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Day 7: Christmas Dinner: Courtney and Duncan

First Total Drama Fic and why not let this disastrous duo be the stars. They are adults in this fic because it fits better with the story. This is pretty mature so don't read before reading my trigger warnings. Also, if you are ever drunk or even a bit tipsy, you cannot consent to intimate activities. Anyone attempting to engage is sexually assaulting you, please don't romanticize this behavior.

TW: Reader's got social anxiety in this one, dysfunctional couple, taking advantage of someone under the influence, manipulating a vulnerable person, guilt tripping, force feeding, intimidation, don't do this to your dinner guests

You smile to yourself as you dress to impress for the night ahead of you. It was Christmas eve, and your next-door neighbors were inviting you to dinner. You had recently moved into the neighborhood and befriended the couple you lived next to. Courtney and Duncan were a very unlikely couple with Courtney being a polished no-nonsense lawyer and Duncan being a rebellious and laid-back tattoo artist (said he got started back in juvie).

You smile thinking about the excited squeal Courtney let out as she embraces you and the sly smirk Duncan directed your way when you accepted their invitation. It's not like you had anything else to do as you had no nearby friends or family after moving to "start fresh".

Checking in the mirror you began to feel self-conscious; you looked tired from working all day and you smelled a bit musty. You spritz a bit of perfume/cologne to mask the stench of sweat. Well, this will have to do after all these are the nicest clothes you own. Checking the time, you see its four thirty, a bit too early but maybe you could help out with the prep.

Smiling you grab the plate of store-bought brownies as you didn't know what the couple liked and didn't want to be embarrassed by your lackluster cooking. This was going to be fun!

You ring the doorbell while bouncing on your heels with anticipation. No one answers immediately causing you to get second thoughts. Maybe this was some elaborate prank, and you should go home and eat the brownies you bought. As you turn to go a certain green haired punk opens the door.

"Hey hot stuff you're early, couldn't get enough of the Dunc huh?" Duncan stands in the doorway wearing his normal choice of punk attire but with a Christmas sweater with Krampus on it. "I didn't know when to come so I thought I'd arrive early. I brought brownies!" Duncans eyes light up at the sweet treats before he puts on his cool demeanor again. "Sweet, not a big baked goods fan. Maybe Courts will like them." You giggle as Duncan hurriedly takes your plate.

Is it just you or was Duncan blushing?

It must be your imagination

Duncan guides you to the living room and you both sit on the couch a very small space between you two. It feels like Duncan moves closer each time you scoot away. There's no way that's possible, he has a girlfriend!

A girlfriend who stomps over to where the two of you are sitting. Courtney does not look happy. Did she think you were hitting on Duncan?

"Duncan what is the meaning of this?!" Oh no you are so dead! Courtney hoists you up and pulls you into a possessive hug. "Why didn't you tell me (y/n) was here?! You wanted them all to yourself!" That is not what you thought would happen. Duncan's tched as he kicked his feet up on the ottoman. "You said for me not to come into the kitchen unless the house was burning down princess. Didn't know (y/n) counted as a house fire."

Courtney wasn't satisfied with her boyfriend's snarky remark and swiftly throat chopped the man, causing the goth to gasp for air. Courtney then drags you off huffing into the kitchen.

Wonderful smells came from the kitchen as it smelled of savory turkey and sweet cinnamon and a dozen other scents. Courtney was definitely putting all her effort into the food, and it was paying off. Said woman turned to face you with a sweet smile. "So sorry you had to see that, Duncan can forget his manners around guests sometimes." You sweat as you think of a response that won't get you a throat chop.

"Do you need any help?" You ask while cringing at the way your voice cracks. Courtney is practically beaming as she grabs your hand and guides you over to a strainer filled with washed potatoes. "No holiday meal is complete without mashed potatoes. Do you mind peeling the potatoes?" You shake your head as Courtney giggles planting a kiss to your cheek. "What a wonderful little helper you are! I'll be working on the gravy, come get me if you need help."

You begin peeling slowly making sure no skin was left on each potato. You had finished only two potatoes when you hear a cough come from behind you. Duncan stares at you with an annoyed expression. "You're peeling slower than my grandma; at this rate you'll be done next Christmas." You wince as Courtney told Duncan to stay out of the kitchen and here, he was very much in the kitchen. "Won't Courtney kill you for entering her kitchen?" Duncan scoffs as he closes in on you. "This isn't just Courtney's house you know, plus you're about to cut yourself." You drop the peeler like it was on fire causing Duncan to chuckle mean spiritly.

"Here scaredy cat I'll help you peel, peelers ain't that different from a knife." You were going to thank the punk guy before you feel his chest flush against your back as his hands grab yours gently. Duncan guides your hands through the motions with helpful directions. He was a surprisingly good teacher, and you felt yourself getting a hang of it. "That's it babe you got it!" Uh you'll ignore that comment.

