Whiskey Princess // Kellic short story

Whiskey Princess // Kellic short story

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"Holy shit-" I breathe against his face and he chuckles. "This is what it feels like." I look into his eyes and the dazed diamonds fill my vision with stars. "W-What what feels like?" I whisper, finding out my voice has left me. He leans back out, releasing my shirt and returning to the way we were before, only this time, a faint dimple is visible due to the little smirk resting on that mouth of his I yearn to devour. "What it feels like when you call me 'princess'" he says softly reaching for the drink. - Kellin and Vic get drunk Disclaimer: SMUT, mentions of SH, suicidal thoughts
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Life was his apartment, college and forgetting his existence. There wasn't a need for "new experiences" when he didn't think he'd see the end of that year. Kellin fucked who he wanted, partied, and carried on with little comprehension how the world worked. The two just happened to collide. T R I G G E R W A R N I N G (i was 12 and mentally ill for the love of god dont read this sparrow pls 😭)

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