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Edgy Boi Gets Fucked Twice

"Write an angular scene. Then write a smooth scene. I mean do it with the feel of your sentences (not necessarily the content)."

don't rape people

I'm not supporting rape here

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Angular Scene

Edge squirms in the possessive grip of a man he doesn't know.

In the dark, he can't see, but the man throws him to the ground and pounces on him.

He cries out in disgust as the man starts to touch his naked, vulnerable body while he is sprawled on the ground, struggling to get away with obstacle of tightly bound wrists.

Those large, filthy hands settle with iron grip on his thighs, holding him in place while the man's lips find his, slamming against them despite him pursing them tight.

Irritated, the man strikes him hard across the face, making him yelp.

His mouth being dominated by the man's tongue, he grimaces. The man tastes like cigarettes and stale alcohol.

He struggles fruitlessly as the man clutches his hips, using them as holds so he can force himself inside the now howling ginger.

Tears stream down Edge's cheeks. The raw agony is unbearable, but the man is corrupt beyond giving two shits whether Edge wants this or not.

When thrashing doesn't get him anywhere, the ginger can do nothing but wait it out, screaming himself hoarse from the pain.

Mercifully, the man finally cums, slaps him again, and leaves.

Edge curls up and sobs, clutching his stomach and feeling absolutely filthy.

He needs to get out of this place.

Smooth Scene

Edge squirms in Lancer's arms, trying to get the blonde's lips on his own.

It's dark, but Edge willingly falls to his knees in the ground so that Lancer might have some fun with him. Lying on his back, he feels Lancer's breath on his neck.

His wrists are bound behind him, leaving him defenseless. Lancer massages his legs, enjoying Edge's moans almost as much as Edge enjoys his touch.

The younger shivers when Lancer's hands rest on his thighs and his lips are met by the blonde with soft yet passionate affection.

Caressing Edge's cheek, Lancer coaxes his tongue into the boy's mouth.

Edge can feel himself salivating as Lancer kisses him. He can never get enough of the blonde's lips and tongue, always starving for more.
He will never turn down having Lancer's tongue down his throat, kissing him breathless and loving him.

Lancer always reminds him that he loves him as a person, not just a body, and he does that now.

Edge spreads his legs, licking his lips slowly and turning his uke levels up to the max. Subdued and submissive, but suggestive and sexy.

Lancer tackles him with a sudden chain of kisses down his neck, pausing to leave a deep love bite which makes Edge shriek in delight.

Turned on beyond words, even in the dim room Edge eyes Lancer's arousal, hungry to feel it inside him.

He stares innocently up at Lancer with an angelic smile on his face. Lancer returns it, shaking his head, then slams himself inside.

Edge's features contort into a look crossed between pain and pleasure, but undeniable lust and pleasure win in the end.

He eagerly returns Lancer's sloppy kiss, moaning all the while as Lancer fucks him good and hard.

In breaks for air he begs for it harder or faster, otherwise moaning Lancer's name as though he'd forgotten all other words.

At last, they climax, Edge making a mess of his stomach and Lancer's, and Lancer cumming inside his uke.

The blonde kisses Edge's nose, then lays beside him, gripping his hand.

Edge never wants to leave his place by Lancer's side.