[IMAC-R] If Cupid Were a Devil

[Jack McCarthy]

As Oney talked Jack couldn’t help but feel tense, but in a good kind of way, like a small child next in line to see Santa Claus in the mail, intimidated by being in the presence of someone who had sway over if he had a merry Christmas or not –Well, Jack’s Christmas were hardly what you would describe “Merry” but the gifts would somehow lessen the blow – yet looking forward to it and excited the closer the closer you got.

…That was a far way to describe how Jack was feeling right now, it was almost like he jittery about putting his foot in his mouth and scaring her off, she would really like the pleasure of Oney’s company, after all who else would want to converse with Jack after their first “Exposure” to him. He didn’t even talk all that much with his best friend these days who was busy with her boyfriend so Jack hasn’t really been conversing much these days at least in a positive way. He didn’t want to lose her.

As always when Jack felt the familiar sting of nerves his body language became…for want of a better word more “Jitttery” Then usual, his foot tapping against the floor in rapid secession almost subconsciously, not even aware she was doing it. Before shrugging off Oney’s words “Please. I could pull the fuck out of any kind of dress. I would look good in anything, even a wedding dress ‘dearly beloved we have gathered here today to check me the fuck out!” Jack said with gusto, internally wincing as the compulsive need to talk bullshit kick in, he seemed to do it a lot more when he was nervous.

Jack looked momentarily confused as if he couldn’t understand the mere notion of someone thinking having a drink was a bad idea “Oh come on, Oh course it’s a good idea. Oney, have you known me to have stupid idea?” Jack said with no hint of irony, considering that Oney found him elbow deep in a vending machine “It’ll be fun”

And then Priya made her entrance and like always when Jack was confronted by an attractive girl and his head turned momentarily away from Oney and towards her older friend, Sorry Oney, Jack was like a cat mesmerized by a lazar pointer at times when it came to most girls, Even through when Priya complimented him on how good looking he was a lazy smile lifted his face turning to Oneyka “You told her I was good looking? Well, not to brag because being the well mannered perfect little gentle man that I am I tried to stay away from it as much as I can but…yeah I’m totally the best looking guy in the room I mean…come on”



He was a man who knew an insult when he heard one and he was pretty sure the girl, just took a shot at his chosen attire…he thinks…Maybe…Was she? Yeah she was…Right? Right. She can turn up her nose all she wanted, Jack was having a good time and a snide comment from someone wasn’t going to chance that,  “Yeah... I left my monocle and top hat at home. I'm not a suit and tie guy but it's cool because again not to brag but I’m pretty much a pioneer of fashion. When you have a look that works, why change it? That’s my motto”

[Oneyka A. Duffuor]

A brow was raised.

His sudden amount of arrogance given to her had been in a much bigger dosage than what she was used to, but then again last she saw him, his "life was in danger" or whatever he called it, so he had seemed much more "nicer" then. Well, she was certain the ignorance was still there, not too surprised. Didn't change the fact that noting it but for now she would take the pride in not trying to shut him down too much. Which tended to be a trait of hers that turned away many guys; her confidence and mouth. "Yes... check you out." She somewhat mumbled underneath her breath.

The only reason as to why she questioned drinking at the event was because she had a feeling that he was going to have her drink much more than she was used to, which wasn't necessarily bad but- Oh what the heck, she was starting to feel more confident in her ability to drink so she might had well. Looking back at Jack, she furrowed her brows. "Do you really want me answering that?" Considering that she found him elbow deep in a vending machine. "But alright," she grinned, as she fully sat down in her chair. "I'm game."

When Priya walked up to them, she could see Jack's sudden change in attention, or at least the way he looked at her. It was absolutely noticeable to the point where she felt a ping of jealousy. Trying her best to hide it, she slapped a fake smile on her face as she introduced herself.

He hadn't looked at her like that, exactly like that, must have been nice. Though, she had already mentally confirm that the woman was beautiful, so there was no denying that. 

