I tremble the words barily coming out, "W-w-who i-is i-it?"
Shay was shy, but still had some friends. He had always suffered from extreme paranoia. He had learned to keep mostly to himself, look down when not checking if people are watching him, and never stand out. One day he felt somebody watching him like normal, but different somehow. When he turned around he saw a person looking in their direction from a corner who swiftly got out of his line of sight. What?!
Always surrounded by the fake people, Neil was always bored. He was the son of the superintendent, and to his father, he could never do wrong, no matter what. Because of that most teachers and students feared him. There was only a few interesting specimens at school, but the most interesting was a small boy. I was a year ahead of him, there was nothing that made him too interesting, there was just this... air to the boy that intrigued him. It would take a long time, but the boy would be in his life.
(This is my first book, I'm sorry if it is really bad. Please give me feedback! Also I might not update often, and I'm editing this story to be better as I go. I don't even know how this is going to end, so let's both just watch this story unravel.)
(Warning: This story is a boy x boy story, if you are prejudice please read a different story, also this story involves, stalking, and similar themes inside of it, if you are not comfortable with this, please do not read, this list may get longer as the story goes on.)
He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in.
Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-"
Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard.
The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable.
"Y-you should-"
"Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?"
Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled.
"Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises.
"Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on.
Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?"
Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that."
"That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey.
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WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink.
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