Dominant Traits

Lydia DeKay stood in front of her bathroom mirror, carefully applying a layer of mascara whilst fighting to keep her nervous hand steady. She had never been one to use makeup, feeling as though she had no need as none of the boys in her school had ever looked at her, anyway. But this was a special night — this was the night of her first date.

All throughout high-school the freckled redhead had gone unnoticed by her peers, popular and unpopular alike. She had friends, sure, though for the most part the shy, acne-ridden teenager was too awkward to attract any attention. But in the last three months things had changed. With her eighteenth birthday came the puberty she had often felt she was denied. Her acne cleared up, her hips widened, and her breasts grew two full cup sizes, going from being nearly flat chested to having a respectable set of C's.

The few friends she had had taken notice, often pointing out that she had changed for the better, but it was too little too late. She had no desires for the boys she often played Dungeons and Dragons or Magic the Gathering with. However, on one of those many nights she spent with them in their local comic book store, hours into a months-long campaign with her four best friends where she was playing an orc who dreamed of being a bard — a not so subtle reflection of her own feelings — she met Toph for the first time.

The owner, Lenny, was in the midst of an argument at the counter, debating who the best non-Peter Parker Spider-Man was. Lenny claimed it was Otto Octavius as The Superior Spider-Man, whilst the tall blond boy argued for Ben Reilly's Scarlet Spider.

"You're both wrong." Lydia called up to the counter.

"Excuse me?" Lenny asked incredulously.

"I said you're both wrong." Lydia reiterated.

"Shut up ginger, or I'll kick you all out." He threatened.

"Don't call me ginger, fatso. You know my name." She snapped back.

"Hmmph." Lenny growled, though he didn't push any further. Their relationship was antagonistic, but playful. Mostly.

"Okay, I'll bite," The blond asked as he began walking towards the table. "Who is it, then?"

"Agent Venom."

"Ha! What a stupid answer." Lenny snorted.

"Why?" The blond probed further.

"Because he's the only one who truly emulates Spider-Man. Otto was so convinced that he was

superior

to Peter that he couldn't see his own flaws, and Ben spent so much time trying not to be Peter that it drove him away from everything that made him Spider-Man in the first place." Lydia explained. "Flash idolised Spider-Man from day one, joining the army so he could be a

hero

before he was ever

super

, and when he finally got the chance to be a superhero he jumped — without legs, I might add — and became an Avenger, a Guardian, and a close ally to Spidey."

"That's... Yeah, okay, I'll accept that." The boy relented, a curious smile on his face. "I'm Toph."

"Lydia," She told him, turning back to her game. "But right now I'm Lusha Lute-Shredder."

"Rad. Can I watch?" Toph asked, curiously eyeing the table.

"I guess, but you're not gonna see much excitement, unless dice rolling is particularly interesting to you."

"Don't know until you try." He replied, pulling up a chair and sitting next to Lydia.

The game lasted another hour and fifteen minutes, and much to everyone's surprise Toph stayed the whole time, carefully watching the events unfold before him, asking questions as the campaign unfolded before them.

"Right losers, it's already 8:05, time to go." Lenny called as he was cashing up his till, having almost forgotten about the group at the table in the corner.

"Ten more minutes?" Marshall, the dungeon master, called over to him.

"Sure, for thirty bucks." Lenny proposed.

"Damn... Right, fine, we're going."

The group gathered their belongings and made their way towards the door, the four boys exiting first, Toph holding the door for all of them. When they got outside two of the boys, Curtis and Ewan, immediately went to their chained up bikes, saying goodbye only as they began to pedal away. Andrew told the group he would see them next game night, then began walking away from them, leaving only Lydia, Marshall, and the new boy Toph.

"Okay Lydia, let's go for the bus." Marshall, who had harboured a crush on his best friend for the last few months almost possessively suggested.

"You guys are getting the bus? Do you want a ride? My car is just over there." Toph offered, pointing to his silver Lexus IS300.

"Um... yeah, that would actually be great." Lydia agreed, though Marshall seemed less enthused. He quickly pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of the new boy.

"What are you—"

"Toph, short for Christopher? What's your last name?" He asked as he sent the picture to Curtis, Ewan, and Andrew. "I'm not getting in a stranger's car without enough evidence to get you locked up if you try anything."

"Marsh, calm down, he's a nice guy. He wants to be our friend."