Rolling her eyes, she chuckled. "Hm?" God, if it wasn't bad enough that Priya told him as if his ego needed anymore boosting. With her mouth closed but still at a smile, she gritted her teeth. Though, for only wanting to arrive for the food and drinks, she thought Jack was dressed just fine and it wasn't like he was an international student anyway. She even wondered if he cared about the whole IMAC thing.

She was just glad that he was here, almost a bit too glad. "Pioneer of fashion?" Onnie questioned, looking at Jack as someone brought glasses and a bottle of champagne to the table.

[Priya Kaur]

The turmoil of emotions continued to roil and bubble, and Priya kept taking it all in, fighting off the urge to dip into the intoxicating high of it all. Even with her resistance she could feel the emotions pulling at her, twisting her own moods and desires ever so gently. It was enough to make her suppress a shudders.

Thankfully, she was soon closer to them, right at the apex of their emotional flow. She kept smirking as she felt Jack's own confusion and confidence. Let's try giving him just a slight hint of shame there: not sad that he was bragging, but perhaps more worried that he'd look bad in front of Oneyka, because of course he wanted to look his best before her.

"My my, you're quit the confident one, aren't you?" Priya said, practically purring the words. She could already feel the slight jealousy coming from Oneyka and sent just a little bit more. Jealousy made someone competitive after all, made you want someone all the more. Plus, if Priya could turn them both against her, well, nothing united quite like a common enemy. And nothing led to the boudoir quite like saving someone from something horrible.

"Well, obviously he knows what will make him cut such a dashing figure,' said Priya. She reached for Jack, running a hand along his arm. "Such a striking young man, so... bold," just add a slight bit of arousal mixed with a dash of discomfort toward the young man. She wouldn't have to tweak the disgust or jealousy that was sure to arise: sometimes people were quite predictable. "Oh, drinks," said Priya, gesturing for them to be handed out. No, she didn't care how old the two were: alcohol made both her ability easier to use and her goal easier to achieve.

[Jack McCarthy]

The moment the words was out of Jack’s mouth his good mood was ruined just a little as he saw Oneyka’s face which might as well have written across “I am unimpressed” and after seeing that look on her face momentarily Jack’s good mood turned sour as he was felt something, an emotions that was so Foreign to Jack Mccarthy that he couldn’t identify momentary…Whatever it was it didn’t exactly feel good, it was something akin to guilt but not…Wait, was it- Was it possible…That Jack Mccarthy was feeling shame for his words?

What do you know? Pigs can fly?

Normally Jack didn’t know the meaning of shame but now he couldn’t put it in to words. But again it was rare for Jack to find someone that wasn’t disgusted by the moment that he opened his month and stuck around and he really wanted to keep her around. He only had two people he really considered his friend: Lux and Oney and seeing as Lux was with Tim all the time, that left Oney and he didn’t want to scare her off. “Well, kind of sort of I am…I just happen to have the necessary amount of glamour to pull it off” Jack said trying to cover up these feelings as best he could. Shame was something he needed to ignore because if he felt too much of those feelings. His dub might come out and THAT wouldn’t be fun at all.

Ok, this was getting a little uncomfortable for Jack fast, normally he would look the fact that the girl was flirting, but this time something was off. True he did feel the vibes from the older girl but for whatever reason he felt almost…intimidated by her, There was a look in her eyes that made Jack feel like she was a cat stalking a poor little mouse.

It was a little uncomfortable, Jack shifted a little in his seat trying to avoid eye contact with both girls but he looked up rapidly when the drinks came, Now this was something he could be comfortable with “Drinks. Yes good” Jack said snatching up one of the glasses and instantly knocked back the contents of the glass with a grimace

He had a feeling he would need it

[Oneyka A. Duffuor]

Oh, the compliments.

Jack must have been internally eating those up like some sort of hungry, hungry hippo. He had to have been, how could he not? Priya was absolutely beautiful, she was gorgeous, a very classy woman and not to mention she was older. Onnie's brown eyes simply gazed at the older woman as she tossed the compliments to Jack left and right. He was quite the confident one but Oneyka was sure that she didn't have to tell him for it to be known. Glancing at Jack before looking down at her nails as if they were something of a distraction (which they weren't), she chuckled... somewhat sheepishly as he hesitantly agreed. Keeping herself well together.

