Skeppy Face Novels & Stories

His shoulders shook slightly allowing her to see the mask he had placed on his face crack from the pressure. "To be honest... Overwhelmed and exhausted" Skye said lowly as his eyes drooped heavily, his eyes growing painful from the tears that were fighting against his willpower. However he continued to allow them to stay in place knowing that it would be embarrassing to break down in front of a complete stranger.

Sküülen cursed, not taking her eyes off their destination. Following the arm, it separated into another at the elbow being attached to the body by a singular bicep that had ragged skin slopped carelessly over the bone. A form seemed to pull itself closer, a purple-eyed face brought itself into view, a boned face that was only half covered by what looked like dead flaky skin that was falling off continuously, locked eyes with him. ‘I can provide the air you need to breath bright one, all you have to do is open your mouth,’ it said, the voice seemed low and raspy, as it spoke Rex’s head began to ache, its mouth did not seem to move as it spoke to him.

He was wobbling on his two legs with his hair sticking out in all directions and a drunk smile plastered on his face. Even then, he still managed to look handsome and his boyish persona was coming out. Just like it did in the park. Like he was free and I couldn't help but wonder what really has been bothering him. What's so hard to show and so easy to live behind a facade? Soon enough, Skye stood directly in front of me and I saw Shivaay scramming everyone away from us. He's a sweetheart for not telling anyone about my secret feelings for Skye.

or so I wanted to believe. "Hi there, Mister Rouge!" I snap my head down to look down at the pup. Those hazel eyes only belong to one man. That hair and those ears and tail too. "I'm Skylar! This is my friend, Ebony! Nice to meet you!" They sparkle so bright but all I can see is Tristian Parker.

I stared at my phone, and the picture of Connor and I kissing in my car before we left to go nap at his house. Someone had taken the picture through one of the classroom windows by the looks of it. There was only a single caption over the photo. Guess who's the ultimate fuckboy? "What the hell is this, why would someone do that?" Connor shrugged towards me, a bewildered look on his face. "I know right, they took away the snapchat hotdog filter, and now this!?"

"You're making fun of my cum face, aren't you?" "What?" I feigned ignorance. "How would I? Why should I? It's not like you have the most hilarious cum face I've ever seen." His fake frown disappeared and made way for a cheeky grin. "Mine is the only cum face you've ever seen. You know that." I rolled my eyes. Corky bastard. "I wouldn’t be so sure if I were you." I replied. He was right, absolutely right. However, it always gave me great pleasure to deflate and bruise his oversized ego.

the bony-faced man interjected but he wasn't sounding too steadfast this time around. “Just forget about what the boss would think for a moment and take a look at this piece of cake over here. Tell me you don't want to have a bite of her?" The man with a funny face said and that is all what it took for him to convince his companion. “I do want to suck her boobs and drive my cock deep down her throat." “So what's stopping you then? What's stopping us from having fun with her?" Like the devil the odd looking man planted a seed of sin inside all of them.