We walk into school the next day knowing that the girls had posted the video of us. The pain in Austin's eyes hurts. Gotta distract him from the rape. People talking about the video might be a good thing. It keeps the focus on us sleeping other than the rape. Us in boxers. Never hear the end of it. Austin's friend Josh comes up to us, "So there is this video of you two... people are starting to realize the full extent of what PTSD can do to a person. You're getting a lot of sympathy... but there are still those assholes that think you two in your underwear is hilarious."
Austin smiles, "It was involuntary." It's good to see him smile. Now he's gonna talk about what I did before the video was film.
"Which part, the dream or half naked?" How is half naked involuntary? All I did was take his shirt off.
"Both, Gnash got a little rough and ripped my shirt." Josh looks over at me. I know my face is bright red.
"Did that actually happen?" What the hell do you think? Austin's friends have been telling me about how horny Austin is and Austin knows what nasty shit I say.
I look down, "He wouldn't take his shirt off and he wouldn't let me do it, so that was the only way I found to get it off of him." For some reason I feel bad for what I did even though I did nothing wrong.
Laughing he turns to Austin, "Unless you want to buy more shirts next time just take your shirt off when your told." As he walks away, I look up at the people around us. They are all smiling. What do they think of me now?
Austin whispers in my ear, "Hey, let's get to class." I don't feel like talking to anyone right now.
I look at him, "Are you gonna brag about that all day?" I would keep it secret. Then use it during pillow talk.
"I'm gonna brag that after I stopped Ava from raping you, my reward was your lust ripping my shirt off." I just wanted to fuck you without the actual sex.
Looking down, I grab his arm, "Let's get to class." People are staring. I look up at the people around us. They all got really quiet. I think they heard our conversation. We get to the classroom and sit down. More people are staring.
Austin leans over to me, "I love you Gnash. We'll get through this." He grabs my hand, "I promise." I love you too.
Nodding, I look down at my desk, "What about your reputation?" Cuddling up next to Austin, my hand rubs his chest. He smells good.
"I don't care. As long as I can be with you my life is perfect." Awe. That was so romantic. He needs to be punished.
Blushing, I look up and run my hands through his hair, "If you make it obvious to people that you really like it when I play with your hair, I'll make out with you in the lunchroom, in front of everybody." He grabs my hand and digs it into his hair. Letting me twirl a piece of hair around my finger, he rolls his eyes and sinks into the chair.
Amara walks in, "Austin, Gnash, that can be considered inappropriate. Please stop." Ah hell no!
Austin tries to speak, "But... he said that... he said that he would..." He really likes this. Good to know.
I smile, "Watch this." Sticking both hands into his hair, I stand up. Everyone watches as Austin moans and falls to the ground. He has a cute ass.
Some guy walks over, "What the hell?" You people don't need to be involved! I'm trying to spend time with my boyfriend.
Austin tries to sit up but falls back down, "Gnash, class is about to start..." That's kinda like when he fucked me so hard that I couldn't walk.
