#allegra x dusty

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Under Her Influence — Dusty Jackson x OC

Summary: Allegra knows what she’s gotten herself into with Dusty, but that doesn’t mean that Dusty doesn’t know exactly how to keep Allegra in line when she has doubts.

Word Count: 655

Warnings: Medication Bribery, Munchausen by Proxy

Allegra’s fingers trembled as she held the small white pill between her thumb and forefinger, staring at it like it was poison. In a way, it was. But she wasn’t concerned about what it might do to her body. Her real drug was sitting across from her, eyes soft and syrupy, lips curved in a knowing smile. Dusty Jackson, the woman who claimed to care, to nurture. But Allegra knew better.

Still, knowing didn’t stop her from wanting it. Wanting her.

“Go on, sweetheart,” Dusty crooned, voice like a lullaby as she nudged a glass of water toward Allegra. “You need this. You’re not feeling well, are you? I can see it in your eyes.”

Allegra’s gaze flickered to Dusty’s hand, which was now gently brushing against hers. That brief touch sent a shiver through her, a rush of warmth curling low in her stomach. She hated how much she craved it, craved her. But she couldn’t resist, not really. Dusty was everything she had been searching for, belonging, purpose, affection. But all of it came with strings.

“I don’t need it,” Allegra whispered, more to herself than to Dusty. The medication wasn’t something she needed at all. She was perfectly healthy. Yet, it had become a twisted game between them, one she was allowing herself to lose.

Dusty’s smile turned saccharine sweet as she leaned closer, her tone positively dripping with concern. “Oh, honey, you do. You’re so fragile, so delicate. Without it, I can’t bear to think what might happen to you.”

She knew what she was doing, pushing Allegra’s buttons with just the right words. She always did. And Allegra hated how much it worked, how much she wanted Dusty to keep caring, keep treating her like something precious. So she sighed, defeated, and popped the pill into her mouth, chasing it down with the glass of water Dusty provided. The bitterness lingered on her tongue, but Dusty’s expression softened, lighting up like Allegra had done something truly good.

“There’s my good girl,” Dusty murmured, slipping an arm around Allegra’s shoulders and pulling her in close. The warmth of her embrace wrapped around Allegra like a blanket. “I’m so proud of you.”

This— this was what Allegra wanted more than anything. It was the way Dusty’s fingers threaded through her hair, the way her voice dipped low, soothing like honeyed tea. For this, Allegra could forget the nagging voice in her mind telling her to run, to escape the grasp that was tightening around her with each passing day.

“Thank you,” Allegra murmured into Dusty’s shoulder, closing her eyes as she leaned into the touch. She wished she could stay in this moment forever, basking in the attention and affection she so desperately craved. But a dark part of her knew that this, too, would be fleeting. Dusty’s care wasn’t unconditional. It came at a price.

“You know I just want what’s best for you, Allegra,” Dusty whispered, her breath warm against Allegra’s ear. “You need someone to take care of you. You’re so lucky I’m here.”

Allegra swallowed hard, tears prickling at the edges of her eyes as she was reminded of that price she was always so willing to pay for these moments. Lucky. That’s what Dusty always said, and in some twisted way, maybe she was right. Allegra had drifted for so long, searching for someone who made her feel like she mattered, even if it came wrapped in manipulation and conditions.

And so she stayed, took the pills, and clung to the affection she was offered. She couldn’t ever be certain if it was real or not, but it felt like it, and wasn’t that good enough? The truth was, Allegra was weak for Dusty, addicted to both the physical affection and the adoring words she received in exchange for her compliance. Dusty’s affection, for all its poison, was the only thing keeping her from feeling completely empty.

For @sicktember

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Dusty: I think you have a fever.

Allegra: I think you just stuck your hand in the freezer for five minutes to convince me that I have a fever.

Dusty, breaking eye contact: N-No.