LOGINRhett
The air was crisp and unforgiving, the kind that demanded coats and closed windows. Giving me the perfect excuse to wear this turtle neck that I borrowed from Cole. To hide your hickeys. Shut up, dumbass. I step inside the medium-sized building as the bell chimes when I enter in the sharp stillness. A few dogs bark a few feet away. “Morning” Someone calls from the stairs above. I lift my head up and was immediately struckLuke“Don’t you just love football season?” Teagan drops into the seat across from me and lets her tray hit the table a little harder than necessary. I glance up from my plate. “You sound thrilled.”“Oh, I am,” she says flatly. “Nothing says academic excellence like thirty extra men built like refrigerators roaming campus.” I huff a quiet laugh. The cafeteria’s louder than usual. More school colours. More unfamiliar faces. Someone in the corner is already wearing a Ravenwood jersey like it’s game day instead of Monday. I pick at my food. Across the room, two guys argue over which team’s quarterback is overrated.Football season. Right. I should probably care more.Aurora appears next, sliding into the seat beside Teagan. Breanna follows, more graceful about it, setting her bag down before sitting across from me. “Please tell me she hasn’t started complaining yet,” Breanna says.“She has,” I answer. Aurora smiles s
Luke The alarm goes off at 6:00 a.m. sharp. I’m already awake. I let it ring twice before shutting it off, staring at the ceiling while the campus slowly comes to life outside my window. I shower and prepare for class as usual. Grab a coffee and muffin on my way when some asshole slams into me, pouring the coffee over both of us. Great, just what I needed on a Monday. "Putain de lundi" I hear the guy mutter. He's wearing a grey- now half dark brown with coffee- turtleneck, deep navy tailored blazer, and blue slim tailored trousers. He looked at me, then the mess on my hoodie before sighing and tossing his cup, turning to leave. Just like that. I glance down at the mess soaking into the fabric. No saving this. I make my way back to the dorm. I'm in the hallway when I spot my door open. The door isn’t wide open. Just enough to tell me it didn’t swing that way on its own. Tj didn’t come in last night. And he’s not the type to wake up before noon. I step insi
Unknown The engine cuts off before the headlights do. I stay there a second longer than necessary, watching the lights across the street flicker against glass. Second floor. left side. His room. The curtains are open. I shouldn’t be here. But I am. He went to an animal shelter today. I didn’t see that coming. Who would’ve guessed he liked animals? Maybe I should send him a dog. Or a cat. Just to see if he keeps it. A shadow moves across the window before the light clicks off completely. I wait, watching the dark pane reflect nothing but the faint glow of the streetlamp behind me. After a full minute passes without movement, I finally turn the key and pull away from the curb. There are other things to handle tonight. The city thins out after midnight. Traffic lights cycle lazily for no one, storefronts dim behind metal shu
Rhett I don’t drop her. Not immediately. My arm is still around her waist when I turn, pulse still pounding from the near fall. A man stands a few feet away, shoulders squared, jaw tight like he’s walked into something he doesn’t like.He looks about my age. Maybe a little older. Dark jacket. Breath still visible in the cold air. Behind him, a girl with red hair wearing black overalls with a coat hovers near the doorway, Amber eyes flicking between us like she’s watching a tennis match. “I said,” he repeats evenly, “let her go.” The girl intervenes with a grin. “Wow. Testosterone levels just spiked.” Aurora shifts first. “It’s fine, Marcus,” she says quickly. “I almost wiped out.”Marcus. So this is the dog’s preference. Aurora stands up straight, and I let my hand fall from her waist as the two walk in. "You okay?" Marcus asks her "Yes," Aurora answers. "He caught me," The girl just rolls her eyes as Marus seems to relax a little, his guard still up looking
Rhett The air was crisp and unforgiving, the kind that demanded coats and closed windows. Giving me the perfect excuse to wear this turtle neck that I borrowed from Cole. To hide your hickeys. Shut up, dumbass. I step inside the medium-sized building as the bell chimes when I enter in the sharp stillness. A few dogs bark a few feet away. “Morning” Someone calls from the stairs above. I lift my head up and was immediately struck by the warm green eyes staring back at me. Hard to believe she’s even related to Lucien when all I’ve ever seen in his hazel ones was nothing but cold, hard calculation. Brown hair was pulled back into a neat low ponytail, not a strand out of place. She’s actually really beautiful. “Hey” I say “Hi,” she says with a smile making her dimples deepen. “If you’re here to adopt, you’re early. If you’re here to volunteer… also early.” I
Rhett Mmh- Fuck My head leans back against the wall when my cock is pulled out from the confines of my briefs, standing at full attention as he strokes it starting from the base to the pre cum leaking tip. His other hand is still on my waist, fingers running through my skin causing goose bumps to erupt all over my body and nerves. His damn mouth is causing even more damage against my ear and neck. He’s switching between biting- literally full on teeth, this bastard- and kissing me where he leaves a bite. “Would you...could you stop that” “You have to be specific there, Tesoro” he says working my dick faster and tugging on my earlobe harder with his teeth. My breath caught immediately, a reflexive hitch I couldn’t control, shoulders tightening as if my body wanted to pull away before my mind could decide. “Doesn’t matter, stop touching me”

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