Sweat.

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-------Shannons point of View-----------

 One thing led to another, i was hot. he was sweaty, i turned my head as he gently thrust,  his face was so intense before i looked away, the veins in his forhead tensed, the netted curtains made the room a light pink, it was nearly morning, i looked back at him,  he was out of breath, i gripped the bedsheets, moaning out in agony, my body was aching, 

he took my innocence. i enjoyed it.

{Sorry was such a short chapter, was more of a filler!} ;)

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