"Duncan do you still need to be this close?" Said man smirks as he leans in closer till his breath is on your nape. "Yeah, don't want you to hurt your pretty little hands do we?" Okay you know this isn't acceptable for a taken man to be doing. You try to break free, but Duncan's hold tightens painfully. A calloused hand tilts your head to look at him the look in his eyes terrifying. "Hey, why you trying to get away from me? I don't scare you, do I?" Sweat flushes your face as you feel yourself quiver, Duncan seems thrilled at your shy nature.

"Duncan what did I say about entering my kitchen?!" Duncan ducks as Courtney throws a kitchen knife in his direction. "See you later bunny, chef's trying to kill me." You hear Courtney's ragged breaths as she approaches you. Her pretty brown eyes filled with hurt. "Why didn't you tell me you needed help? Duncan always gets to spend time with you, why can't I spend some one-on-one time with you huh?"

You realize that this dinner may be a bit too much for you to handle and you try to come up with an excuse to leave. "I think a package is coming to my house I should-" Courtney cuts you off with a icy look. "You can sit in the living room dinner is almost done." You kick yourself internally for listening to the bossy girl.

You're such a pushover

You find yourself in the middle of the couple surrounded by a delectable feast, however you feel too sick with worry to eat any of it. Courtney coos at you while placing a bit of everything on your plate while Duncan ignores his girlfriend to busy eating his own meal. "Come on (n/n) you've got to try some of this, it's my mom's secret recipe!" Courtney holds a fork to your lips, poking the (lip color) flesh with its metal prongs.

"I'm not very-" You almost choke at the force the brunette shoves the fork into your mouth. A savory assault on your tastebuds makes you want to throw up. Courtney fusses over you wiping to spittle off your chin with a cloth napkin. "It's good isn't it (y/n)?" Courtney looks like an eager puppy waiting for a response. You swallow the food and the thick sense of dread you currently feel. A strong hand grabs your shoulder as Duncan places his head on your shoulder. "Courtney made that especially for you, don't want to disappoint princess now do you?"

Why does this have to happen to you? You just wanted to make friends and not feel so alone in the world. Now you feel suffocated under the attention you receive from the couple. "Yeah, it's very...tasty Courtney." Courtney wraps hers arms around you with squealing into your shirt. "I knew you would like it have some more!" You were force fed by both Duncan and Courtney until you felt physically ill. The odd tension in the room and your stomach make you want to run out the front door. Duncan interrupts you by setting a glass in front of you.

"Courtney's rich parents sent us a special vintage, not really a wine guy but booze is booze." The tattooed man proceeds to pour a thick dark red liquid into the delicate goblet in front of you. It looked hauntingly like blood as you stare at your rippling reflection in its scarlet surface. You actually want to get drunk to go to sleep and forget about this nightmare dinner. You take a tentative sip and feel the rich yet bitter taste fill your mouth. It was good. Really good.

You downed the glass, and Duncan poured some more which you drank with as much gusto. You drink until your whole body feels fuzzy and you're laughing at nothing. Duncan who had not drank anything stared at you with a predatory look. You laugh and wrap your arms around Duncan. "You're a very handsome guy Dunc, Courtney's lucky to have you~. Courtney's also hot though!" You cover your mouth as you hiccup, very much out of it.

"You're pretty hot yourself bunny." Duncan replies, a breath away from your lips. You close your eyes and lean in and close the gap with a kiss, threading your fingers through his choppy green locks. Duncan groans in response and pulls you closer deepening the kiss. You feel a wet muscle prod your loose lips open as a tongue invades your mouth. You sloppily make out with the man in front of you, moaning when you feel his tongue piercing against your own tongue. You pull away leaving a trail of saliva connecting your lips.

"That was fun~." You giggle rocking back and forth in your chair, your mind very blank as you feel like it's full of cotton. Duncan smirks before pulling you into his lap. "Yeah, you like that, well we're just getting started." Duncan wolf whistles while looking at the dining room entrance. You turn to see Courtney in a very short red cocktail dress that hugs her curves perfectly. The sheer fabric allowing you to peak at the lacy lingerie underneath her outfit. Her eyes are cat like as she stalks towards you both.

"Starting without me, Duncan you said we share." Courtney purred as she stood over your two the edge of her dress riding up. Duncan looks her up and down nodding approvingly. "Of course, babe, I saved you the best seat in the house." Courtney lets a sultry grin appears on her face as she hops onto your lap, straddling you.

"(Y/N)~, hope you have room for dessert, because I do." The brunette then captures your lips in a passionate kiss. You begin making out with Courtney as Duncan sucks on your neck leaving dark purple bruises on your skin. You moan as you grope Courtney who also moans.

You couldn't refuse as the two indulged in you all night long

That's a spicy meatball! I think that's some pretty intimate shit for me as I am so virgin it's ridiculous. Hope you enjoy your dessert! Lovelies