South Park Damien X Pip นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Xoxo “Shut up, Dam. You're saying this because you're jealous.” Avery chuckled. “Jealous? Why would I be jealous?” Damian raised an eyebrow. “Because you never liked anyone. You don't have feelings, Dam. You have a heart made of ice.” “Rude,” Damian mumbled, staring at Avery, who was checking her phone every five seconds. “Oh!” Avery pretended to faint on the bed when she finally got an answer from Nate. “Let me see,” Damian said.

Xavier seethed making Damien rolled his eyes while Sinister grinned evilly. "Your reminding me of a fox from the story 'Grapes are sour' one. When you couldn't get what you want you named it useless. Amazing way to call yourself precious when your nothing but an arrogant fool." Sinister mocked him making him curled his hand into a fist. "Sinister," Damien warned the grinning guy who held his arms up in a surrendering manner. Damien is the elder member of their circle. Then Xavier and Rafael. And the youngest among them is Sinister. Xavier and Rafael got the inheritance from their fathers as they were the only legitimate heirs.

days before Leslie's arrival. Morgan's P.O.V. “Morgan meet Xavier, a good friend of mine”Damien says as he motions with his hand introducing me to a handsome hunk. With golden locks, his handsome bronzed face and body that shone like gold. Broad shoulders and perfect curvy full lips with his green eyes dancing with mischief with a smirk that screams “I Know you want me"! “Yeah yeah now that we're done with the introduction, what do you plan on doing with that bitch Vivian”I say, trying not to let my body reactions to this Xaiver guy take the reigns of my brain.

But the moment I mentioned it, Damien looked completely lost. “You’re too cool not to know things like this, Damien,” I teased, leaning back on the dining chair with my brow raised. He tilted his head slightly, that faint smirk tugging at his lips. “I don’t watch movies,” he said flatly. “Just news broadcasts and sports highlights. So forgive me if I don’t know who Tyler Penny is.” I froze for a second, then burst into laughter so hard my eyes watered. “It’s Tyler Perry, Damien!” I managed between laughs, clutching my stomach. “Oh, never mind. That’s why you have me to educate you on things beyond the stock market and breaking news.”

He laughs then ends the call with, "I'll stop by the house tonight don't smoke all the good shit without me." After he hangs up I ask "everything good?" "Yeah my friends are just looking for me" "Had somewhere to be?" Shaking his head Damien replies "we do the same shit every weekend get high, go skate around, play video games, and a bunch of pointless fuckery until it's time to go home." "Can't imagine getting high and watching cartoons on a Saturday is what you'd rather be doing" "You trying to get rid of me or something? Is writing papers for a bunch of lazy dumbasses better than hanging with me"

He bit his ear at the end which caused Damien to yelp. Xavier then stood up and plucked Damien out of his seat, setting him on his hip as he moved the pillow out of the way. I pressed my hand over my mouth hard trying not to laugh at the scene, Damian sitting on Xavier's hip. My big bad betta sitting on Xavier's hip was a sight to see. Xavier sat down then placed the pillow on his lap before placing Damien on top of it. "I'm sorry about your ass little mate. I'll be more gentle next time"

Sienna made her way home from Damien's house, still feeling high but at least able to walk in a straight trajectory. As she ambled down the tree-lined avenue, the row of red maples seemed to stretch on forever. She was still laughing at the episode of South Park Damien had played her—the one with the alternative kids. It was his favourite. 'Damien is so much cooler than I ever realised,' Sienna thought. She pictured his face, his face, his outfit, and felt ashamed of her attraction to him.

🌹 Damien 🌹 The underground safehouse was dimly lit, the harsh fluorescent lights flickering intermittently as the team settled into a rare moment of calm. The air was thick with exhaustion, the weight of their near-constant battle settling heavily on each member of the group. Damien leaned against a table, eyes closed, taking in the muffled sounds of distant gunfire and the steady hum of the bunker’s generators. It had been a long day—too long. The chaos of the mission still lingered in his mind, but for the first time in days, the team had found a brief window to breathe. They were alive. For now, that was enough.

Charlie P.O.V. I watched Damien out of the corner of my eye as he moved to the line of clothes Paxton had left up overnight to dry. Paxton was probably the closest to Damien's height, but Damien's thighs and hips were a lot larger and way more muscular than Paxton's. My jaw dropped as Damien pulled them on, getting the zipper up a few inches but leaving the button undone. The trail of dark hair leading down beneath the fabric made me very happy indeed, and I had to swallow hard to keep from drooling.

He clearly was trying so hard to hold back but he was failing at it miserably. "I just a trying to sit comfortably." "Don't give me that b.s, you are enjoying torturing me. Is that it?" "I don't know what you are talking about." Raven feigned fake innocence. Damien smirked, and his hand went to her thigh as her dress was short. He started to caress her up and down. Slow and deliberate. A/N: Hey all I hope you enjoyed this chapter Xxx :P