"He wants in your panties!" Marshall retorted, causing Lydia to glare at him.

She marched over and pressed him against the wall. "Marshall! Do not embarrass me!" She angrily whispered, a tight grip on the shoulder of his shirt.

"I'd rather you were embarrassed than locked in some creepy sex dungeon! He could—" Lydia pushed him, eyes staring daggers into her friend who, despite always being a little abrasive with strangers, had never acted so unabashedly rude. She spun on her heels and took a deep breath, attempting to subside her rage.

"I... I'm sorry about Marshall. Seems he's forgotten his manners." She tried to say calmly, though her teeth were still slightly clenched.

"Yeah, I can see that. Ride's still on offer, though. For him too, I guess."

"Thank you, Toph. I'll take you up on that"

"Your uh,

friend

, can sit in the back." Toph suggested.

The ride back to Marshall's house was awkward, with him being reluctant to be the first one dropped off, but after a fiery warning from Lydia he gave up, leaving the two now alone in the car. Lydia felt her anger finally wash away as he followed her directions the last two blocks to her parents home.

"So," Toph said as he pulled up outside her driveway. "I'm sure you can tell, but I think you're kinda cute. Do you wanna... go see a movie sometime?"

"Um, yes!" Lydia excitedly replied, her heart rate quickening, palms beginning to sweat with nervous excitement.

"Great. Pick anything you like and send me the details. Here." He held out his phone, displaying his Instagram account. "Follow me and send me a message."

"I will. I... I'm really looking forward to it, Toph."

"Me too, Lydia. I'll see you soon." He placed his hand on her knee, smiling up at her.

Her body jolted with anticipation and her heart fluttered.

A boy likes me!

The feeling was entirely new to her, and she practically floated inside her house as he drove off into the distance. The smile on her face was beyond evident. As she walked into the kitchen she was greeted by her mother and father, both of whom were sitting at the kitchen table eating a bowl of marinated chicken and vegetable fried rice.

"Hey sweetie, we've just started eating, do you want a bowl?" Julia, her mother, asked, standing up to prepare it for her before getting an answer.

The woman was also a redhead, with a slightly less sparse sprinkling of freckles than her daughter, but the family resemblance was unmistakable. Their bodies were almost identical, with Julia carrying an extra fifteen pounds or so of weight, and a few laugh lines on her face, but Lydia could have been a clone of her mother, far more akin to sisters than mother and daughter. They often joked that the only thing Lydia had inherited from her father was his last name.

"No thanks, Mom, I've got a burrito in the fridge."

"No you don't," Her father guiltily called out. "Sorry honey."

"Herb!" Julia sighed. "I swear that man would eat dog food if it was left unattended."

"Okay, Mom, I'll take a bowl." Lydia said, the grin still on her face.

"You're cheery tonight," Julia said as she scooped the rice up. "Did Lusha finally find the enchanted drum?"

"No, still a while away from that. It's... Well, a boy asked me out!" Lydia blurted out.

"Oh sweetie, that's lovely. Did you meet him at the store?" Julia enquired.

"What's that now?" Herbert called out from the table.

"Mm-hmm," Lydia enthusiastically nodded her head. "He was talking about Spider-Man comics with Lenny and I told him my opinion which he agreed with and then he watched us play for over an hour and he's really cute and he drove me home and then asked me to go see a movie with him..." Lydia finally stopped to take a breath. "And... I think Marshall's mad at me." She said, her smile turning awkward and sideways.

"Oh darling,"

"You got in a strange boy's car?" Herbert worriedly asked.

"I'm sure Marshall is just jealous. You've grown up a lot in these last six months, I'll bet he's got a bit of a crush on you. His feelings are probably all over the place." Julia surmised.

"I kinda pushed him."

"Hard?"

"Kinda."

"Did he deserve it?

"...Kinda?" She tilted her head slightly.

"Well then, tomorrow you can apologise to one another, and then,

hopefully

things will go back to normal. Until then," Julia handed the bowl of food to her daughter. "No point in letting the food go cold. Let's eat."

"Is no one even listening to me?" Herbert asked, exasperated, as the two women sat back down.

"Herbert, when I was eighteen years old,

you

were the strange boy who was offering

me

a ride home. It's perfectly natural."

"I... suppose. But you be careful, Lydia. Boys are... Well, we're more trouble than we're worth."

