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Lick It Better!
Last Updated : 2025-07-23
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Noel has always been too much—too loud, too bold and too unapologetically gay. When his life is shattered by those meant to protect him, he does what any queen would: survives, slays, and keeps his mouth sharper than his eyeliner. Enter Beaufort Sterling, everything Noel despises—rich, perfect and straighter than boiled spaghetti. Fortunately for them, the hate is mutual; unfortunately for them, the dorm master doesn’t care. Beaufort Sterling is everything Noel can’t be: ‘perfect’. He is the ideal golden boy to boost his father’s image in the upcoming campaign, and what better way than to spend a semester in the sponsored dorm rooms with the school's version of a token black kid to show how wonderful the university’s facilities are? Can the perfect golden boy keep his name glitter-free when hateful sparks turn into fireworks?
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Lick It Better! Chapter Nine: Easy to Hate
The hand grabbing my arm is by no means gentle.“I can stand on my own.”I snap, trying to twist free, but of course, Beaumont’s hold doesn’t budge; he doesn’t even look at me, just drags me from the soft sand until finally the ground transitions to the pavement, and that, eventually, turns to the tarmac.A black Bentley waits, engine humming low, and a man in a suit and pristine white gloves stands holding the door open like this is some goddamn mob movie.Hah! Must be nice.“Get in.”Beaumont says as he half tosses my body in the direction of the open car.“Are you bragging?”Is he trying to show me how easily he can replace his car?“Get in before I really lose my patience, Noel.”His words are spoken through gritted teeth, reminding me of which end of this stick I am standing on.After a sigh that’s louder than necessary, I slide into the back seat.I wonder if he will be lenient with me if I cooperate.*For a while, the car drives in heavy silence. No music. No small talk. Just t
Last Updated : 2025-07-23Lick It Better! Chapter Eight: Station
The new hairstyle looks good; it should, considering its cost.But money has never mattered to Reign.Money has never mattered to any of these people.Just to me.How many expulsions occur at St. Alderic? Perhaps seven or eight per year, none of them leave crying because they know they have a way into yet another Ivy League school, maybe this time their ‘second choice’.This was my first.The scholarship…it was a dream.This is my last year, the last one and yet…Is it even fair that a slap on their wrist is soul-crushing to me? But who the hell can I even blame at this point, my ego?"Hey, don’t make that face. It’s not that bad. I mean, yeah, he had to cut off a chunk of your hair just to even things out, but-"Reign begins as he spins my chair and waves the barber off as if to say, ‘aren't you done with your job?’.“Yeah, it's not bad.”He mutters to himself as he rearranges a few strands that have fallen on my forehead."It’s not the hair. I- yes, it’s shorter now, but thank you, w
Last Updated : 2025-07-14Lick It Better! Chapter Seven: Vacate
I can feel my stomach eat itself, but even the familiar wave of low energy doesn’t alert me that my blood sugar is low.“Noel…?”“Hm?”I snap to Reign’s face, I don’t even know how I got here, in class.“Why do you have your suitcase here? Do we have a presentation?”“What? No.”My head turns to take in my surroundings. I could have sworn the room was empty, but everyone's gaze is on me, staring warily at my suitcase.“You are freaking out the class with the suitcase, hide it.”Reign says as he takes his jacket off and places it on my luggage, hiding it from plain sight.How… how did I even get here?“No, uh...”I pause to swallow the panic at the unanswered questions.It’s happened before, being spooked out of my mind, that I find my body working on autopilot, that is. The last time it happened; I found myself halfway across town at midnight in the town’s library that doubled as a queer hangout.“I need a new place to stay.”The partial lie comes off easily as I swallow the rising bi
Last Updated : 2025-07-09Lick It Better! Chapter Six: Unemployable
One, two, three…I count my heartbeat like a chant, hoping that it would distract me from the heat coiling up my body, but despite my attempt at reason, my head moves towards Beaumont first, causing the static surrounding us to burst to life as electricity, the first flavour to fill my mouth, engulfs me the moment our lips touch.Yet, despite the delicious sensations flooding my nerves, his lips remain hard and unyielding, unwilling to react to me as if to tell me I imagined the tension.The only thing that gives him away is his breath; it’s definitely rougher… faster.Taking that as encouragement, I move my lips harsher against his as if to pry them open forcefully, but he still refuses to part them.Cold seeps into my veins at the blatant rejection.Oh God! Oh no, did I really hallucinate everything?How horrible would a straight person, correction, a homophobic straight person feel if some gay guy kissed them while they were beating the crap out of them?Ooohh....He’s going to hit
Last Updated : 2025-07-01Lick It Better! Chapter Five: Static
Bang!I slam the dorm door open so hard it rebounds off the stopper.My clothes—drenched and sticky. It did not rain today; it was a perfectly sunny day.My shirt—torn. Some girl yanked it off my frame while I was weaving through a crowd to make it down the hall for my next class; her apology, a rusted pin and ‘advice’: ‘Maybe a different store will have better stitching.’My body—bruised. The hallway suddenly became an obstacle course. I was tripped sixteen times in the span of three minutes; the last three ‘trips’ got me. My elbow hurts, my knee is scraped, and my forehead has a bump.But the worst! The straw that broke my freaking back!! I fell asleep in class, and some bitch, yes bitch, cut my hair with what appears to be safety scissors. The chunks are so uneven that it's impossible to pass it off as ‘on purpose’. Do they know how long I had to wait for my curls to form a decent hair style?“Jesus Christ. You look like you just crawled out of a sewer.”I glare at Beaumont, the cau
Last Updated : 2025-06-29Lick It Better! Chapter Four: Fan Club
Run.That’s the only word to register in my mind when the raining glitter finally ceased and his green eyes locked with mine. Instantly, I turned to the window behind me, understanding there was no way he would let me pass him by the door.Scrambling down the fire escape was easy; everything was up to its prime state since it was a new building. Without looking back, from the moment my feet hit the gravel, I ran with all my might to my next class.**“No, the hell not.”Professor Armand says without even taking her eyes off her notes.“But-”“You do not enter my class after I have arrived.”Her dark brown eyes finally look up at me through the gap between her glasses.“Out. Mr Vale. Try again tomorrow.”She finalises before her eyes turn back to her notes, and she continues to teach as if I were not standing by the door sweating and panting my lungs out.She is also, unfortunately, the head of the fashion department, meaning I should be grateful she didn’t say ‘try again next week’.W
Last Updated : 2025-06-10
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