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C.B.| Trust Fund Baby (extended)

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"The school should exterminate the free lunch policy so that extra curricular clubs can afford supplies. The band doesn't have enough money for new instruments!" I argue.

"Some students can't afford to pay for lunch every day, it would be absolutely stupid to exterminate the policy! Not everyone can depend on their daddy to give them money." Corbyn argues back, staring into my eyes.

The bell rings signaling the end of the debate club. "Great job today Corbyn and y/n. It's a pleasure as always seeing both presidents of the debate club compete against each other. I'll see you in class on Monday," our teacher dismisses us. I angrily pack up my things, completely pissed off that Corbyn would use my financial status against me in a debate.

I catch him as he's walking out of the classroom, "what the hell is your problem?" I confront him.

"I don't have a problem, what's yours?" he scoffs.

"I'm more than just a trust fund baby okay?" I say annoyed.

"Oh you're not? Name one thing that your daddy doesn't pay for," He licks his lips.

My tongue is tied. I can't name anything because it's true.

"I hate you!" I shout at him.

Suddenly he pushes me into the janitors closet and closes the door behind him.

"What are you doing, stupid?" I cross my arms.

"You're so fucking annoying," He speaks in a low tone.

The closer he steps, the more tension is added between us. Something about him turns me on, and I hate it.

"You're more annoying," I lamely fire back.

"Shut up," he whispers, licking his lips. He cups my cheek, backs me against the wall and smashes his lips against mine.

The kiss feels so good, it's a satisfying way to take our anger out on each other. I wrap my legs around his waist and he lifts me up, keeping his hands on my ass as our tongues battle for dominance in a new way. I tug on his blonde locks and he lets out a grunt.

He sets me down on the small desk that sits in the corner of the closet and lifts my shirt up off me, and moves to kiss my neck, already leaving dark purple marks. A small whimper escapes my mouth from the mixed pain and pleasure. I feel myself becoming weak from his touch, which is exactly what he wants. I slip off the desk, back on my feet. My hands grip the hem of his shirt and slip it over his head.

I backed him against the wall and leave hickeys all over his neck, as he did to me. I look in his eyes and see he still thinks he's in charge, but as I lower myself onto my knees, I see the confident look in his eyes flicker away. My confidence builds, seeing him lose control.

My fingers unzip his pants and drop them to his ankles, his boxers following shortly afterwards. I slowly take him in my mouth and fix my gaze on his face. His head is tossed back against the wall and his mouth gapes open. I'm satisfied with my effect on him until he tilts my chin up, halting my actions.