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9. Mordred

Merls: hey guys? Remember how I told you about this guy in my class who keeps looking at me?

Gweny♡: hmm vaguely. Straight guy?

Sir Lance: I think that was before I got here

Hot Knight: oh yeah. That Mordred kid, right?

Arthur: ...How could I forget? :|

Merls: okay, so... I've got lots of tea to spill

Gweny♡: milk* It's actually, "I've got milk to spill"

IamElyan: n-no it's not

Gweny♡: Elyan, who is the big sister here? I think I know best. So moo-ve over (hahaha, get it?)

KingCen: HAY! I make the dad jokes in this chat! >:(

Gweny♡: Oh, we've herd them

Hot Knight: please stop with the puns. My eyes hurt

Merls: ANYWAY! What I was going to say before I was so rudely interrupted is.... *ahem*

Merls: so I was getting ready to pack up and leave class (the one I have with Mordred). I was the only one left besides-- guess who? Mordred!

Arthur: I don't like where this is going

Merls: then you can leave

Merls: So I'm sitting there, piling all my scratch-and-sniff stickers and scented markers back into my glitter pencil case. But when I look up, Mordred is right in front of me. I thought for sure he had just dropped something, but his eyes were pinned on me the whole time, looking me up and down like I was the hottest thing since sliced bread (and I am)

Merls: He doesn't say anything, so I decide to just get up and walk away. Only, when I try to stand up, Mordred reaches his hand up and places it on my shoulder, pushing me back down. So, being the goddamn sub that I am, I obey and sit back down.

Hot Knight: Is it just be or is it getting kinda hot in here?

BFG: Gwaine, I'm gonna kill you :)

Merls: so at this point, I'm like, he's either going to kill me or pound me senseless into my desk. I was hoping it would be a mixture of the two, but instead, he started talking. He goes...

Merls: "You're gay right?"

Merls: and I'm like... "yeah, pretty damn gay. What's it to you?" And then I roll up my sleeves, trying to act tough just in case he wants to shove me in a locker

Sir Lance: No offence, but you're about as strong as a newborn kitten. How did you think you were going to take him on?

Merls: well, he doesn't need to know that, does he? Anyway, Mordred looks me up and down again and smirks like I'm his prey. He says, "So you like it in the arse, yeah?"

Merls: so this time, I shoot up out of my desk because... what the actual fuck? Like, yes, of course I like it in the arse. Don't you know how gay sex works? So I try walking away but he grabs me by my waist and pushes me down so I'm sitting on top of the desk. Then he walks between my legs and grabs my chin with his hand, making me look at him.

Hot Knight: Am I going to have to beat this douche bag up?

Merls: oh, no no no. I was 100% on board with everything. Like I said, if he wanted to turn me around and fuck me until I was screaming for more, I would've totally appreciated it. ANYWAY....