"I'm not leaving yet."

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They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered F

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They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered
F. Scott Fitzgerald

 Scott Fitzgerald

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"Ryan!" Andy laughed as I pushed him up against the bathroom wall

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"Ryan!" Andy laughed as I pushed him up against the bathroom wall. "Babe, we can't do this right now. We're gonna get caught."

"No, we won't," I hummed letting my fake vampire teeth graze over his neck. To my satisfaction I received a whimper before he pulled my chin away, forcing me to look at him. "It's our frat house, and we're in the third-floor bathroom no one comes up here."

"But shouldn't we be hosting like the others or something?" Andy laughed giving into a kiss. "Harv. is going to be mad."

"For what?" I asked into his lips. "Us not wanting to fuck with the sorority girls, because we're gay for each other?"

"Ryan," Andy laughed placing both hands on my cheeks. "You're silly."

"I'm not," I smiled bumping my nose on his. "I'm truthful. Everyone at that party knows we're together, sorority girls avoid us if you haven't realized."

"But we are supposed...to...mmRyan." It was the deep breath and soft grips on my waist that made me ignore Andy's protests. He had been the one to drag me away from the party in the first place, teasing me until he got a reaction.

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