Devils Dormitory

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Fuck Off!

Rylyn's Pov

"Fuck, what time is it?" I groggily rolled over and reached for my phone, hitting someone in the face. "Damn it Rylyn!" A deep voice erupted next to me. "Who?! Desmond?" I sat up, the blankets falling off of my naked body. I look over at him and see him looking at me with a snobbish smirk and his hair a mess, his clothes were nowhere to be found on his body either. "Did it feel good?" He trailed his finger tips up my thigh. "Fuck off." I got up and began to walk to the closet until my legs started to feel weak and began shaking and trembling.

"I'm taking that as a yes." He got up and stretched. He picked up his clothes and mine and tossed them in our designated hamper in the corner. "Woah, your back is bleeding." The scratch marks were scattered all over his back, more were bleeding and all the rest were red. He made a confused face and went to lift up the blankets on his bed and saw scattered blood smears. "Oh, I guess you're right—shoutout to my barber." He pointed at me. "Shut up." We went into the closet to throw on some clothes so we could go and shower.

We locked eyes and before we knew it he was already six out of nine inches deep inside of me and my screams echoed off the closet walls.

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"Fuck, alright seriously, we need to shower." He came out the closet with the stuff we needed to shower. We were drenched in sweat, my hair sticking to my forehead. My legs quivering nonstop. I swear I saw some fog leaving the closet as soon as we opened the door. The clothes we threw on sloppily stuck to our wet backs due to how much we were sweating...I hate sweat. "Hurry up. It's late and we're gonna miss dinner." Des pulled my arm, guiding us to the showers.

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"Nhhg, Unh!" I moaned. Desmond pounded my insides without mercy. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum." I whined. We were in the shower and the water drenched us from above, the steam making it hard for us to see each other, but we could definitely feel one another's body. "Oh my god.." My eyes were rolling up, almost in the back of my head, Des grunted and held onto me tighter from behind. Doing it standing is so extreme and so much work.

The sounds of clapping echoed across the bathroom, our wet skin clashing against each other from the brute force. "Fuck! Cum inside me." I moaned. I felt him getting bigger, he quickened his pace until he released inside me. He grinded his hips, pulled out and slammed back in one last time, then let out a relieved groan. We panted and I rested against the shower wall, I was on the verge of slipping and busting my ass and I can't deal with that embarrassment.

"You moan, hah, like a bitch." He panted out. "You fuck like a bitch." I chuckled, out of breath. His eyebrow twitched and he started walking towards me. I stood my ground and stared up at him. "You fucked up." He said in a completely serious manner, not being able to hold back a smirk. "Fuck me. WAIT I DIDNT MEAN THAT, WRONG CHOICE OF WORDS, NOOO!"

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Desmond's Pov

"So how did he lose his voice?" Tati stared at Rylyn, Rylyn staring back. "Because I fuc-" Rylyn punched me in my head, making me tumble out my seat. We were all sitting at the cafe at one of the circle tables. "He's sick." I bucked at him. "That's odd. His records say he's never gotten sick, not even once." Tati crossed his legs and folded his arms. Should I ask him about Rylyn's cat thing since he does weird voodoo stuff? JJ, Layden, Mateo, and Rylyn bickered with each other while mocking him because he couldn't speak properly.

"Hey, I gotta ask you something." I lowered my voice so only Tati could hear me. "What is it?" He sipped on his tea. "Do you know if Rylyn is a magician?" I asked indirectly. Tati stared at me, observing my face. "Oh, honey you're serious?" He laughed and held his hand to his chest. "He had black ears and a tail." I specified. Tati stopped laughing and he was shocked. "He's not sick." Tati looked at Ry and I. "You two fucked." He had an expressionless smile on his face.

Rylyn choked and hit me as if I told him we slept together. "I didn't tell him." I couldn't hold back the smirk that grew across my face. "I thought so." Layden chimed in. "He can only turn back from a cat after he ejaculates, seeing how he doesn't have it means you made him cum in some sort of way." Tati stated. "Why did you think so Layden?" Tati gave his attention towards him. "I can see the fresh hickeys in between his thighs." Layden stared in Rylyns lap creepily with his face flushed.

Rylyn closed his legs and covered them, not being able to cover much because of his short shorts. "How deep is his arch?" JJ nibbled on his bottom lip. I looked at Rylyn and he shook his head no. "Like a downwards ramp." I said dramatically. Rylyn threw a biscuit at me, groaning in embarrassment. My shorts started to tighten at the thought of Rylyn moaning under me while he's face down ass up. "Come here." I whispered only for Rylyn to hear. He raised a brow and got up and walked towards me.

"Sit." I opened my legs so he could sit in the middle, right on my- "You guys sure are reckless." Tati snickered. Rylyn sat on lap, looking back at me nervously. He squirmed, trying to get comfortable because of my hard on. They all carried on with their conversation meanwhile I was stuck in a trance. I stared deeply at Rylyn's back, his ass was almost too big for my lap. I lifted his shirt a little and looked at his back dimples.

"Pull your shorts up a little bit." I said for only him to hear. He obeyed and pulled up the hem of his shorts. "More." I took my phone out, ready to take a picture, still keeping a hold on his slightly lifted shirt. He groaned and pulled them, scrunching the hem of them until his shorts looked like thongs. "Good boy." I praised him and took a picture, getting a shot of his mid to lower back, his ass with a pink tint from the spanking, him on my lap, and his face and how he looked back at the camera with a flushed face, furrowed eyebrows, a pout, and his glossy eyes.

"Alright." I retracted my hand and sent the picture to my group chat that had more than a little of thirteen people and then sent 'finally cracked that' . Everyone started spamming the group chat since they were already active. Rylyn held up his notebook that said what was that for? In small neat handwriting. "Nothing." I patted his thigh and continued reading the messages.