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Tweak says, "we named the monkey Jack"

Hope Duffield (equestri) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2025-05-15 12:24:00

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hope duffield, prince john

WHO: Hope Duffield, Prince John
WHEN: Thursday evening
WHERE: His place
WHAT: Grooming, manipulation, bad stuff
WARNINGS: TBA but bad

Hope had been at her job for five and a half months now, and she had worked her way up to PA already. She was incredibly pleased to had achieved that under her own steam, and far too inexperienced to realise that -in fact - she hadn't. It wasn't her own steam at all. It was grooming. The pitying looks she occasionally got from older staff she misread as jealousy. To her, she had gotten her position because she was incredible. But it was her first job. How was she to know no one worked their way up from intern to PA in five months without neoptism or favourtism or something darker? Though to be fair, with Hope it could had been any of those things - being the daughter of a senator. But it wasn't, and the older women in the office knew. They also knew they couldn't say a word.

Not that Hope would have listened anyway. John had told her some people might be jealous of how trusted she was, and they might talk behind her back. She was used to that anyway, and it didn't bother her. He had said they might lie to scare her off, but Hope had assured him she wasn't that easily scared. She was strong! She knew what she was doing!

Which was why, when a text came in from John as she was already cleaning her desk to head home, she answered it. I need a file now, no questions! You are the only one I can trust with this. Get the files off my desk, I trust you in my office not to snoop, and then bring them to my home.

She was the only one he trusted! She was exhausted and hungry, and she was supposed to watch White Lotus with Tori later, but she was trusted and she couldn't let John down. It sounded so important. And she wouldn't want to let him down. She shot off a text to Tori to tell her that she needed a raincheck and then another one to John to tell him she was on her way. He could count on her! That was why she had the job, after all!

She arrived at his doorstep, cheeks a little red from the jog from the Uber. But she was smiling when she buzzed up. She had the files in a manila envelope clutched close to her chest, and if it had been raining she would have shoved them under her light spring jacket. Luckily, everything was dry and she wouldn't be seen as having failed him.

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phony_king
2025-05-15 12:30 pm UTC (link)

"Of course you are. Didn't you realise?" John liked that she was comfortable next to him. She wasn't pulling away and putting space between them as he lounged next to her, his fingers brushing the back of her hand. "You're smart and loyal and beautiful... You've left quite the impression on me." His gaze was darkening as he glanced at her lips, his fingers moving to stroke the inside of her wrist. They were both well past the point of calling this a misunderstanding now, she only had to realise what was about to happen.

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equestri
2025-05-15 12:35 pm UTC (link)

He'd spent so much time, over the last five months, gracing her with little touches, that she didn't really think anything of this. She was high on sugar and buzzed on wine, and feeling dopey from the music, and so what if a powerful man who said she was his favorite wanted to stroke her wrist a little. It was harmless, right?

It wasn't like it was going to go any further.

"You have left an impression on me too," she nodded, "you do such amazing work, and you work so hard, but then you do beautiful things like play the piano with such heart, and make delicious food - I like that I get to know that part of you."

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phony_king
2025-05-15 12:46 pm UTC (link)

Such a sweet girl. John was 80% sure she had no idea, and 20% thinking she was as attracted to him as he was to her- only maybe she just had to realise it.

"You know what else I'm good at? Foot rubs for your aching feet." John sat up and pulled Hope's foot into his lap and began to rub the ball of her bare foot with his thumbs. "I have rave Yelp reviews on this. Much positive feedback. Just lie back and relax. You know, I like that I get to know you better too. It may look glamorous, living here, but it can be lonely. Thank you for seeing that I'm more than just the job." He was trying to subtly angle her leg so he could see up her skirt, thanking God for a warm day and bare legs. And this way, foot rub could turn to ankle, to calf and then thigh...

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equestri
2025-05-15 12:50 pm UTC (link)

He didn't give her a chance to say no, and now her feet were in his hands, and it felt good, even though this- This was too far, right? "Y-you don't have to do that," she stammered, trying to be polite about it. But this was more than just little hand touches, and all of a sudden she kind of wanted to leave. But he had hold of her feet, so it wasn't like she could go anywhere. And she wanted to keep her job so she couldn't hurt his feelings.

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phony_king
2025-05-15 01:13 pm UTC (link)

"I want to. I want to make you feel good." John smiled at her, keeping relaxed and calm. Her feet were so shapely as he ran his hands over them, so cute and nicely formed, just like the rest of her. He was alert to her mood and he didn't want to give her a chance to back out before he could convince her that she did want him, actually. "Hope, you... You must know how brilliant you are. Dressed in these cute outfits in the office, your social media posts- Can you blame a man for not being able to get you out of his head?" His hands were on her ankles, rubbing upwards to the undersides of her knees, caressing the shape of her. She wasn't lying flat, just watching him, and he caught her eyes, trying to appear non-threatening, but by God, the temptation to spread her knees apart and slide between her thighs-

Instead, he leaned in and kissed her, his mouth soft on hers, one hand coming up to cradle her jaw and slide his fingers back into her hair. Her mouth was delectable, and he was going to coax some responsiveness out of her. Hadn't she just said he'd already left an impression on her?

