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treegate pt 2 where alex comes over so they can talk the situation n they just end up fucking 😭
as alex pulls the chair across from you, you fiddle with the hem of your skirt with clammy thumbs. you haven't seen each other since the party, a memory you try to scrub from your brain as you sit across from him. unfortunately for both of you, the memory thrives in photographs. magazines, blogs, and newspapers keep the pictures of you at your most vulnerable circulating. you made it out of bed by the skin of your teeth.
alex cleans up nicely, his hair looking neater than the last time you saw him. he smiles at you apologetically, twiddling with his thumbs as he tries to figure out what to say. you won't admit it, but your heart sympathizes with him, and his girlfriend especially. still, whenever you remember those unsavory things said about you following the release of the pictures, your anger toward him begins to boil. it's funny. you're just as complicit as he is.
"bling," alex begins, "i'm so sorry about...everything. there's probably nothing for us going forward, so since we might not see each other again, i wanted to make sure we're...good. at the very least."
you let out a long huff through your nose. "we're good."
"great." he smiles, wiping the sweat off his hands onto his jeans. his eyes scan the small cafe before settling on you again. "do you want anything? coffee? tea?"
you rummage your purse for your compact, opening the mirror and reapply your lip gloss as you avoid his gaze. "no, i'm good. how's your girlfriend?"
"oh, she's gone. she wants nothin' to do with me." he chuckles dryly.
"good," you say, closing your compact. "it's what you deserve."
you two sit silently for a moment, rather uncomfortably, afraid to look at one another in the eyes. you break the silence with your chair, putting your purse on your shoulder as you stand. before you say goodbye to alex, his hand finds your wrist.
"do you think...maybe we could, y'know, just one more time?"
you draw your arm back quickly, heading toward the door. "go to hell, alex."
"wait, wait, wait." He rises from his chair to stop you, his large hands cupping your waist gently. "we need...closure. we had good sex, yeah? we can end on a better note than this, don't you think?"
you look down at the hands on your body, and alex draws them away quickly, shoving his hands in his pockets.
"sorry," he mutters, studying the floor. "look, um, i don't want this to be how i remember you, bling."
you'll admit it, you weren't kind to him. you're upset right now, but how you treated him will leave a sour taste in your mouth once the angry fog clears. that very angry fog can be cleared by alex, though. as crazy as it sounds, you could let out some much-needed steam.
"i'm going to the bathroom," you say, turning your heel back into the cafe. "wait three minutes, then follow me inside."
with your back turned you miss the evergrowing smile on alex's face at your orders. be thankful; you would've smacked him had you seen it.
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his lips crash onto yours with fervor, almost slamming your head into the wall of the bathroom stall with his force. his tongue scavenges your mouth for anything he didn't taste from the first time he kissed you, shamelessly growling in your mouth as he grinds against your thigh. alex raises your skirt to remove your panties, letting the lace garment fall at your ankles.
he breaks the kiss to plant kisses along your neck, slipping two fingers into your wet core. you bite down on your lower lip hard enough to draw blood, shoving your hands in alex's hair, tugging and pulling.
"you're wetter than the first time," he chuckles, withdrawing his fingers before shoving the digits into your mouth. "i bet you missed me, yeah?"
you nod as you suck on his fingers, but only to shut him up. you can't afford to get caught again. to speed things up, your hands find his belt, quickly unbuckling it along with the button of his jeans. he removes his fingers from your mouth before plunging them back inside you, pumping them in and out of your aching heat.
"eager?" he grins, watching his fingers move in and out of you. "i know. 'm gonna fuck you better than last time. make you feel really good."
once alex removes his fingers, he spins you around to face the stall wall. he dives into you swiftly and deliciously, tightly gripping your hips as he begins thrusting into your cunt. once more, you bite back a moan as his movements continue, keeping your eyes on the tile underneath your trembling feet.
you see a set of ankles through the bottom of the stall door, and your ears pick up the soft sound of one of the sinks running. your heart quickens in pace as you try to keep quiet, hoping the passerby doesn't notice the two extra sets of legs in the stall behind them. you mentally rejoice when they make it to the paper towel dispenser, but your happiness ends when alex's next thrust nearly wobbles you off your feet from mere force, causing the stall walls to jolt.
the ankles outside inch closer to your door, briefly observing from the stall from the other side as you spew expletives in your head. you figured alex may be too into it to warn him, his cock twitching as it dwells deeper into you, but the passerby isn't stupid; they know what's happening. thankfully, the passerby leaves, and your heart returns to a steady rhythm once they leave. you go back to focusing on your own pleasure, finally allowing yourself to moan, toying with your clit as his cock massages your walls.
