O-ral fix-a-tion: an oral condition involving a person who has an unconscious obsession with their mouth. This obsession promotes the need to constantly suck or chew on something. The incessant desire to keep the mouth busy is an outlet to release nervous energy and to self-soothe.
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He swung his feet happily as he undid the red wrapper that covered his most prized possession. Slowly he pulled the plastic down the white stick and placed the lollipop into his mouth.
An audible sigh escaped his lips as the tension visibly left his shoulders.
"Please I'm trying to eat?"
"What did I even do?"
He frowned glancing at her pasta salad. After suffering in two more classes, it was finally lunch time.
"The obsession you have with those things is kinda concerning, I think you might have an oral fixation"
"Please I have enough labels let's not add another"
With a shrug she took a bite of her food and chewed slowly.
"Is that all you're having?"
"Yeah, I forgot to make anything. Plus with the hospital fees I think I need to start saving. By the way we should visit the doctor they never gave me a bill"
"Okay we can do it after sch- Holy shoot Milo what is on your neck?"
"Huh?"
She reached across and yanked the collar of his shirt downwards to expose the rest of his skin.
A large red bruise adorned the boy's neck and it was only getting darker by the second. She turned his head the opposite direction and caught a glimpse of another one on the other side.
"Are those from your accident? I didn't see them last time"
"Huh? O-oh umm-"
His face flushed a bright red as he recalled this morning. The blush was obvious against his pale skin and she raised a brow in surprise.
"Who was it? Why didn't you tell me? When did it happen?"
"Wait, wait jeez"
He scrambled to remove her hands and clasped his marks protectively. He hadn't even gotten the chance to see them yet, but he could feel them like a constant reminder of what had happened.
"Look can- can we talk about this another time?"
"Promise?"
She knew not to push him and agreed to do it on his time.
"Promise"
Emery was excited, but also anxious. Given that he looked okay, she assumed it wasn't against his will.
Milo had been avoided like the plague or beaten into a pulp ever since he was born, she had never considered him having sexual contact with anyone, but now that it was there in plain sight she couldn't help but be excited for him.
They quickly finished up lunch-or rather she did- and went to their next class.
For the rest of the day, nothing exciting happened, Milo went through two more suckers then they left and headed to the pack hospital.
The doctor who had treated Milo grasped his cup and tried to speed out of the reception area where he had been flirting with a she wolf, luckily Emery caught him before he could round the corner.
"Hey, Dr. Lucien"
Sighing he turned slowly
"How may I help you?"
"I just came to see how much I owed you guys but if you're doing free labor I'm more than happy to go"
"No need, your bill was covered the day you were brought in"
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Divine Oath
Werewolf"O swear not by the moon" At only 18 years old Milo Santos had faced the hardship of losing his mother, being neglected by his father and siblings, as well as being labeled the outcast, weak link of his current pack due to his 'disabilities'. With a...