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equestri
2025-05-15 01:20 pm UTC (link)

Oh god-

Hope's head was spinning as John kissed her and how had she let this happen?! Oh Jesus, this was not good, this was not good at all. Her body went stiff as his fingers slid into her hair, and she wanted to push him away. If she did that though, she might as well kiss her job goodbye.

Her stomach turned to ice, and she didn't kiss him back, but she didn't stop him either. She had to figure out how to get out of here. And just never come back again.

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phony_king
2025-05-15 01:29 pm UTC (link)

John broke the kiss, but he didn't pull back very far. "Don't be scared," he murmured, stroking her cheek with his thumb. "Nothing bad will happen to you, I promise." She might be worried about what would happen at work after this, but he wasn't going to fire her. Retaliatory firings cost a fuckload of money and a watertight NDA to sweep under the rug. He didn't want to have to pay her off. He wanted her to kiss him back. And let him fuck her, but the kissing part would come first. Then he'd come later, ha ha.

She was so beautiful in the low light, her hair glowing like burnished copper, that sweet concerned little look on her face. He had to kiss her again, finding her quite irresistible.

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equestri
2025-05-15 01:35 pm UTC (link)

She was scared and she was sure that showed on her face. It wasn't just her job she was worried about though, it was what was happening right here and now. She didn't want this at all. In fact her body was screaming that all of this had to stop right away. The idea of kissing John further made her feel sick. And she hadn't even thought to consider anything else.

She had to get this to stop right now, and she had to do it in a way where he wouldn't feel bad or rejected. She pulled back and said, "please, you- you don't have to- Please, I should go."

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phony_king
2025-05-15 01:47 pm UTC (link)

"Go? But you've been drinking, I can't let you run into the street half drunk. How would that look?" John looked at her, all skittish and nervous. He didn't want to spook her now. Damn, maybe he should've encouraged more wine. He'd thought- he'd hoped- that she was at least a little sexually interested in him, underneath. Maybe she was only trying to save face?

"Fuck," he hissed, turning his face away. "God, I'm an ass. How stupid of me to think-" He gritted his teeth, looking as self-flagellating as he could. "How could someone as young and beautiful as you ever see something in me? I thought- You've been so eager to spend time with me, I thought you wanted- fuck!"

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equestri
2025-05-15 01:51 pm UTC (link)

It was the perfect play, because Hope had spent her life learning how to placate people in positions of power when they were losing their shit. And guilt worked on her. She knew her place.

She knew her place.

It was like something clicked in her head and her entire body when numb as she said, "it's not that! It's just- I don't want to get you into trouble. Would- No one can know about this...right?" Oh god, that wasn't what she wanted to say at all, but it was what came out. "You're not stupid. You're not."

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phony_king
2025-05-15 02:05 pm UTC (link)

John heard that, the keeping secrets thing, and felt the hint of a breakthrough. "No, nobody needs to know," he was quick to say, though he still looked pained. "I don't want to hurt you. People told me you were talking about me and I just assumed- God, I have been damn stupid to think you'd ever want me outside of what I can offer you professionally. I just thought tonight was so perfect here with you. You're so lovely."

Was... she the one using her looks to tease her way up? Well he didn't say so. Maybe someone else had. She'd never know.

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equestri
2025-05-15 02:09 pm UTC (link)

People had said she was talking about him? What had they been saying?! But here John was feeling so embarrassed and she couldn't let that continue. Calm the situation, feed the ego, let him hear what he wanted to hear so she was safe.

"No, you- You're not stupid," she repeated. "And you're not hurting me. Please, I didn't mean- I don't know how to do any of this," she admitted, blushing furiously now. "I'm not- I haven't really...done this." She'd kissed people before, but not ever really seriously. And nothing beyond that.

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phony_king
2025-05-15 02:23 pm UTC (link)

John inhaled and suppressed his initial reaction. She was a virgin! Well of course she was, fucking puritanical conservative morons. He'd thought she been with someone before- well, he'd speculated- Fuck, now he just wanted her more. He had an urge to claim her and open her mind to the possibilities for them both.

But he said, "That's okay," in a very soothing and calm tone, and reached out to gently put his hand under her chin so she'd lift her face to meet his eyes. "Hope... I don't blame you, I don't judge you. I can show you how?" A softly wheedling question, with heavy implications. "Just a kiss, for a stupid man befuddled by your beauty."

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equestri
2025-05-15 02:28 pm UTC (link)

She did not want to at all, but now she didn't think there was any other way of getting out of here without blowing everything up. How had she ended up in this fucking mess?! God she was so stupid. She deserved every second of this.

But yeah, she could give him a kiss because just doing it was going to be easier than continuing to hesitate. That would just draw this out. So she nodded and leaned in, pressing their lips together with no idea of even what to do after that.

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phony_king
2025-05-15 02:35 pm UTC (link)

John let out a soft sigh of satisfaction, the only external betrayal of his internal elation. Her mouth was so tense and pursed that he had to stroke her cheek gently to encourage her to relax. If she followed his lead, he could make this good for both of them, so he kept his mouth soft and didn't push too hard until she got the hang of it. She might even begin to enjoy it once she surrendered to it, if she let herself.

