Him. (Tronnor AU)

Him. (Tronnor AU)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Sep 6, 2019
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The love of Troyes life just died a few months ago in a tragic accident and he's completely lost without him. He's barely moved from his bed since the funeral. But, when his friends, Zoe and Tyler, convince him I go out to the club with them one night and he sees a guy from across the dance floor and can't help but stare. The way his eyes catch Troyes after a few seconds leaves him breathless and full of butterflies, something he never thought he'd feel again after his boyfriends death. Though, when he finally decides to say hello, things don't quite as planned.
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Two people - broken in their own way - collide. Francesca's life was completely normal up to a couple months ago. Ethan's never known normality. Two people. Carrying a massive weight of secrets. Only time will take for their barriers to break and their walls to fall. Mature content throughout: PTSD, Language, sexual themes, smut, drugs and alcohol. - - - My insides are begging for me to let go, and I don't think I can hold no longer, but for my own dignity, I do, trying to push it down. It's too soon, embarrassingly soon. "Don't you fucking dare." His voice is hard, demeaning, and that alone makes my insides tighten further. The pressure becoming unbearable. Ethan's hand grabs my wet hair, twirling it around his hand before he pulls me up by it, and I wince slightly before sighing as my back hits his chest, his cock still buried into me. He palms my breasts, my nipples hardening further, and he rolls my right one between his fingers before pinching it, and I whine at the feeling. Dickhead. "Cum for me right now, Francesca, or else."

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