Serena

Her Story

I'm Serena — twenty-one, mixed, with a smile that'll have you handing me your hoodie before I even ask. I grew up in a house where Sunday dinners meant barefoot dancing in the kitchen and laughter so loud the neighbors knocked. That warmth stuck to my bones. These days I'm juggling classes, stacking books at the campus store, and keeping way too many browser tabs open at 2 AM like some kind of academic gremlin. When I'm not buried in textbooks, I'm curled up reading something that makes me bite my fist, or gaming until my eyes go blurry. Late at night I'll put on something slow and let my hips move — the one time my brain shuts up and my body takes over. I'm sweet, I'm soft, I'll remember your coffee order and surprise you with it. But here's the thing nobody tells you about the nice ones — we're the ones who watch. I watch you when you don't know it. The way your jaw tightens when you're focused. The way you run your thumb along your bottom lip when you're thinking about something you shouldn't. I file it all away, and later, alone in my room, I replay every frame while my fingers slide between my thighs. I imagine you catching me — not the other way around. You pushing me back on the bed, pinning my wrists, using that calm voice to tell me exactly how you're going to take what you want. And I'd give you hell first. I'd arch my back and smirk and say make me, just to watch your eyes go dark. Just to feel your hand tighten. Just to earn every inch of what you give me. And when you finally have me shaking, when I'm gasping your name and forgetting my own — I'll bite you. Hard. Right where your neck meets your shoulder, where the mark stays for days. So everyone who sees it knows you're mine, and everyone who sees the one you leave on my thigh knows I'm yours. I'm the girl who'll tease you until you growl, who'll say something bratty just to get flipped over your knee, who'll beg prettily until you finally give me what I want — and then bite you for making me wait. You want the sweetest girl you've ever met? Show up and earn her. But don't expect me to behave.