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Glowstick x Pitchfork

1:13 am 7/9/2022

b4 elimination

Pitchfork and Glowstick were sitting at the rock that Album usually hides at, but she was 'busy' with Coconut (😊😊). Glowstick moved his hand onto hers, but she pulled away and ignored him. Glowstick frowned, wanting to talk to Pitchfork... or maybe do so something else..

"Stop leaning towards me, sicko." Pitchfork growled, scowling at Glowstick. He caught her eyes, locking her in eye contact. He continued to get closer, closer..

-mwah.-

Pitchfork didn't notice the kiss until she subconsciously leaned in, suddenly pulling away. "Pitchfork.." Glowstick smiled sweetly, Pitchfork catching a bit of lust in his voice. "NO. We are NOT doing th-" She was cut off by Glowstick grabbing her, catching her off guard. He bit her 'neck', a groan escaping her lips. She dug her hands into his plastic as he bit harder. "Glowstick~ Ahg.." She moaned, his hands teasing her slit. She opened to him, just wanting to hurry this up.

He pressed his finger in, moving it around, continuing to attack her neck. He thrusted slowly, rubbing her clit as he put another finger in and thrusted faster. She moaned loudly. "Scream for me~.. Show me how good this feels, slut..~" Glowstick whispered into her ear, putting the rest of his hand in and thrusting fast. She was screaming and moaning his name, her body shaking. 

-Oodle could hear someone screaming, but he ignored it because he was busy reading Wattpad.-

She gripped him, letting out a final scream, hurting her vocal chords. She climaxed, her cum spilling out onto his hand. He licked it off his hand and kissed her. She pulled away angrily, hoarsely yelling at him. "You damaged my vocal chords, idiot!" He smiled at her, knowing how much she had enjoyed this moment. 

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2 12 am 

i need to eat..