"Take her as far as the school and then find me. Don't screw up; I'll be watching." -- Torment, Lauren Kate (A Fallen Novel)
A Zig Novak/Katie Matlin/Alex Rose (OC) one shot where Zig’s working for Alex, who basically is an asshole who uses him to get sex from Katie. Zig delivers Katie to the school as asked, though gets a surprise when Alex has a camera and other plans. Word count: 2500+
Saturday night. Finally. Zig had spent all week waiting for a break from school, and now it was finally his. Nothing could stop him from kicking up his feet and relaxing in front of the television for a movie marathon with practically a mountain of snacks to keep him going until the early hours of the morning. It was going to be a good night.
Or so he thought. Sitting on the coffee table, his phone buzzed with incoming texts. He wasn’t going to answer it, but he noticed who it was from and there was no way he couldn’t. Not unless he wanted to never have any more Saturdays.
It was from Alex Rose. Alex was one of those guys that as soon as you get involved with him, you can’t get out. You could dye your hair, change your name, move to New Zealand and start a sheep farm and he’d still probably find a way to track you down. Your only option was to do what he says, or end up in a body bag. Sometimes Zig thinks the body bag might be a safer option. At least he wouldn’t be played like a puppet anymore.
Alex: I need you tonight. Found some new handcuffs and I need to test them out. Alex: Make sure she’s clear it’s a date. The red thong’s my favourite. Alex: Take her as far as the school and then find me. Don’t screw up. I’ll be watching.
Zig didn’t have to ask who he meant. He’d been on these little missions before, heard about the others Alex got up to, and even if it wasn’t always her, it all came down to one girl: Katie Matlin. Zig could see the appeal. Katie was smart, was head of the newspaper team and even was class president, and she used to be captain of the soccer team at Degrassi until her knee injury. She could joke around but still cut you with one of her sarcastic remarks. That wasn’t why Alex liked her though, and Zig knew it. Alex - and Zig, if he was honest - liked Katie because she was hot. Her post break up makeover had done her well, with her new wardrobe and dyed black hair cut in a fringe suiting her perfectly. Not to mention her figure, which had stayed as fit and lovely as it was in her soccer days. Zig wasn’t going to admit to thinking that though; he didn’t want to die over a comment on Katie’s boobs - which, for the record, he wasn’t staring at, she just bent down in front of him one time and where else was he going to look?
So of course he went straight to Katie’s number. All the messages looked the same - all these plans for supposed dates and meet ups that were all a ploy to get her to Alex. Zig honestly didn’t understand why she kept saying yes; she had to know by now that was how it went. He couldn’t tell that Katie was only doing it to make sure that nothing bad happened to Zig. She cared about him more than he’d ever understand.
Zig: Kitkat, I feel like going for a walk and I don’t want to be alone.
It didn’t take long for the reply to come through. It never did.
Katie: Baby Novak scared of the dark? ;)
They were always like that. They were constantly teasing each other with blatant sexual tension that they would resolve if it weren’t for Alex. If Alex found out they were doing anything behind his back, they’d be done for. Teasing was enough to keep them going.
Zig: That’s Daddy Novak to you ;) Zig: Come by my place and I’ll take you on the walk of your life.
Zig knew it was wrong. He knew he shouldn’t push it too far because knowing Alex he tapped his phone, but he couldn’t help himself. Whenever he flicked over to his conversation with Katie, he couldn’t stop himself from typing out whatever came to his mind. He didn’t know if he was doing it because she was the one thing he couldn’t have or because he genuinely liked her. It didn’t matter - either way wasn’t going to end well for him.
Katie: Better go match my underwear then, hmm? ;)
Zig did not imagine Katie in her underwear. Zig did not push away the feeling that gave him. What are you talking about?
