Monday - After School

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I walked out of psychology, finally able to relax. I had to take off at break time to take care of a kid who sprained his ankle in the gym. (Turned out to be faking to avoid his bullies.) Ryder instantly got to me, trying to make small talk. "Ok I have to go now," I said as we reached the nurse's office. I could practically feel his annoyance before he gathered himself. "Of course, cya tomorrow."

I sighed in relief and entered the office, closing the door behind me. I felt Shockwave's presence even before he said anything. "Street boy still hitting on you?" "As always," I replied, turning around to look at him. I almost yelped in surprise when he pinned me against the wall, though the jealousy coming off him helped get over that quickly. "Does he know you better than I do?" he asked, lightly kissing and biting at my neck. "Of course not," I barely kept my voice even, instinctively letting my head drop back, giving him more space to work with. "Does he know your weak spot?" he near growled, using his hands to caress my stomach. "N-no," I replied, my voice starting to break with pleasure.

"Good. You are mine." I justabout melted into the kiss. "O-only yours.." I promised. And I meant it. No one else came near me. No one else touched me. No one knew me like he did. In that moment, nothing mattered. Not Ryder, nor people walking in on us, nor anything else. I was his, as he was mine and nothing in the world would be able to change that.

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