There was something about him, or her, or maybe it was this situation that had her quite tense. It was as if she wanted to brush Priya's flirting aside, as if she wanted to act like it wasn't happening but something just wasn't allowing that to happen. Especially with how sure and confident as Oneyka was, it just didn't sit right with her. Looking up from her nails, she glanced at Jack, nodding. "Isn't he?" She gave him a small smile, "I've always thought he was one of the more striking out of  the many guys here." As tense as it made her to toss that out there, she did it but still would have liked it better if Priya had kept her hands off of him.

Hello? Was she the only one seeing how uneasy it made him feel? He did feel uncomfortable about it, right? He had to, who wouldn't?

Clearing her throat, she allowed her attention to be grabbed by the sudden placement of the drinks. Onnie could sense the uneasiness as she grabbed her own glass and downing as much of as as she could. God, she'd need a subject changer. "So Jack, will you be dressing up for Halloween?"

[Priya Kaur]

Hmm, Priya had to be careful. Jack clearly wasn't used to feeling like this, and too much of that confusion might tip her hand. She'd have to pull back on him, focus on Oneyka instead. The girl was clearly used to experiencing a gambit of emotions and, well, she was richly primed.

"Indeed," agreed Priya, raising her drink and taking a sip. She smiled along the rim of her glass, purposefully focusing her attentions on Jack for several long seconds. Strictly speaking, Priya didn't have a "type," as she preferred to use sex more as a recreational activity then anything else. Still, she supposed that under different circumstances, perhaps one of these two would've been acceptable. But she wanted to hold out just a little longer. Besides, this was just so much more fun.

Ah, now she had to look back to Oneyka. "Halloween?" repeated Priya with too much confusion, wanting to make it seem as though she had forgotten the other girl's presence. As if Priya could ignore that many roiling emotions standing just a few feet from you. "Oh yes, I suppose you all would want to dress up. I'm sure you've got an..." she looked at Jack, running her eyes along his body, "appealing, costume planned,' and she raised her brows, smiling as she took yet another sip.

[Jack McCarthy]

Wait, what?!

This was new information to Jack, Oney considered him striking?. Since when? Well first things first Oneyka should be complimented on her good taste but even if they thought that Jack was “Striking” or not she rarely came across someone that was willing to admit that. Was she just fucking with Jack at the moment? She must know that Jack had a ego about him and she had made it very clear that she wasn’t exactly a fan of it. But now that she called him one of the most handsome guys in a school full of good looking people (Unrelated note: Was it Just jack that found it a little creepy that the entire school looked like super models. He didn’t think he’s ever seen an ugly looking person in the school or even an average looking person…Weird)

The booze was helping nicely, to calm down that pesky little unfamiliar dick “Mr. Shame” He just had a brief encounter with him and Mr. Shame and had no intention of having another meeting with him. Fortunately his good little friend “Mr. booze” was able to chase him off at least for the moment, but he still was a little disquieted by the look in the older woman’s eyes. He should be loving it and a fact a large part of him was. Play his cards right and Jack could bag an older woman, it would be easy pickings she was practically eye humping Jack.

But even with that….There was something about it that made Jack uncomfortable….

Thankfully Oney was able to change the subject that was much more in Jack’s comfort zone “Oh yeah. Super! Appealing” Jack nodded taking another gulp of booze as the older woman smiled at him again. “Get this: Picture it. I’ve made my own superhero. “Man who may wear a hat or may not wear” Pretty cool right? His super power is to decide if he should wear a hat or not at any given situation…Which basically means I’m going to bring a hat and put it on from time to time”

[Oneyka A. Duffuor]

It wasn't as difficult as it usually would have been to ignore the amount of looks and attention that Priya had been giving Jack. Oneyka was very well a professional when it came to the skill of ignoring certain things that she knew would bother her. As for right now, she was starting to notice a lot, it was like the moment jealousy had surfaced she had taken note of everything. The attention that Jack was getting from another woman, it was there and it kind of stung, but yet that made her want him even more. Taking the last sip-

Oh? Last sip already? Well, that hadn't taken long at all.

