood, blood licking & sucking, being humiliated in front of crowds, choking, brief overstimulation, edging
a/n: hi lovie !! sorry this took me so long but i do have a few members in mind ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧
upon entering the classroom, the sounds of excited chatter of your classmates came to a stop while all their heads turned to look at your approaching figure at the doorway. you raised an eyebrow at the weird situation but didn’t overthink it too much as you walk in further to reach your desk, thinking of slumping on it like a sloth. sitting down, you noticed everyone was still looking at you in addition to the not so sneaky whispers they were giving each other which were probably directed at you. shaking your head at the their absurdity, you reach into your desk to take out the next subject’s books when you felt a sharp sting on your hand, as if something was slashing through the skin. you let out a hiss in pain, clutching your injured hand as red blood droplets dripped down from the wound. it pooled in your palm before dripping onto the classroom’s otherwise white pristine floors, staining it like dye in water. a pause, before the whole class erupted in laughter, some even full on tearing up at your tragedy. you sat there confused, looking into your drawer to find the culprit; shards of glass scattered throughout, it’s jagged surface facing upwards and intending to hurt someone. “so this was deliberate,” you thought before turning around to stare at the real culprit you knew was behind it. kei; her long hair tied in a ponytail, dark eyes gleaming with mirth at the sight of you looking into her direction, slender fingers tapping on her desk in a rhythm only she knew. and also your top rival, always competing with you to be the highest scorer in school no matter what it takes. although this time, your name was the one that dominated the number 1 space, students fawning and congratulating you everywhere. however, you only had eyes on kei, her smile still polite but held an underlying something beneath it. back in the classroom, the girls trailing around kei like dogs began chirping about how you stole their poor kei’s top place, how you deserved to suffer to compensate her, bla bla bla. their monologue was the same as always, wanting to make you pay for being on par with kei when they could barely pass a test. you sighed loudly, cutting through their chattering as you stood up to prepare and head over to the infirmary. “are you done talking? no? okay bye,” you shot a glare at kei whose smile just widened even more as you made haste and went out the door. as you reached your destination, you noted that the nurse was nowhere to be found so you just walked in and began scrounging through the cabinets for some gauze and ointment for your wound. somehow, you didn’t notice someone entering after you and softly locking the door behind them. you almost shrieked as cold hands embraced your body, one hand holding onto your injured wrist while a kiss was directed under your ear and making you shudder. “why did you just leave? not going to at least say goodbye to me hm?” kei asked, voice low and deep, reverberating against the warm skin on your neck. “or are you upset at my little prank?” i’ll make it up to you, okay?” suddenly, you were being pushed onto your back against the bed as the curtains swished close behind the both of you. kei hovered above you, still holding onto your bloodied hand as she let her tongue lick up the slit from bottom to top, savouring the metal on her tastebuds and making you moan as she sucked on your wound. sigh, if only kei’s followers knew how sick she actually was in reality, teeth noticeably stained red from your blood when she smiled as she sneaked a hand down your skirt to hear her filthy rival’s sounds.
