TOM KAULITZ
-lol, ur gonna love this chap-God, why did I even take her there?
It was like I was talking twice as quick as what my brain was thinking and now I might be absolutely fucked.
I don't know why I agreed to strike the bet with her again, especially knowing she already had a... certain effect on me.
Then I took her to the one spot I used to go to as a kid that no one knew about.
And she listened, she understood.
In the span of one day, she figured out two new things about me.
One, I can fucking draw.
And two, I'm a nerd for Greek mythology.
Fucking embarrassing.
I ran my hands down my face in agony, I'd replayed it about a thousand times over.
"Are you playing with my feelings?"
"No."
"Fuck!" I erupted.
Lately, it's like my body and mind are broken. Taken over by her, Jesus I could smell her on me. If I tried to look another girl's way my dick would immediately go soft.
I can't even do the usual shit I do to get myself off, that usually distracts me.
I turned over in bed, trying to get some sleep before I lost my goddamn mind.
The worst part is, I meant every word of it.
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"Good boys respond with yes ma'am, do you understand me?"
I nodded.
"What was that?" She put her ear in my direction, I groaned, my dick was fucking fighting through these jeans and she had me tied to the fucking bed.
"Yes ma'am." I gritted.
Her hands crept to my belt, slowly and agonizingly unbuckling it. I could finish just looking at her, fuck.
With my hands tied around the headboard, she pulled my jeans off of me, my briefs were the next thing to go.
She pressed my hardened cock against my bare chest, stroking upwards. I threw my head back, feeling like I was in fucking heaven for finally being touched.
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