When The Lights Go Out

When The Lights Go Out

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"If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character... Would you slow down? Or speed up?" - Chuck Palahniuk. Death. It's a thought. And then it becomes a thing. An actual thing. It lives inside of you, and you try to lock it away, but it's there in that box in your brain that you thought you had buried away, but death...well it cannot be killed, or forgotten. It cannot be contained. It begins to feed on your thoughts. And if you are lucky, it doesn't affect your decisions. For some it's a reminder that comes up maybe once a blue moon, and then away it goes. For some, it's the alarm you set when you have to wake up but you don't want to. -------------------------------------------- Festus Clover is a young non binary teenager who doesn't believe she has anything to live for. But then she meets Cecilia Rose, a girl who doesn't care about the pronouns she uses. And who sits with her for lunch and doesn't leave her. And suddenly Festus discovers friendship and love and life. TRIGGER WARNING: Self Harm is mentioned. Mental Health Issues are addressed.
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"Mine." His low growl of possession took my heart and the fate of my panties. They were soaked through with arousal. Damn it. I stroked his face as he sniffed the air. I prayed he couldn't smell my body's reaction to his. His hand slipped from my waist and traveled to the rip in my dress. "I can smell how much your body craves mine." My breath catches as his hand finds it home at the front of my panties. "Why don't you just submit yourself to me? Accept that you are mine and mine alone?" His hand was traveling lower, and he found my clit rubbing it through my underwear. I couldn't help but lean my head back and moan out at his skillful administration on my pussy."Moan, my name, my innocent mate. Tell everyone who is making you feel this pleasure."He had ripped my underwear off me and threw them across to hit another tree. He propped me up against the tree, causing me to hold onto his shoulders for support as his fingers took advantage of my spread legs, my dress completely exposing my pussy to him."Absolutely Ravishing." One of his thick fingers pumped its way into my hole, causing me to moan loudly into his ear. "Seth." ********* Seth Knight was not one for romance; everyone at Quillwood High School knew that. If you were a girl, you were in danger of being his next distraction. He would fuck a girl, the girl would fall in love, and he would leave. It was what had always happened. But there was a time before he had become a player. His old best friend, Belle Rivers, the innocent, sweet girl he had known since birth, kept the darkness at bay. Their mothers had been best friends since high school and conceived only months apart. They were destined to be. He was her protector, and she had kept him good, but when his dad died, the darkness crept into his heart, and the only one who could save him was forced to leave him. "Sample" (Mature scenes 18 +) {Highest rating # 29 in bestfriends ;) }

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