you aren’t too surprised when you walk into school the next day to find a crowd forming near your locker. as you struggle to pass through the mass of bodies and finally make it to the front, your stomach drops at the sight. there, scrawled in a familiar cherry red lipstick on your locker door, were the words “slut” written in big bold letters. the graffiti stands out like a thumb amidst the sea of grey and catches everyone’s eye. scrambling to your locker, you were about to wipe it all off, fingers tenderly touching the words when a voice cuts through the whispers of students. “like my present, dork?” nichol asks in all of her glory, red hair curled as perfectly as the smirk playing on her lips, arms crossed snugly against her teeny tiny top that hugged her chest. her cronies flock around her like a swarm of flies, buzzing with their own comments but you could only focus your eyes on her. on the knowing glint in her eyes, on the way if they focused carefully, they would see her fidgeting with a strange energy coursing through her entire body. you almost laughed at the sight but kept your composure. “why are you doing this to me,” you questioned quietly, keeping your head down and pushing your glasses up the bridge of your nose. nichol takes the last remaining steps to close the distance and grabs a fistful of your shirt with her manicured hand. “oh, you know exactly why, freak,” she spat out before letting you go and sashaying off with her clique right behind her as the crowd disperse at the sound of the first bell. you tore open your bag to scrounge for a tissue and wipe the whole ordeal off your locker and coming into class late because of it, embarrassment flooding your cheeks. what everyone doesn’t know is that after school, in the quiet of the locker rooms, you had the same girl who was targeting you right above you, her marks of the same coloured lipstick she used on your locker littered all over your body. your breathing was starting to get haggard and shaky, trying to squirm away from the onslaught of her mouth on you. finally as you came with a shout, she finally slowed down to a much steadier pace, finishing it off with a kiss on your navel. nichol raised her head to look at your blissed out face, lipstick smudged all over her lips as well as the gleam of your slick on her face. you cupped her face with shaking hands and brought it closer to yours so that you could kiss her again and taste yourself on her tongue. she rubbed a thumb between your legs once more as you whined at the overstimulation. “no more please,” you begged to which nichol laughs darkly at it. “but kitty, we’re just getting started.”
you were just at your locker, putting away your books and only grabbing things to bring home with you when suddenly, a hand struck out on the locker next to you with a loud bang, instantly cornering you. turning your head to the side, you finally saw who the culprit was; yuma from chemistry, her face furrowed like a pissed off cat. it was definitely a sight for her to be seen next to you; band tee with one shoulder exposed, ripped baggy jeans with a few chains interlinked near her waistband, a streak of a defiantly vibrant purple in her otherwise bleached hair and you, with your prim and preppy clothes, hair brushed back neatly and secured with a headband as well as the obvious height difference between you too. judging by the look on her face, yuma could care less about the crowd forming around the both of you just by her slamming her hand right next to your face. whispers of are they fighting? and guess yuma has a new target now floods your ears but you note the slight red in yuma’s ears like a moth to a flame. “geek, i thought you did my homework? how come the teacher gave me a C hm?” she snarled, holding up her assignment sheet with her hand, the other still trapping you between the lockers. you blinked at the accusation before squinting your eyes to scan the contents of the paper yuma was holding and felt your face burn. “shit, i accidentally sent in my draft for the project,” you thought to yourself. though the points were similar, last week’s assignment was more about calculation problems rather than research based answers for each molecule. at this point, you were starting to sweat. yuma still had her arm up in a kabedon-like pose, crowding your personal space and glaring holes into your skull. “y-yuma, i can explain,” you start, both hands up in defence but yuma was quicker, grabbing your collar and pulling you down to her level. “save it for later geek,” she growled and began dragging you away to an empty classroom. all the onlookers could only stare at both of your disappearing backs and shake their heads in pity, wishing that you weren’t going to be beaten so badly by yuma. however, after locking the classroom door, the only act of violence yuma did was pushing you down onto the floor and crashing her lips onto yours. her hands found themselves wrapped around their usual place of leisure; your throat. little by little, yuma slowly tightened her hold on you and constricting any possible air circulation all the while dominating the kiss from before. slowly, you start to feel lightheaded from the lack of oxygen going into your brain and from being kissed so harshly, bites all over your lips and even the corners of your mouth all courtesy of yuma. her hands began wandering further down your stomach and into the waistband of your pants before reaching and feeling the slick pooling in your panties and working her fingers through them. yuma leaves a final bite onto your lips before looking down at you sinisterly and removing her hand right before you felt like bursting, a dark smile on her face. “do we think bad girls get to come?”
a/n: how the hell did kei’s one get over me? anyways this might be my first and only work consisting of bully x bullied or close to the scenario i don’t think i can handle this style of banter even if intentional ૮◞‸◟˶𑁬
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