"we should do this again sometime," alex chuckles. "i know i said we might not see each other again, but—fuck, bling," he hisses. "i'd do anything to see you again."
your fingers move faster on your clit as you feel your orgasm getting closer, the familiar knot in your stomach beginning to loosen. you could see alex again, maybe when you're less angry, and the both of you aren't in public. before your walls can flutter around him in orgasmic bliss, a firm knock rocks the stall door. alex freezes, and so do you, turning your head away from the door in embarrassment.
"only one person in a stall! i need you two to come out. now!"
at least there isn't a camera.
#mickey mail#treegate tag#i made bling kind of cold 😭#i’m sorry i can’t feel bad for a cheater!#(even though i helped him cheat)#swtnr: blurbs
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I was tagged by @bigbadroman
Rules: Put your entire music library on shuffle and write down the first 10 songs that play, then tag 10 people.
1. Treegate - Myst: The Soundtrack by Robyn Miller
2. The Only One - Evanescence
3. In The Arms Of Rain - HIM
4. Torch Song - AFI
5. I Guess You’re Right - The Posies
6. Bullet On The Tracks - The Vincent Black Shadow
7. New Day - Tamar Kaprelian
8. Lamp Halo - Zeromancer
9. The Funeral - Band Of Horses
10. Shock Me - Baroness
I tag @21st-century-flapper, @humancladmonster, @acelucky, @kissmyglitter, @pyladesdrinkingtea, @tonystarkandthemonkeybunch, @clickoliver
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a blurb of them getting caught but the press and what happens afterwards 🤭
the party was boring anyway. you left with a boy you'd known for an hour. he wore too much cologne, and his hands got anxious when they weren't all over you, his clammy hands leaving prints on the satin of your gown from pawing at you on the dancefloor. he led you out of the party with your hand in his, nearly running out the door with you, eventually leading you here.
the cold air against your cunt makes you clench, and you whine at the emptiness while alex stands behind you, fumbling with the zipper to his trousers. the sound of the zipper finally coming undone makes your cunt squeeze again, his large hands gripping your hips tightly as he sinks into you. he grunts once fully seated, earning another squeeze from your needy core. alex chuckles at the reaction, giving your ass a playful smack.
you wonder if he's ever had sex before, his hips stuttering between rolling and thrusting, his hands moving from your hips to attempting to cup your breasts, an uneasy feat due to his powerful, needy thrusts. it gets the job done, though, your moans remain loud, and his cock hits the right spots. you're glad he's here to remind you that you're in public, his sweaty hand reaching over to cover your mouth.
"you're gonna get us in trouble. we can't have that, right, princess?"
in the corner of your eye, a light flashes. you're too out of it to think anything of it as your vision clouds with stars, your orgasm in sight, your cunt preparing to clutch at him for the final time.
"i shouldn't admit this," he chuckles, panting as his thrusts fall in and out of rhythm. "but i bought a magazine ‘coz you were on the cover. fuck, that bikini you were wearing? i've been dreaming about you ever since."
you're flattered.
you wonder how long he's kept this from his girlfriend.
the knot in your stomach loosens, and you come with a muffled moan, your walls holding him tight as alex's movements carry on. a low, throaty groan leaves his lips as he holds you in place, his warm release spilling into your weeping cunt. he relishes in your warmth before pulling out, spinning you by the waist to face him once you're no longer against the tree. the rough bark is sure to leave dents in your back as his chapped lips crash onto yours, alcohol and tobacco on his eager tongue. he pulls away with an awkward, boyish smile, his lips glittery and shiny with your lip gloss.
"i wank to your pictures every night."
