Chapter Seven

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Ahg. I'm seriously getting tired of writing. I don't even know if people are even reading this. But hey, I made it to seven.

I've decided to make this a short sequel, at least shorter than Bards Cousin.
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  ✌Lorna~

  "Mk, thanks mysterious dude. But why are your hands wet? Seriously, your finger feels like a mole rats dick that was wet from the rain."

After my kind compliment, I was dropped to the floor. What a gentleman.

"That was a unusual thank you, and I--um-- just came back from the bathroom."

"Oh. That's nice. I'm gonna go, because ew."

  I'm not only leaving because of his hands, I wanna go because of the whole...incident....earlier. I mean, I don't know if I should be proud that I gave an emo pirate a boner, or grossed out.

But before I could, he grabs my arm and slams me against the wall.  I turn to look at his face but his head is bowed down, beautiful midnight blue hair (A/N: it's been so long, I forgot his hair color)  covering his azure blue eyes.

  "What the fucking  french crepe are you doing?"

Ciel says nothing as he slides one hand down my waist, pulling me closer toward him.

He grabs my chin with his cold, wet, hand and slowly leans in.

My LipGiNitY  wiLL bE StoLEN!

Before I could properly react, he glides his thumb over my lips and lets go of my precious face.

I turn to run and wash my mouth out, but he grabs me again and pulls me into an empty bedroom.

For a fourteen year old who can't dress himself, his pimp arms are fully fucking functional.

"Lorna...,"

"Oh thank god, I thought you needed water or your throat was dry becau-,"

"Take off your clothes."

Did he really justnnnNooo. Nonono.

"Umm, what? I only do that to take a shower, young master. So, no thank you."

"I said," He grabs my arm, forcing me back, "Take. Off. Your. Clothes."

I gulped,

"I see no shower here."

He leans in close to my ear.

"But I can still make you wet."

And with that, I'm pushed onto the bed.

A/N: THIS COVER MADE ME  N U T  SO HARD, AND I DIDN'T THINK WAS POSSIBLE BUT DAMN TYLER.


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