Mentally shrugging it off, she allowed herself to pour some more in her glass before she was at it again but this time eyeing both Priya and Jack as she gulped down some. Surprisingly, Onnie had yet to take back her compliment of the boy in which she probably would had done so by now. She was a very open person when it came to her feelings, very confident about them but when it came to feeding another person's ego, she was hesitant. Well, it was too late now, the cat was out of the bag and it was all thanks to the fact that she allowed her jealousy to act out.

Her brown eyes glanced at Priya the moment she "assumed" Jack would have some sort of appealing costume. Onnie was pretty sure she was one step away from excusing herself and Jack... and the bottle but instead she tried her best to calm down and listen to Jack's costume idea. Though, she wasn't too sure why she would allow herself to believe that his idea would have been anything less than ridiculous. "A superhero..." She blinked, "That may or may not wear a hat..." Onnie found herself downing the rest of the contents in her glass once again because she was going to need to be wasted to understand his concept. "Um... How is that a superhero again? A superhero wouldn't even be able to save anyone by wearing hats."

[Priya Kaur]

Hmm, Priya would have to be careful: leaving Oneyka alone had been slightly dangerous. She felt as though she were starting to lose herself a little, not that Priya could blame her. The more Jack spoke, the more Priya decide she wished he hadn't. He certainly looked appealing, but he clearly had as much brains as a chimpanzee, and considering that she certainly wasn't starved for candidates her, she definitely would've just made out with him a little and moved on by now. Wasn't as if mutant parties didn't always have the best looking attendees. Priya fully believed that the mutant gene attached itself to survivable candidates, and everyone knew that pretty people had a better chance of passing on their genes.

And oh all the gods, surely Jack had to be joking? Priya actually couldn't quite believe it, staring at him for a few moments. Oneyka clearly felt the same way, judging by her question. She also seemed to think that knocking back a few drinks was a good idea. Oh dear, Priya certainly didn't want the situation to spiral out of control, at least, not yet.

So, let's see... a double-dose of pure lust at Oneyka, some attempt at tying it to the frustration. That actually required Priya to stare at Oneyka for a while, so she made sure to narrow her eyes, as though seeing the other girl as competition she wanted to get rid of. Then amp up Jack's desire slightly, but still slide a bit of discomfort whenever Priya drew close or spoke, and then, right when they were both set:

"So are you going to just be wearing this hat then?" asked Priya, turning to Jack. "Because that would most certainly be quite super.

[Jack McCarthy]

Yes, the idea was insanity personified not to mention just a little stupid, but they needed to understand something. Jack Mccarthy was that special breed of lazy, that was not only was reluctant to do just about anything but also he possessed an… interesting imaginative mind. No one can accuse Jack as not being creative so Jack managed to come up with the most lazy costume in the history of mankind.

“Hey, man who may or may not wear a hat is totally a super hero. If there’s a robbery he just calls the police. If there’s a fire he calls the fire men. All which may or may not wearing a hat. One day they’ll be an emergency where people will cry “Oh no if only there was a man here who can take their hat off and on again on a periodical basic and then who will they turn to? Answer; the man who might wear a hat or might not wear a hat” Jack passionately defending his quite frankly stupid costume.

And then the older woman had to make Jack feel weird again. Credit where credit was due. She was a smoke show and yes, Jack would have no issues with getting intimate with her…but again. There was something about her advances that made Jack just a little uncomfortable . She was like one of those weird bugs that ripped off their mates heads after sex like on the discovery channel. (Yes, Jack watches the discovery channel and the history channel for that matter. That’s what he did whenever he needed to study for a history test/science test. He would flick the channels between the discover channel and the history channel. History and discovery channel, over and over again. Ask him anything about sharks and nazis’s because that’s all they showed on those two channels)