Zig: See you soon kitkat :)
After putting his phone down, Zig abandoned his set up on the couch, as much as it pained him to do so, and headed into his room. If he was going to do this, he may as well look nice. He changed into a pair of black jeans and a biker jacket that at least made him look like a badass, even if he was just a good guy who got caught up in some shitty things. He quickly styled - ahem, ran his fingers a few times through - his hair, and went in search of some gum on the off-chance he would get a little lucky.
It didn’t take long for Katie to arrive, and when he opened the door Zig just about died. Katie was not dressed for a walk. Katie was dressed for clubbing and wasted sex in the back of her car. Her hair was as sleek and straight as ever, her eyes outlined in thick winged liner, and her body (barely) covered in a tight black dress that showed a lot of cleavage (Zig’s still not looking holy shit) with a long black cardigan over the top to dress it down. Zig wanted to throw caution to the wind and take her up to his bedroom right now.
But he didn’t, of course. Instead he greeted her with a bright smile, “It’s a nice night, isn’t it Matlin?”
"Didn’t know you appreciated that kind of thing, Novak."
"You don’t know a lot of things about me, Matlin."
"Enlighten me."
"Not a chance."
They continued like that the whole way from his front door all the way to the Degrassi grounds. They were always comfortable with each other, ever since they’d first met one day when Zig had been over at the Matlin’s house for a study session with Maya. They’d teased each other then, and it had developed into these little games they played with each other. Katie would dress as sexy as she could to mess with Zig - which he didn’t masturbate to later where do you get these crazy ideas from - and Zig would get away with anything he could. Teasing, innuendoes, casual touching, anything really. It was how they worked and even though it drove them crazy they couldn’t put the breaks on their mess of a relationship.
"So," Katie sighed once they’d reached the front steps of the school and were sitting down. "Where does this end?"
"In the back of your car, hopefully," Zig smirked, though he knew that wasn’t what she meant. He didn’t want to talk like that though, not when Alex was probably hiding in the trees just across the street watching them. He really didn’t want to mess this up.
Katie wouldn’t take it though. “Zig.”
"I have to go, Katie. I’m sorry," he said genuinely, and he just hoped she could see that. "If things could be different…"
"I understand," Katie nodded, lips pursed. She wanted to say more, but she knew she wasn’t going to get any more out of him. She could never get him to open up to her about anything about him that really mattered, none of the emotional stuff that friends were supposed to tell each other. She figured it was just because of the Alex thing, but she couldn’t be sure since she never learned the deeper side of Zig. He could actually be a sheep farmer and she wouldn’t even know.
"I’ll see you later then?" Zig said weakly, to which she just waved him a goodbye. It killed him to walk away when he knew what was going to happen to her, especially since he literally just walked her into it, but he had no other choice. He was in too deep with Alex.
Zig knew where Alex was going to be. If you stood on the side of the building behind the greenhouse, no one from the road could see you. It was the perfect place to go when you had to hide. He was surprised when he arrived though to see Alex standing there with his car keys in hand. He didn’t have a chance to ask, since as soon as Alex saw him he shoved them in his hand. “Get in the car, Novak. Plan’s changed. No questions. Just get in.”
Dumbfounded, Zig nodded in a daze before he headed to the otherwise empty carpark. He didn’t get it. His job was to get Katie in position. He was never taken any further than this. What was going on?
Even when Alex arrived with Katie a few minutes later, nothing was explained. Alex demanded silence the whole ride over, and Zig and Katie just sat in the back seats avoiding each other’s eyes. When they were walking up to Alex’s apartment they didn’t acknowledge each other either. They were both too confused and honestly scared of even looking at each other in case Alex snapped.
"Alright, you two," Alex said once he led them into his bedroom. It was surprisingly neat; at least one half of it was anyway. The bed was made, the bedside tables were clean and there was nothing on the floor; the only mess of clothes seemed to be along one wall. The one wall that the camera set up on a tripod couldn’t capture. Oh. /Oh./
"Come on, don’t be shy," Alex rolled his eyes when he realised that the two of them hadn’t moved. "I was going to do this myself but Zig looked like he was going to come his pants when he saw you in that filthy dress, so I thought this might be more interesting. So go on. I need some good film."
