Xack's Draft: The Rancor in the Capolavoro

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(1/3) Happy birthday, Sharreen.

I couldn't do the dedication thing so I just decided to tag you @WhiteCrystalique

(1/2) These two particular chapters are exclusively dedicated to WhiteCrystalique. Please fuck off if you have common sense and you know that you’re not her. Thank you.  

This draft (Xack’s Draft) is needed to be read before proceeding to the second one (Kast’s Draft) as this associates the scenarios in the following draft.

[WRITTEN IN PAST TENSE]


[Content Warning : R18 : Sex and sensuality]


[Content Warning : Trigger warning : Abuse and violence]

“Skylar… someone may catch us.”


“No one will so can you please shut up? You’re starting to irritate me.” I whispered between the kisses.


“Midispiace.”


She held my nape as I pulled her inside the cubicle of a girl’s restroom. I immediately unbuttoned my uniform as soon as we shut the door.


She was my girlfriend and we were right inside the campus, we already did this a couple of times before and no one caught us. So why worry, right?


I unhooked her brassiere in just a blink of eyes before massaging her bare mounds. She moaned. I held her chin to force her mouth to open before sucking her tongue, she really tasted good up and down there. It sounds bad but I’d be honest here, this was what I liked about her, that she tasted good.


She held my jaw so I opened my mouth, she flickered her tongue against mine. I already taught her how to french kiss, I was glad she already knew what to do. Though, this girl was still messy in sex after all what we did. Hmm, ain’t a fast learner.


I groaned before scooping both of her breasts then I sucked it hard alternately that she moaned out loud. I hissed.


“Shh.” I glared at her. I watched as she covered her mouth using both of her hands before I continued doing my business. When I was done, I gave her kisses on her neck while lifting up her skirt. Her knees weakened when I started touching her womanhood against her panties. I smirked, she was already soaking wet. She also started unbuckling my belt.


I thrusted two fingers and watched her reaction, she was biting her lower lip to stifle a moan, I would be mad. I traced her line hard using my thumb.


“Ah, Xack…” she moaned.


We both stopped when the door of the cubicle opened. The two female instructors were too stunned to see us no one spoke.


Oh, fuck.


“What the hell is going on with you, Xack?!” My father’s voice thundered inside the whole house. “Get out of here!” I thought I was it but I saw some maids and butlers rapidly exiting the office.

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