Jack Adam’s apple bobbed as the woman turned to him “Ummm…nope…I’ll be wearing other clothes, Man who may or may not wear a hat, other super power is to remained clothed at all times. His hat is the only thing that chances. You’re thinking of “Indecent exposure man” His mortal enemy” Jack nodded before taking a big gulp of booze which at this point was already working it’s magic making him feel nice and loose

[Oneyka A. Duffuor]

Questioning Jack's mental state hadn't been new to Oneyka, it may have been to Priya but for her, she was kind of getting used to it. She was getting used to what spewed out of his mouth, not questioning him. Even if she was the type to understand that everyone was their own person and certain traits were what made them unique (like Jack's willingness to be a complete idiot), she would always question him because well... she was kind of interested in what made him think the way he did. It was normal for Oneyka to be into someone for other than their looks.

And here, she thought her idea for a Minnie Mouse costume was lazy. Jack's idea took the cake.

Raising a brow, she simply looked at Jack while not bothering to look at Priya for the time being because goddess only knows the looks the older woman was giving Jack. "Yeah so... umm," Onnie licked her lips before pressing them together in a hard line. Tilting her head, "You do know that you will probably have to explain that very long winded defense that doesn't make any sense, to everyone who asks what your costume is. Right?" Though, Onnie had a feeling that as much as he opened his mouth, that wouldn't be a problem.

"So are you going to just be wearing this hat then?" Onnie heard Priya ask Jack, glancing from one person to the other. "Because that would most certainly be quite super.

That had done something to the younger woman. She wasn't too sure what exactly it was but for such an inappropriate comment, it made Onnie feel uncomfortable to the point where she wanted Jack to herself... alone. To scold him? Or rip his clothes of? She wasn't too sure.

As if it wasn't bad enough that Oneyka was already a light weight when it came to alcohol, after one glass she was already tipsy and now she was done with her second and more than likely moving on to the third, if she could make it to the third. Clearing her throat, she straightened out her dress as she listened to him and his plan of being clothed for his costume. She then moved her fingers to run along his arm, narrowing her eyes as she looked at him. "Umm Jack, there is this thing that I needed help with, that I absolutely let slip my mind. I meant to ask but would you mind- Uh, helping me? At my dorm?"

She smiled softly, a bit of command in her voice. "Now."

Jealousy, lust, and alcohol mixed together wasn't the best of combinations. She hadn't meant to be rude, bossy and cut off their time with Priya... but she did.  

[Priya Kaur]

Jack continued to prattle, and yet again, Priya stood there wishing the young man had an off switch. had she been going for herself, she'd have sealed his flapping lips with a kiss of her own by now. She was half tempted to try and make Oneyka do so, but she didn't think she could quite manage that specific of an expression.

Instead, she had to settle for unnerving Jack a little further. More gulping, more prattling, but obvious discomfort. Which Oneyka picked up on almost better then Priya. She caught the original comment, then ended up turning as Oneyka turned almost rude. Despite herself, Priya found herself becoming immensely turned on, and very tempted to simply take Oneyka for herself. She had to just pull back to remind herself that she had a long term goal here.

And one that looked about to happen. "Well, don't let me keep you," said Priya. She extended herself and gave Jack a quick kiss on the cheek, smiling at him. As she did, she loaded him with lust, knowing full well that the disgust and discomfort would direct all that toward Oneyka. Then she turned and looked to said girl, nodding and leaning forward to give her a kiss and a dose of her own lust.

"Bed him well," she whispered, her voice low enough to almost be a subliminal message instead of an actual communication. Priya then parted, practically sliding out of sight of the two no doubt very confused and very eager young people. She needed to find someone of her own, and she certainly needed a drink...

[Jack McCarthy]

Was it just Jack or was the silence between that tale of “indecent exposure man” and the older woman’s odd little comments that made Jack shudder was really…Really tense like there was something in the air, an elephant in the room just waiting to raise it’s massive gray impossibly big head. But what exactly what that was, Jack didn’t know. The penny hasn’t dropped for him quite yet and he was just a little confused why they were both acting in the manner that they were.

…and people have the nerve to call him unstable…

He turned to Oney for a moment, she’ll be the voice of sanity here. She always seems calm and collective in this type of situations , Jack on the other hand..Well there was literally no situation when he would be calm and collective and plus he had just finished his forth..or maybe fifth glass so now he was feeling very loose.

