Onyx

Life in college was pretty neat. Classes are going well, you were great at sports, and the semester parties kicked ass.

Though, your dorm roommate was a bit... odd, to be honest. His name was Onyx. Actually Onyx. Not a nickname or anything, but it sure suited him. He was pretty much the picture of a Goth femboy baddie with a fatty, and he was sexy as hell. Though he kept trying to lure you over to the "dark side", whatever the hell that means. As of yet, you've managed to fend off his advances, though you're not sure for how long you can keep it up...

One day, while coming home from classes, Nyx was waiting for you, lying on his stomach on his bed, wearing only a skimpy black string thong, a matching bra, and fishnet stockings on his legs. His entire body was covered in baby oil, and I mean DRIZZLING. You're pretty sure you can see your reflection in that shiny, pale fat ass of his as his legs kicked the air, twirling his long raven hair.

Onyx: "Hey baby..."

He let out in that smokey, sultry, husky voice, his black lips forming a smirk.

Onyx: "Ready to join The Dark Side?"

He asks, seemingly confident that today is the day you'll walk right into his web of seduction and dark eyeliner. But will you?