Alex had been watching them the whole time. Of course he had. Of. Fucking. Course.
"Who’s seeing this?" Katie asked warily, her eyes never leaving the bed. Her body was still, but her heart was racing. Was this actually happening?
"Scared you’re gonna flash your tits to the world?" Alex smirked. "You’re good, but you’re not /that/ good. It’s for me and a couple of friends."
"Fuck you," Katie said so carelessly that Zig was honestly surprised. He wouldn’t dare talk like that to Alex, not without expecting some kind of punishment. Maybe this was just how they worked.
Alex handed Zig a condom with the words, “Go for your life,” and that was that. Sure, filming a porno for some sick fucker and his friends wasn’t the ideal way to go, but if this was the only way Zig was getting some action with Katie he wasn’t going to say no. As soon as the two of them had moved their way onto the bed, they were all over each other. They didn’t bother with the slow first touches; they were too hungry for each other to stop themselves from kissing hard and gripping each other’s clothes. It was all tongue and moans until they were stripped down to their underwear - that’s where the real fun started.
"God you’re gorgeous," Zig mumbled against her lips as his hands worked over her bare skin. Katie shivered at the touch, and she moved onto his lap to get closer to him.
"They’re all yours tonight babe," Katie smirked as she pressed her chest against his. She could already tell he was hard, but that one movement seemed to have more of an effect on him that it really should’ve. She began grinding her hips down hard against his, and she was rewarded with the sound of his low moan. "This feel good babe?"
Zig moved his hands up her back to unhook her bra strap, and she let it fall off her shoulders before tossing it aside. He grabbed her bare breasts, eliciting a moan from her that he never thought he’d get to hear. “You tell me, baby.”
They continued that for a while, grinding and massaging and talking dirty like they’d never get to do this again. Which, to be fair, they probably wouldn’t, not unless Alex came up with some crazy idea to film a porn series of the two of them. Like a How To of different sex styles, starting off with How To Fuck Like Horny Teenagers Who Have Wanted This For Months.
As soon as their underwear was off, the shiny packet was ripped open and the condom was slipped on. They didn’t bother with more foreplay; they knew they wouldn’t last for the main thing if they started touching each other. Katie, still on his lap, lowered herself onto him with a loud moan. Apart from Alex, she had only had sex with one other guy, but neither of them could compare to Zig. Zig was impressive, oh god Katie struggled to hold onto her approaching orgasm with him sliding deep inside her. It was almost embarrassing how close they were when they’d only just started, not to mention that Alex was still in the room operating the camera the entire time. This was going to be one short but utterly hot film for his friends.
Katie started bouncing on him, each time moaning at how full she felt with Zig inside her. She needed him deeper, harder, so when Zig pushed her down after a while she didn’t stop him. With his eyes dark green with desire, she could tell he needed it too. It didn’t take long for Zig to find his rhythm, to start pounding into her and moaning filthy things in her ear in a broken voice.
"I don’t… I don’t think I can…" Katie struggled to say in between breaths. On his next thrust, Zig pulled almost all away out before slamming into her, hitting her right in the g-spot. It caught Katie off-guard and she couldn’t stop herself from coming with a shout, no matter how much she wanted to hold out. Zig continued his movements, riding her out through her high until his rhythm faltered and he came undone above her.
As they both tried to catch their breaths, neither of them made any effort to untangle themselves from each other. They were hot and sweaty and completely ridiculously happy. How had this happened? Things like this don’t just happen. If this was wrong, neither of them wanted to be right.
"Okay, you’re done here. Get your dirty asses off my bed," Alex demanded once he’d switched off the recording. "You can find your own way home."
And they did, and Zig snuck back into his bedroom thanking the god of good Saturdays for giving him the weirdest, most fucking brilliant night of his life.
