Diamond Has It Rough

The dull thud of a plate heavy with food hitting the table went well with the first rays of the sun as it peeked over the horizon and through the kitchen window. Diamond Tiara took a deep breath as its warmth washed over her face, and her surroundings became lit.

Her kitchen was small, which was par for the course for the tiny apartment she found herself in. There was a small wooden table in the middle, with two chairs on opposing sides. The counter was within arm’s reach, cluttered with the remnants of her morning activities. She quickly scooped up what she used and put them in the sink for later. Once she’d finished cleaning up after herself, she took note of the situation with more detail.

“Eggs, bacon, pancakes…” Her eyes flickered to each listed item once she said it. “I’m missing something, aren’t I? Ugh, damn, I hate when I—”

Her mumbling was cut off by the sound of a door handle turning. It spread through the house easily. The mornings were very quiet. Diamond could hear her heartbeat in her ears, though.

It was followed by a low creaking, then by more silence. Footsteps, growing louder, followed. Diamond’s eyes were glued at the entrance to the kitchen. Soon, the footsteps stopped, revealing the perpetrator Diamond had been looking for.

“M-Morning, Anon.” Diamond offered him a simple greeting. “Just finished making breakfast.” Once again, silence. Her breaths became sharper, and her eyes bore holes into his.

“Morning.” His voice was deep and gruff, matching his appearance perfectly. He was almost double Diamond’s diminutive size in both height and width. His arms and legs were tree trunks, rippled with muscles from regular exercise. He sported a full beard and locks that spilled down over his shoulders. Diamond’s eyes locked onto his, and her heart started to beat a bit faster.

The two stood in silence for a moment, looking into each other’s eyes without even a bit of communication. Sweat began to form on Diamond Tiara’s brow and started to fall down her face. Her heart begged for her to say something before it was crushed under the pressure.

“S-So!” she exclaimed. “The, um, the food. You should eat. Before it gets cold.” For a short while, nothing happened. But before long, he nodded his head in agreement and walked into the kitchen.

He took his normal spot away from the window, where she’d placed the loaded plate just a bit earlier. He picked up the fork, his hand surely big enough to fold it with ease, then began to dig into the food. Diamond watched with bated breath as he went from one thing to the next, then back again. Within a minute, his plate was half-eaten. He paused for a moment, looking around the table.

“S-Something wrong?” Diamond asked, her voice pitching up. “You can ask anything…” He looked up at her from his sitting position.

“I’d like… a coffee,” he said. “If it’s not a bother.” Diamond gasped.

“Oh shit.” What she forgot finally popped up in her mind. Her eyes flickered over to the counter, and she flung into action. The coffee was already brewed, she’d just forgotten to put it in a mug. Her hands were like lightning as she prepared it. Two milk, two sugar. Easy. She placed the mug down next to his plate. “Sorry, I was a little distracted.”

“Thank you,” he said, picking up the cup. With a small sip, he went back to his food. Diamond pursed her lips.

“A-Anything else you want to ask me?” she offered. He paused, then looked up at Diamond once again. He rubbed his eyes with his pajama shirt, then looked her in the eyes.

“Why are you naked?” The question made her heart skip a beat. Her toes curled in and she tightened her fists behind her back. “Sorry… I thought I must have been dreaming, but…”

“No, no, you’re seeing right,” she said, her voice only a bit more than a whisper. With each great beat of her heart, her exposed nipples twitched.

“Are you cold?”

“Not anymore…” she said. Her voice was low and sultry. “Do you… like it?” He paused for a moment, but his expression didn’t change. He looked down at the plate.

“The food is amazing,” he said, stuffing a forkful of egg into his mouth. “As always.”

Diamond went silent. Her mouth fell slightly agape as she watched him eat. She looked away with a frown, but she didn’t speak up about it.

Of course, this was all within her plans. His obliviousness was part of his charm.

She turned away from the table, sure to give him a full view of her ass if he decided to look up. She was quite proud of it, unlike her bust. Though they hadn’t grown like her mother’s, she found the front to be overrated anyway. She bent over, leaning over the edge of the counter in an exaggerated motion.

“I managed to get a newspaper this morning when I went out.” Diamond could tell her words piqued his interest without turning around. She grabbed the paper she told him about, preemptively pulling her ass from his view. That would surely rile him up. “I just had a bit of extra time after waking up. Would you like to read it?”

“Mhm,” he hummed. He stretched his arm over the table, requesting the paper Diamond was holding. While it seemed like a simple gesture, Diamond took it as a sign to act.

She quickly zipped over to his side, the one with the raised arm. Before he could react, she hopped into him, pushing her butt into his lap. In one swift move, she’d nuzzled herself in between his chest and the table. She sat in his lap, her back against his chest. Her heart was beating even faster than before.

“I-I’ll read it to you,” she stuttered. Even after doing it, she couldn’t believe her actions. “So you don’t have to distract yourself from eating…?” The reasoning didn’t have to make sense. She’d already gotten exactly where she wanted to be. She quickly unfurled the newspaper, focusing her attention on it before she lost herself. “Anything you wanted to read in particular?”

Despite the outrageous course of events, he didn’t seem to be too fazed. Diamond could feel his chest rise and fall with each breath, and it didn’t seem irregular at all. She swallowed hard, then ground her ass against him, slowly getting closer. Though it was faint, she felt the whispers of a bulge as it grew in his pants. His hand came down from reaching for the paper, resting down on the table. With that, she was locked in.

Though, instead of returning to his food, he pulled his hand back further. Diamond watched it feverishly as it closed in on her body. It got close enough that she could feel its warmth as it hovered over her chest. Sweat dripped down her neck and chest as well.

Beep, Beep, Beep!
Beep, Beep, Beep!

The quick beeping caught Diamond off guard. She jumped and nearly dropped the paper to the floor. His hand retreated and the cause of the beeping was revealed.

“Ah…” he mumbled. He retrieved his phone from his pocket and shut off the alarm. “It’s 7. I should start getting ready to leave.”

“Oh, yeah.” Diamond said, immediately hopping out of his lap. She stepped back a few steps for him to get to his feet. He wiped his face and replaced the fork on the table.

“It looks like I’ll have to read the cover story later.” He walked to the entrance of the kitchen and began to retreat to where he came from. “Thank you again, Diamond.”

“No problem,” she responded, with a smirk. “Anytime.”

With a nod, he disappeared from view. Diamond stood there for a few moments, listening to his footsteps lead away and eventually disappear. She looked down at the paper in her hand, then clenched it tight in her fist.

If she could buy the concept of space and time at that moment, she’d write the check in a heartbeat.

She wanted to scream out in frustration but kept it to a low growl. By all accounts, this approach should have worked. She made him something delicious and gave herself up in the most obvious way possible. She might as well have been wearing a big “FUCK ME” sign on her chest. The fact that she wasn’t getting raw dogged over the table right now was a travesty.

She calmed herself down from her silent outburst. Even though things hadn’t gone her way, plenty of things in her life didn’t. She also planned for this outcome, as unlikely as it was. Where plan A failed, there was always a plan B.

Diamond chuckled, then made her way to the table, cleaning up the remains of breakfast. If she was anything, it was ambitious.

And Diamond Tiara always got what she wanted.