The afternoon was still young.
The sun was brillant, distanced from the world it radiates upon. It gave the sky a blue shade accompanied by it's swirling, fluffy clouds which seemed to go well if the shining ball of light.
Mark was on his way to the library after leaving campus, the holidays were nearing and he had a project at hand. A project in which he doesn't have a partner to do with, neither does he have the help of his roommate ; Wade Barnes.
He made a round on a corner, strolling down the road to the following street.
He stopped at the intersection when the traffic light turned red, shoving his hands into his hoodie pockets. A light sigh escaped his lips, his mind began to wonder off into the horizon- feeling a sudden breeze brush his perfectly messy hair.
Nothing seemed much of a bother, except having to spend the rest of his week alone in his dorm.
Oh how he wished the senario within his dazed dream was real, the sensation of him being wanted was enough to make him want more- despite getting a few strikes on his body to get it.
Ugh, there he goes again- thinking about that obsence dream of his, being whipped by leather tendrils.
He bit his cherried, pink lips. A familliar beeping sound called infront of him, the green light flashing eagerly.
Mark crossed it, taking a turn and entering the libary which stood beneath a tall purple building.
He was gonna be there for a long time. Mark needed an escape from his hectic imagination
As he entered the facility, a calm cold air surrounded his form in an instant. One of his favourtie things about the libary, the air condition.
"Ah- Mark, it's been simply too long since the last time you came!" Lisa, the old libarian, exclaimed from behind her desk while signalling the timid man to come closer.
Mark simply placed a finger over his lips before stepping forward. "Lisa, it had only been a day since I came."
The old woman adjusted her glasses, rolling her hazel orbs at the taller man.
"Oh no matter, what can I do for you today."
"I'd like to use the computers at the back, if thats okay."
Lisa tapped away on the keyboard, her eyes scanning the screen's content before a smile rose on her lips.
"Go ahead, Mark" She said finally, gesturing to the only table at the dampest part of the libary.
He took seemingly no time at all to get to the back, taking a seat and switching the device to life.
The safeword is red...
Mark subconciously opened internet explorer, tapping google's url on the retangular box on the top of the program.
Not too long after, the website flashed to life- and Mark searched the first thing that came to his mind; Safewords
He couldn't believe he was doing this. Thankfully, not much people was present in the libary- what a relief.
'An irrelevant word, agreed by both parties, to cease an activity whether it was hurting the submissive emotionally or physically too much- "
Mark face flushed a light shade of red, scrolling down the page for more relevant points of the safeword.
Man, this was so fucking embarrassing
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*Trys to make story interesting*
*fails horribly*
*regrets everything*
DAMMIT I TRIED
Synchronocity Aka Morpheus
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FanfictionPurity is one of Mark's greatest expects. He was innocent, sweet and kind-hearted. It was strange, really, he was always shining so brightly amongst the rest. But what if all his light was shimmered off. What if he encountered someone which could sh...
