Mocking Dick 12

A/N: Search Mocking Dick in my blog to find the other parts! Tumblr is dumb so I can’t make a masterlist until every part is out :/

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“C’mon, Y/n,” Rich purred into the microphone. The audience roared with applause; you wouldn’t be able to live this down.

You sucked in a breath of air before pulling yourself up from your chair and walking out onto stage. With a few waves to the fans, you sauntered over to Rich.

It was almost like no one else was on the stage besides you two.

“You called, Speight?”

Your on-stage personality was very snarky and sarcastic, especially with Rich. The crowd found it hilarious.

“Sure did. I saw you backstage and figured I’d get you out here. Since it’s your first time, we chose a song for you!”

He was way too excited for whatever song was about to make you look foolish.

“Here you go, sweetheart,” the actor grinned mischievously, placing a microphone in your hands, “Have some fun with this one.”

Your throat tightened momentarily before you took a solid breath of air and nodded for the music to began.

You knew the song as soon as the beat started playing. In your head, you were silently cursing Rich to no end.

With one swift movement, the microphone is brought to your mouth and you recite the words by heart. Your hips and body sway sensually with the lyrics.

I’m bringin’ sexy back (yeah)

Them other boys don’t know how to act (yeah)

I think it’s special, what’s behind your back (yeah)

So turn around and I’ll pick up the slack (yeah)

The words came out almost like a promise. It was hard not to lock eyes with Rich the entire song, but you were able to catch glances of him looking at you. That just egged you on further.

Dirty babe

You see these shackles, baby

I’m your slave

I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave

It’s just that no one makes me feel this way

Your tongue darted out to wet the outside of your lips. The eyes boring holes into the back of your head made you smirk.

Come here, girl (go ‘head, be gone with it)

Come to the back (go ‘head, be gone with it)

VIP (go ‘head, be gone with it)

Drinks on me (go ‘head, be gone with it)

You see what you’re twerking with (go ‘head, be gone with it)

Look at those hips (go ‘head be gone with it)

All you could think of was having Rich’s hands on your hips, moving with you.

You make me smile (go ‘head, be gone with it)

Go ‘head, child (go ‘head, be gone with it)

And get your sexy on (go ‘head, be gone with it)

You exhaled, laughing a bit at the end. The fans cheered like crazy for your performance. And judging by the way Rich was looking at you, they weren’t the only ones who enjoyed it.

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I think it just hit me. Gabriel. Is. Alive.

Ever since I started writing fanfiction about him, he’s been dead in the show. But now, oh my gosh, it’s going to be so awesome. I’m so excited to see what they do with his character. 😭😭😭