"I will, Dad."

#

"Oh sweetie, you look beautiful." Julia said as she walked in on her daughter, clasping her hands together with pride.

Lydia was wearing a deep navy blue sweater and a black skirt that came just above the knees, a pair of black knee high socks and her favourite pair of floral print Dr Martens. It was the first time since Lydia was six that Julia had seen her with lipstick on, the pale pink complimenting her naturally pale tone perfectly. Despite being a complete amateur when it came to make-up, she had done a great job.

Thank you YouTube tutorials

.

"Thanks, Mom." Lydia said, her smile wide and genuine.

"Your father would go crazy if he saw you like this." She giggled.

"I know." She laughed along. "When is he back from uncle Gary's?"

"God knows. Your uncle is taking the separation hard."

"Then maybe he shouldn't have fucked another woman."

"Lyddie! Language!" Her mother scolded.

"Come on, Mom, I'm not a kid anymore."

"Oh trust me, I can see that..." Julia faltered. "Which is why I want you to take this." She reached into her pocket and produced a pack of six condoms.

"Mom!"

"This is not permission to use them, not that I could stop you, it's just... It's better to have them and not need them..."

"

Than need them and not have them

. I know." Lydia nodded, nervously taking the packet and putting them in her bag. "Thank you." She silently mouthed.

"Oh, my little girl is all grown up." Julia pushed her hands to her chest, smiling a wide smile of pride. Just then a horn sounded outside and Lydia's whole face flashed with excitement.

"I'll be back by midnight, don't wait up." Lydia kissed her mother's cheek and stomped down the stairs towards the door.

"Eleven-thirty!" Julia reflexively called after her, clasping her eyes shut and grimacing after she said it. "Or twelve, you know what you're doing. I trust you!" She followed up, all of her emotions in a strange whirlpool of bewilderment. She hadn't been this confused when

she

was dating.

"Love you!" The door slammed, and Julia went to pour herself a glass of wine.

#

"He's for sure crushing on you." Toph explained as he and Lydia shared some food.

He had picked her up two hours before their movie so they could grab a bite to eat beforehand, though neither were hungry enough for a full meal, so they decided to split a pizza at a nearby Italian bistro.

"Marshall? My Mom said the same thing, but I think he's just protective..."

"He accused me of wanting to kidnap you and drag you down into a sex dungeon. Now, whilst that might sound fun, I would definitely ask first. Boy wants you bad."

Lydia felt a twinge of arousal between her legs, so she crossed them as subtly as she could, though it didn't stop the excitement in her rapidly engorging vulva. She could feel her pulse in her clit.

"Well..." Lydia gulped. "At least you'd ask first." She joked.

"Hmm. Maybe Marsh had reason to be jealous. Sounds like you don't hate the idea."

"Well,

hate

is a strong word." She replied, and they both shared a giggle.

"I'll remember that, might have to renovate the basement a little. Seems like a waste of a good bedroom, though."

"Now that sounds like even more fun." She replied, her voice slightly more husky than before. She was rapidly becoming turned on.

Lydia had not only never received any significant attention from the boys in and around her social group before, she had never seen any significant attention from her own curiosity. Despite an ever expanding libido due to her rapidly changing hormones, she had never masturbated, never explored herself, and certainly never had an orgasm. Now she was less than an hour into a date with the first cute boy who had given her any attention and she was already reaching boiling point. Her pussy ached for attention.

"Well, I suppose, I know where you live, it would only be fair if I showed you where I live after the movie."

"Uh... we could... could skip the movie? I'd really like for you to kiss me." She suggested, biting her lower lip and gripping the table tightly.

"Oh, now I like the sound of that." Toph agreed as he pulled out his wallet and left three tens under the half finished plate, then got up and walked to his car hand in hand with Lydia.

Once inside the car he leaned over and their lips met for the first time. Electricity surged through Lydia and she felt as though her pussy may explode. She could feel the moisture soaking into her panties, the musky heat making her thighs sticky in anticipation. Toph placed his hand on her knee as his tongue entered her mouth and she sunk into him, her enthusiasm making up for her inexperience as she kissed back with fervour.