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	equestri 2025-05-16 03:16 am UTC (link)
	Hope relaxed her mouth, though she wouldn't call what she was actually relaxed by any means. She just wasn't fighting against it with inaction any more. This was clearly happening, and getting through it so she could go home was all she could think of. So she surrendered to it, letting him deepen the kiss, and following his lead. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

phony_king
2025-05-16 08:24 am UTC (link)

He'd show her it was good. He'd make her realise how pleasurable this could be, and then she'd want more- Hell, she'd beg for more. She was just trying to be modest and he respected that, that whole Baby It's Cold Outside thing where she had to pretend like she wasn't into it so he wouldn't think she was a slut. He liked it when they acted coy.

And of course "just a kiss" wasn't just that at all. He leaned into her, one arm wrapping around her waist to pull her close against his side as he kissed her, his tongue teasing at her lips to encourage her to open up to him. She was still holding back, the sweet thing. She just had to trust he knew what he was doing and then she'd be okay.

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equestri
2025-05-16 08:36 am UTC (link)

She opened her lips, but only because that would move this along. Her mind was sliding out of her body, and it was a good thing. Otherwise she would be thinking over and over about how this could not be her first time. It could not be. She wanted romance and flowers and being swept off her feet. Or hell, even to be with someone she liked. This was- This was awful. She didn't want it to be like this.

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phony_king
2025-05-16 08:43 am UTC (link)

"You can touch me, it's okay," John said softly, his tone warm and encouraging. "I won't bite, unless you want me to." He chuckled softly at his little joke and kissed her again, his mouth traveling down her jaw, soft stubble scratch on her skin. He held her firmly close with his one arm around her waist, and murmured, "Can I touch you?" as he did it anyway, his other hand covering her breast over her dress, gently massaging and trying to find her nipple through the fabric to rub over it. He ached to see her naked. He wanted to see if she had freckles all over. He hoped she didn't wax all over, because he missed the old days where women actually had body hair. He'd find out soon enough.

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	equestri 2025-05-16 09:09 am UTC (link)
	God, she did not want him to bite her. What she did want, was for this to be over. So when he asked if he could touch her, she said yes. "I- I don't know how to- I don't know how to touch you," she said shyly, her breath hitching in her throat as he touched her breast and she felt equal parts horrified and aroused. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

phony_king
2025-05-16 09:18 am UTC (link)

John smiled indulgently. So she wasn't putting it on that she was inexperienced, or if she was, she was a bloody good actress. "I'll show you," he said, taking her hand and placing it on his chest. "You'll get it. Just do what feels good. That's it." He wanted to put her hand on his crotch but he didn't want to spook her when she was just warming up. "You can unbutton my shirt if you want to."

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equestri
2025-05-16 09:25 am UTC (link)

Why did he keep saying 'if you want to'?! Of course she didn't fucking want to, he was old enough to be her dad! She reached out, her fingers trembling, and she tried to unbutton it, but she fumbled. "I- I don't-" Her hand was on his chest and she could feel his heartbeat under her palm and she tried to imagine this was happening with anyone else. Maybe Henry Cavil.

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phony_king
2025-05-16 09:46 am UTC (link)

"It's okay," John soothed, covering her hand with his. "You'll get there, it's fine. No rush." This was his favourite role, the sexy mentor schooling the maidens in the pleasures of the flesh. They'd get to the point where she would eagerly undress him, but he might have to leave something to look forward to. He kissed her fingers and then held her chin to kiss her mouth again until she started reciprocating- perhaps not enthusiastically, but at least she was trying. "Put your arms around my shoulders. Good girl."

And then he rested his hand on her knee, his thumb stroking the inside of it, waiting for her to grow used to the touch before he rubbed his hand higher up her thigh in little increments, back and forth, inexorable as the creeping of the tide as his tongue slid against hers and his other arm drew her into his lap.

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equestri
2025-05-16 10:00 am UTC (link)

Oh god, was this how it was supposed to feel? This sort of crawling dread, mixed with the betrayal of her body? None of her fantasies had been like this, but maybe this was what real sex was like. Life wasn't a storybook. Or an A03 smut fic, read under the covers at midnight, her hands between her legs.

Her legs widened without realising she was doing it, because she both wanted that hand far away from her, and creeping upwards. At least he had silenced her awkwardness with his tongue. And she was clinging on to him which meant he didn't have to touch his...anything.

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phony_king
2025-05-16 10:15 am UTC (link)

John felt her leg shift and smiled slightly against her lips. Curious, was she? The skin of her inner thigh was soft and warm, and his fingers crept upwards to brush over the gusset of her underwear. He stroked two fingers upwards, wanting to feel her shiver against him when he found her clit through the fabric, stroking until the fabric was damp and he would slip his finger past the elastic to touch her. Her pussy was smooth, damn it, seemed she succumbed to beauty standards just like the rest of them. Oh well, beggars couldn't be choosers.

"It feels good, doesn't it?" he murmured, watching her face as he played with her, teasing her clit but not yet pushing in.