The Freshman // Calum Hood

The Freshman // Calum Hood

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I swallowed thickly, taking discreet steps backward as the boys in front of me drew closer. "What is that supposed to mean?" "It means, that you're with us now, Freshman. No matter how far you run, how loud you scream, or how hard you resist...you're in this for the long run." The tense, heavy silence that hung between the five of us was suffocating. Luke clapped his hands together, sending me that dazzling smile of his despite the severity of the current situation. "Right. Now that we cleared that up, let's get moving. We have work to do."
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"Do you guys want to date him?" Calum asked, his brown eyes hopeful. "Yes," Michael and Luke chorused, their mind filled with images of Ashton, and his giggle, his sweet smile, and those thighs. "Now we just have to make sure that he likes us," Michael said. "And that he likes boys." "Please," Calum said. "Did you see his ass? It's practically made for a dick to just-" Michael and Luke cut off the boy's crude sentence with twin flicks to the side of his head. ❥ashton!centric ❥fem!ashton

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