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there's a buzzing noise. your eyes attempt to adjust to the sunlight drowning your bedroom while your hands scavenge the bed for your cell phone. the buzzing noise stops, and now you're lifting the duvet and pillows for your phone. you finally find it and flip it open, your screen full of several missed calls and a text from your agent.
Don't worry. We're handling it.
confused, you skim through your call log; most are from your agent, a few friends, and one from a number you don't recognize. they left you a voicemail.
"hey, are you alright? i have to talk to you. call me when you can."
it's alex. the concern in his tone makes your heart pound as your trembling thumb hovers over the call button. you're hoping he's concerned that you forgot to call when you got home like you promised or you dropped an earring, something small. you put the phone to your ear so you don't have to watch yourself press the button. alex picks up on the third ring.
"hello?" you answer.
your name tumbles out of his mouth like a sigh of relief. It sets you at ease, but why would he be relieved over something trivial? there's a pause between what he says next, and you realize you didn't drop an earring. before going bed the night prior, you had a suspicion about the flash you might’ve saw but the text message from your agent and calls from your friends begin connecting the dots for you. the sour taste of vomit bubbles in your throat as your heart drums wildly. you'll believe it once you hear it from your accomplice.
"yeah, i wanted to talk about last night. we got caught."
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GUYS…
what if treegate is part of the sweetener universe… they get caught and make a porn acc…
the very first sweetener video taking place in the 2000s…al’s shaky camerawork doing close ups on bling’s face and her cunt…the footage all grainy…a camcorder and a dream omg
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i can't stop thinking about treegate au!! al would feel so guilty for "exposing" her like that and would invite her to a little date somewhere to apologize :(( bling would probably say sth like "i had fun!! it was my idea too" and he'd insist on apologizing
they'd probably end up fucking on the bathroom wherever they are and getting spotted again too 💀💀😭
i know i wrote the blurb a lil differently but what if treegate was a publicity stunt all along 💀
#treegate tag#i don’t think al is the type to willing participate in smth like that but it’d be so 2000s of him if he did#sweetener chats
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TREEGATE OMG NIXON WHO?/!:?;? I ONLY KNOW TURNER
https://pin.it/3gJAEnZu8 i was imaging this specific look while i read 😋
nixon lmao 😭 ironic bc in those pics he looks like he’s addressing the nation 😭 i’m imagining his hair sticking up and bling fixing it at the party before they get on the dance floor aw :(
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bling being a 2000s it girl (like paris hilton level) n alex being a rockstar who can never keep a girl, them meeting at some fancy event and getting caught having sex behind some trees, a whole scandal starts
love this omg…the tabloids would probably call it treegate or smth 😭 all the cameras following them around afterward, the magazines showing pictures of bling getting her back blown out on the cover…
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omg their sex tape getting leaked and everything, it making headlines
yes!!! it’s honestly kind of heartbreaking to think about :( constantly under the eyes of the public and all the slut shaming bling would go through :(
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sweetener 2000s au where bling is a socialite and throws a huge birthday party where she meets alex and they hit it off almost immediately; they’re constantly photographed by paparazzi on dates and shopping sprees with al carrying her bags :( though this worries her parents and friends, as alex (pre-bling) is photographed leaving parties with a different girl on his hip every night; rockstar lifestyle in full effect, deemed by the media as a “bad boy” due to his cockiness and arrogance but bling can fix him!!!!!
anyways with the camcorder she was gifted on her birthday, they film a lil sex tape with al behind the camera, his camerawork a bit shaky, the tape very amateur but they love it sm and they keep making more of them, the locations getting riskier and the filming getting better but unfortunately they get caught by the paps when they try to get busy on a balcony at a club 😞 thus beginning what the media will deem bling’s “good girl gone bad” era
#it took me about five tries to word this properly and i’m concerned it STILL doesn’t make sense#if you couldn’t tell. i love the 2000s. pop culture and all#love tabloid magazines and hearing all the tea from back then#so i thought. what if it was al and bling.#ok ok gn <3#treegate tag
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how do you think they'd react to getting caught behind the trees and what happened afterwards?
i think they’d probably take a break from being in the public eye, though i don’t think al would have that option with being in the band and all. idk it might be too much media attention and with both of them being pretty young, it could be dangerous for them going down the line
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