Some of them want to use you

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Cute plato 😻😽

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Cute plato 😻😽

Pairing:
(20+)Plato x (15-)Pouncival/Carbuckety
Warnings:
Underage gaysex
Cherry popping
Flashbacks
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My own writing.
Note!:
This (<<) means flashback.
This(||) means end of flashback.
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(Pouncival's perspective)

He is just staring there,
Smiling like nothing happened between us.
I hate it when he looks at me!
I hate it when he casually teases!
I hate it when he slings his hand around my shoulders.
He makes me nervous.
He makes me weak.
He makes me tremble.

I HATE HIM!

His smile.
His handsome face.
His charm.
Oh what am i thinking!?
He's not loosing his eye contact with me.
He keeps on staring, smirking, that dirty gleam in his eyes.

He took my INNOCENCE

MY PURITY

MY VIRGINITY

That Prick!
He is waiting for something. I don't quite know yet i also feel like it.

WAITING.

Waiting for something to happen.
Something that is not quite..... No!
Something that is not to be done.

It all started with a GAME.

I was still innocent then.
Playing with Tumble and Misto.

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"....7....8....9.... Ready or not here i come!"

I lifted my head up and opened my eyes, starting to find both of my friends.
My ears perked as it heard some shuffling behind a rusty old waste can. I slowly crept towards it, i leapt towards the back of it only to find a giggling Tumblebrutus.

"Gotcha!"

"Aww... No fair! I was only kicking away that stupid newspaper. Never thought you'd hear that."

Tumblebrutus stood up, dusting off the cinders on his coat.
I left him to search for Misto, he's a sly cat that one. He is way better at hiding than seeking, he is really good at these. One time when we were playing, we almost thought that we had lost him, alarming the whole tribe, bundling up in separate search parties to find him. Turns out that he only had fallen asleep inside the old car's hind storage compartment.

"Meow!! Hiss!"

We turned towards the old oven, gazing at a pissed and surprises Mistoffelees.

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