Last night was amazing. Last night was fantastic. Last night was wonderful. Don't let Cade's sour mood affect you. Do not let it affect you. I chant over and over in my head as I sit in class in between both Cade and Claudia.
Today's going to be even more wonderful. Don't let this affect you. Do not. I think back about this morning. This wonderful morning.
"Should I wash this and bring it back or something?" I ask Michael about Veronica's clothes that are still on my body.
"You don't have to. She won't miss that outfit." Michael emphasizes on that with a chuckle. He looks away from the road to catch my reaction.
"I'm aware I look horrible, thank you." I say playfully with a pout. Yet still incredibly self conscious about my appearance. I bring my hand to my hair, pulling all stray hair back into the bun.
"You look cute." He says as he pulls up into the driveway of the dorms. My heart quickens in my chest at his compliment, a blush covering my cheeks.
"Th-thanks." I mutter, my hand reaching to the handle of the car. Slightly embarrassed and aware that I can burst with excitement in any moment I try to leave the car.
Michael has other plans as locks all the car doors before I can leave. I slowly turn to him, my eyes furrowed.
Michael just chuckles a bit nervously,"So thank you for helping me last night-"
"It was nothing." I quickly say. Michael raises his eyebrow at me. My eyebrows quickly shoot up and I cover my mouth with my hands,"Oh my gosh, I'm s-so s-sorry Master Michael."
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Red Sir, Red
General Fiction"But this was.. this was different." When does the line cross from BDSM to domestic violence? Is it when the bruises no longer turn her on or is it when Arryn's safeword stops being safe. //// If you are unfamiliar with the bdsm world, no worries be...
