Eaten Alive.

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I should just change this group's description to, 'Shitty smut.'

For PandorE. It was her birthday, she couldn't figure out a pairing so here's two random dudes touching eachother. I'm late. I'm a bad person for not remembering sooner and to make up for it. -stares at story-

...I'm high? (Good enough excuse? Yeah, yeah)

Hope you had a wonderful day filled with food and gore(Also the occassional man on man action.-cough-) Love you ;D

just so you know, I cheated, I wrote this like, before you even confirmed it was okay if it was two randoms. xD Like right after you answered you asked me what pairing I liked I was all, 'GO!'

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“So have you heard?” My friend wanted to intrigue me into one of his conversations, I assumed it would be the usual, girls or sports, but his next line surprised me, “Abel is a fag.”

It caught me off guard, this was certain, my lips pursed, “What makes you so sure?”

He nodded in the direction of a dark haired female, she definitely appeared to be troubled, and the bags under her eyes were considerably noticeable. What she had to do with this, I wasn’t entirely sure, “That’s his ex, she told her friend he left her because he told her that he wasn’t into women anymore.” He was smirking, it made me annoyed,

“That doesn’t mean-“

“He’s been eyeing you for quite some time too, at first it was fine, he had a girlfriend so I figured it was whatever, but now that he doesn’t,” My friend leaned over closer to me on his desk, “It’s just plain creepy. Watch it, he may eat you.”

I snorted and brushed off the warning, I really should have heeded it though.

I soon learned that Abel was nothing, but savage when it came to his desires. He wasn’t a patient man apparently and I didn’t really take kindly to this. Yet I did nothing, I did nothing when he forced his mouth upon mine, I did nothing as his tongue ravaged my mouth and I again did nothing as his leg forced its way between mine. I didn’t try to fight him off, I let him pin my wrists above my head and I groaned in the back of my throat as his hand crept up and under my shirt.

Did I even murmur a plea to stop?

Was it that I really did want to be devoured by this boy?

He was charming enough, in looks, his attitude could use a bit of check. His practically black hair would tickle my face as he leaned over to press our mouths together.

I may have squirmed; I may have contorted when he thrusted deep into me or his body was weighing far too much on me and hindered my breathing, but it was no sort of a rejection.

“Stay still.” He would whisper and his hot breath would wisp over my damp face, his hand would release my wrists then grip to my waist along with his other, “Breathe.” He would instruct and the familiar pain and pleasure along with the shifting of my body would follow, a gasp came from me as he plunged even deeper into me,

“S-stop.”

But I didn’t want this to end at all.

“No.”

I didn’t care how forceful he was, as long as the end result was the same.

My fingers gripped to the sheets, his touch was lingering on my dick. This man had no idea how much his body drove mine crazy.

I could feel it now, how close it was coming, my body was shivering, and it was quivering. My groans only made him quicken his pace, driving me closer to release, “Faster..” I breathed out, my fingers digging into his back as I tried to hold on to him, “H-harder…”

Panting heavily, I felt some of the hot substance spill over the tip.

This boy, I couldn’t even describe what he was doing to me.

It was then, that one last thrust into me, it had done it in for me. A short cry soon muffled by his hand escaped me and the cum spread over my lower abdomen, my body, it was shivering slightly. I breathed in heavily through my nose; my eyes remained fixated on his violet ones for the moment.

Why had he stopped?

Just because I had-

But then I realized it. He moved as if to pull out and I could feel the very mess he had left in me, it was hot, burning actually. As soon as his hands left my mouth I exhaled heavily, the feeling was uncomfortable.

I lifted my end up and told me to sit still.

“Sorry.”

He had a strip of cloth and wiped my backside, he didn’t seem too pleased with himself.

“Went a bit…overboard.”

My head shook slowly, “You couldn’t if you tried.”

His body crept over mine and his hands landed firmly beside my head, he leaned over and sunk his teeth into my jaw.

He really had eaten me.

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