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A party was hosted for their batch, mostly done by Val's influence and money. Oh how she loved to boast her riches to everyone. Party here, party there, party all day long is all she could think of.

Val absolutely loves to brag her awesome party spirit.

The group was already there, only two were not yet in the picture. Blaring lights out in the field, longer tables filled with either alcoholic drinks or spiked beverages, flashy--almost to none-- attires.

"Where the fuck is Nox? That bitch better be not having sex with Lawrence again." Val sneers, aggravated that her favorite party person wasn't present.

"Lay off, Val. She'll be here.. of course, with that shit head Lawrence." Adam snides, fist bumping Ken for agreeing with his hateful statement.

"You're just bitter patter after she rejected your sorry ass in front of the rugby team." Jess and Blaire gave each other a high five, laughing at Adam's angered face.

"Fuck off, that was what, years ago?"

"Technically a year ago." Mitch added, red cup in hand that was filled with alcohol. "You honestly thought that she'll dump Lawrence like that?"

"Adam was fucking confident that Nox would dump her long-term relationship for Adam's abs." Val humoured, earning a round of fits from everyone.

"I agree though, she is way better off with someone else than fucking Lawrence Barns." Ken chimes. "Nox is a pretty cool gal, not gonna lie. She helps us and supported our shits, even joined us. She deserves more than Lawrence."

"Come on guys, he's still my best friend." Blaire defended, wrapping her arms around Mitch. "Don't talk like that."

Val snorted, mocking Blaire's defense. "You tell me, Blaire. Your best friend sucks, and you're all just pussies to hide that lone shit to your very best friend."

"But seriously, I thought they were coming?" Jess curiously wondered.

"She did say in her text that she'll be a bit late, but she'll come."

"Dumb bitch probably screwing her lousy boyfriend again."

"How much is Nox gaining again?"

"More than a thousand obviously."

"That woman is taking this shit her business."

"Is she seriously fucking Lawrence?"

"No way." Mitch says, gulping his own drink.

Indeed Nox was. In fact, she was having one of the best nights of her life.

In their shared apartment, after classes and after their friends disturbance, the couple went home to 'prepare'. A different type of preparation though.

"Fuck! Yes, baby, fuck me deeper!" Nox moans, scratching Lawrence's sides as he pushes the back of her thighs above her sides, stretching her pussy even more with every thrust he makes thanks to the position they're in.

"Shit! Lawrence--oh fuck! Come on, baby!" Both sweaty as they rabidly touch one another. Skin on skin, legs spread open for him, lips on her neck, moans filling the entire apartment.

"Still so fucking--ahh tight after what? 3 rounds?" He huskily whispers, digging his cock deeper in her convulsing pussy, the tip abusing her cervix repeatedly.

They were both exhilarated at what they did, enjoying their blissful night together.

"I'll be fucking happy to--ohh yes! Be absent on---hah-- Val's party for this! Fuck, I'm cumming again!" Gasping for air, Lawrence didn't pull out when he suddenly turned her body to go on fours.

Hands flimsy grasping the soaked sheets, she could feel her stamina depleting yet her libido still skyrocketing. His hands tightly gripping her waist as he pounded her from behind. "Such a good girl for me. My horny good girl!"

Lawrence absolutely loves every part of Nox. From her personalty, snarky attitude to her curling toes from pleasure.

Same with Nox.

She'll fucking go heaven and hell for Lawrence.

"Yes, fuck! Fuck that cum in me again!"

Thighs shaking, their conjoined juices cascading on their thighs with each thrust they shared.

"I'm going to--" Lawrence pants, lowering himself to peck her spine. "Fuck.."

"Cum in me, baby."

And he did. Overflowing her pussy with his cum, her legs trembling from overstimulation.

She could feel her walls getting painted white by Lawrence "I belong to you, Nox. My cum agrees."

"Fuck yeah. All of you belong to me--ah! Don't pull out, babe!" She complains, not liking when his cum drip out from her pussy.

Therefore, he plunged it back in, Nox gasping as she giggled. "Damn it, babe."

"You asked me to cockwarm, don't complain there."

They both lay panting, breathing for air as if they ran out of it.

Just then her phone rang for the nth time.

"That's Val." Nox groans, not liking that she has to get cleaned and up for the party.

Exactly then, Lawrence's phone rang too. On his wallpaper that had a pouting Nox on it, had been covered by Blaire and Mitch's numerous miscall.

"Damn it." They cursed in sync.

When the both of them got cleaned and dressed for the party, they were an hour or so late when they arrived hand-in-hand, earning an earful from Val and curses from Blaire.

It was chaotic. She was tugged left to right, leaving her boyfriend's side in distaste.

Colorful tarp papers now ripped, confetti coating the field, patches of the soil now drenched with piss, alcohol and random shits.

A mess.

As expected out of a party. It's not a party if it's not messy.

Despite the abundance of irresponsibility, they did enjoy the party. Drinking mountains of beverages of different flavors, smoking a variety of weeds namely cocaine and marijuana, bongs shared and passed, money all over the place.

Horny hormonal teens grinding on each other; strangers, friends, acquaintances.

They were having a blast.

"Hey, Nox." Lawrence quietly whispers on Nox's ear as they danced rather slowly despite of the continuous beat from the booming speakers.

Arms around his neck lovingly, "Hm?"

"Let's get married once we graduate."

Nox didn't know if it was the alcohol in her system or just her smitten for her boyfriend, because her face was redder than anything.

"You sure about me?"

"You're seriously asking that?"

She nods, hugging him. Face on his collar as she leaves pecks on him.

"I didn't ask you out for us to fuck and move on, Nox. I asked you out in hopes of marrying you because if you ask me, I'm more than sure about you."

Nox gingerly moved her head to tilt upwards and focus her light brown irises to his baby blue orbs. "Let's get married after graduation, Lawrence."

"Mhm. Fuck yeah. I love you."

"Not as much as I love you."

It was great.

A night filled with laughter, joy, probably high and drunk students.

Promises spoken to one another.

And a single video broke everything within her.

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