But now…Jack noticed a look in her eyes that he never before as she slowly ran her fingers down his arm and practically commanded Jack to follow her to her bed room “Thing? What thing? I’m awesome at things. The king of things you c-Oh” Jack said the penny slowly dropping as he gulped and looked a little more nervous “That thing”

She almost forgot the older woman was there as she leaned forward and gave Jack a quick peck on the cheek. He shifted somewhat in his seat uncomfortably almost instinctively before he looked back at Oney

Jack heart skipped a beat.

He looked at Oney with one solid thought going through his head; How had he never noticed how beautiful she was? Her simmering shiny hair, her eyes. That body. Everything about her really. Every other girl just took a backseat to the vision of beauty.

At that moment Jack wanted nothing more then to go back to her room and did what came naturally…

“I-I” Jack stammered his face going red only somewhat aware that he was moving slowly towards Oney over the table like there was a magnet connecting his lips and hers “Yes…Things…I could do things..” Jack said moving closer and closer until he was VERY close to Oney “So…many things”

[Oneyka A. Duffuor]

“Thing? What thing? I’m awesome at things. The king of things you c-Oh” Even though it may have taken a few seconds for Jack to catch her drift, he had finally caught it. She smiled somewhat innocently as he looked at her while not trying to be innocent at all.

Before the older woman left, Onnie hadn't mind the kiss on the cheek. She was used to it as a way of saying goodbye or greeting someone in many different cultures as well as when it came to interacting with more of the "elite". Though, confusion had been set on her ever since she met Priya a few moments ago. Not really confusion with the older woman but just confusion within herself but a lot of that had soon melted away, seeing that maybe her crush on Jack had taken a huge role tonight and she just wasn't allowing herself to stop it.

Had it been before Priya gave her a kiss on the cheek, she probably would have said her goodbyes and maybe if a slight false of 'it was a pleasure to meet you', stuff that you'd usually say when you parted ways with someone. Yet, that wasn't the case this time around. It was as if Jack had caught her attention more than he had since arriving at the reception.

Ugh, he was absolutely attractive. There were valid reasons too; His mannerisms, personality, not to mention his accent and his smile, and the way his big brown doe eyes looked at her. It was enough to make any girl blush when being around him. At this point, crushing had become something of an understatement.

The closer in he moved towards her, the warmer her face became, and the faster her heart started beating. It was like he had this pull on her, causing her to draw breath when their lips were only inches apart. Her brown eyes gazed upon his before they glanced down at his lips. "We uh.." She tugged her bottom lip in, "We should um; do them..." Only to glance back up at his eyes before closing her own and moving in slowly to kiss him.

[Jack McCarthy]

If someone had walked by at that very moment and asked Jack Mccarthy who Luxanna Vierra was Jack couldn’t be sure he could provide a straight answer he was so enraptured by Oneyka at that very moment. Time seemed to twist and distort and Jack got closer and closer to the object of his desires. If a fire ignited in this very room causing a panic among everyone, Students officials, teachers alike screaming at the top of their lungs running in every possible direction trying to save themselves, even then Jack wouldn’t notice so taken with the goddess in front of him.

He heart beaten a little faster in his chest as Oney moved…ever so slowly towards his lips until they were practically touching He was breathing heavy now. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He leaned forward and pressed his mouth against Oney’s tilting his head somewhat and shutting his eyes holding her face still with both his hands pressed gently against both cheeks.

Jack’s mindset for want of a better word was chaotic. His brain working a million miles an hour as if it was trying in vain to catch up with his mouth, but kissing her now. It was like his mind went still. Soothed by the touch of Oney all that bravado. All that ego, even all his insecurities fell by the wayside. All that was left, all that mattered in his world was the feel of Oney’s skin on his finger tips and the taste of her lips.

At first he started kissing her softly and tenderly but soon his kissing got more heavy as his desire for her turned into a full fledged inferno that raged through his system. He wanted her so bad. He needed her.