This went on for around five minutes, his hand slowly sliding its way up her leg as their tongues danced and proved in each other's mouths. It probed curiously, almost sharply, but she was just happy to have it in there. Soon he could feel the clammy heat around her sex, the car now filled with the telltale smell of arousal. Her own hands had stayed on his shoulders, his arms, and occasionally on his face, but his erection was obvious through his trousers, and she had caught herself peeking at it whenever she had the opportunity. She desperately wanted to see it out of its confinement.

"You can touch it." Toph confirmed after finally catching her stealing a glance.

Without hesitation Lydia's hands grasped at his belt, undoing the buckle in an instant, then popping four buttons to reveal his red boxer shorts. Her confidence waned as she reached for the waistband, but her animalistic desire compelled her forward, freeing a throbbing penis that was much larger than she expected. Her emotions became conflicted, her hunger yearned to have it inside of her, but she didn't know if she could manage its full length. But still she reached out, her pale, freckled hand seeming smaller than ever, and she began to tentatively stroke him.

"Ohh yeah," He moaned, leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes.

Lydia took this chance to examine it, the rigid yet soft feeling of the fleshy shaft, the thick bulge that seemed to run along the underside from base to tip, the small blue veins that marked its entire surface, and the shiny purplish-pink head at its apex, tiny globules of translucent liquid forming around the opening.

Without even realising what she was doing she leaned forward and took it in her mouth. Well, half of it, anyway. Toph moaned in shock and pleasure, his hands reaching out for the back of her head, gripping her red hair in his fingers. She felt the slight tug and another jolt in her nether regions, then continued on with her task with a newfound urgency. His hand guided her speed, and after a couple of minutes his tip was hitting the back of her throat, a coat of saliva now encircling the base of his cock and most of his pubic hair. More than once she felt herself gag but forced herself to power through, determined to impress Toph enough to want to do this again. This was going to earn her the title of

girlfriend

.

"Oh God, I'm close, I'm... Ugh!" He grunted, his grip on her hair tightening, pushing her face down even further than it had been before.

Lydia let herself be pushed down and relaxed her throat as best she could, desperate not to gag this time, and then her eyes bulged as she felt his cock throb once, twice, thrice, four...

five

times, each one pumping a thick load of semen straight down her oesophagus. She did her best to rapidly tongue his member whilst he came, and if the noises he made were any indication he thoroughly appreciated her efforts. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity had passed she felt his erection begin to soften and ease its way out of her throat, then he released his grip on her hair and she was free, pulling herself off of him. She gasped, taking a breath she hadn't even realised she had needed, and began panting for air, only just realising she had been holding her breath for close to a minute due to the placement of his dick.

"God damn Lydia, I'd kiss you if you didn't have cum dripping out of your nose." Toph said through rapid breaths, then laughed to himself as she wiped it on the back of her hand. "But hey, let's get you off, too. You deserve it after what you just did." He commented as he reached forward, his hand making its way straight up her skirt this time. No subtlety, no inching, just straight to the point.

Not that Lydia minded. The girl had no idea what the release of orgasm would feel like, but somewhere deep down she knew she needed it. Desperately, hungrily needed it. She spread her legs as far as his car would allow and let his hand go wherever it pleased.

"God you are so wet. So hot." Toph lustily spoke as Lydia closed her eyes and licked her lips, her panties being pulled to her ankles. "So... so... What the fuck?" Toph growled, his voice changing to... angry?

No, that can't be right

. Lydia shook her head and opened her eyes, looking at her soon to be lover. But her suspicion was correct. He had a scowl on his face, his eyebrows narrowed in her direction. "What's... Toph, what's wrong?" She asked, reaching for him.

"Don't fucking touch me!" He slapped her hand away, pulling back in his seat. "You're fucked up, you know that? Letting me think you're a fucking girl. Tricking me into getting my dick sucked by a little faggot." He spat the words violently, slamming his hands against the dash of the car. "Get the fuck out before I kick your ass."

"Toph, what the hell? I'm a girl. Why... why are you saying this?" Lydia almost pleaded, reaching out for him.

"Don't fucking touch me! I felt it..." He looked at the windows, making sure no one was around to hear. "I felt your fucking dick." He angrily whispered. "What are you, a sissy? A tranny? Jesus, you can't do this shit to people, it's like... you basically just fucking raped me... Oh God."

"Toph, I'm a girl, I don't—"

"Shut the fuck up! Get out! Now!" He screamed, his eyes burning with a rage that filled Lydia with fear.