The Bad Kids

The Bad Kids

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"Do you wanna know why we are sitting in a room with a narcissist, a wannabe, a semi-depressed introvert and a self proclaimed bad boy?" She said with a smirk as she crossed her arms and sat back in her chair. I raised one eyebrow as she leaned in closer and whispered "It's because we're the bad kids"
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Her ass hit the front of her desk and there was nowhere else for her to go. I didn't give it a second thought before plastering my lips onto her own. The kiss held fire, and I made sure to give it all I had. I trailed my right hand ever so slightly down her torso, getting closer and closer to the top of the black dress pants she had on today. I hooked a finger in the waistband of her pants before ceasing my movements and moving my mouth beside her ear. "Don't be a tease," I breathed, then walked out the door leaving her dishevelled and horny. Karma's a bitch. R-Rated. Beware, Highly Gay. Trigger Warning- may include scenes relating to rape, death, suicide, self-harm, masturbation, and sex.

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