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Sebastian:

It’s been just under a week since my Lina Girl’s birthday and we’ve been absolutely inseparable. She’s started acting out in class to get sent to detention so we can spend time together there. We find places to hide and make out around the campus, my fingers always snaking themselves into her underwear and playing with her pretty pussy. She’s given me head about everywhere you can imagine in the school, and she’s even found a way to sneak me into her room at night so I can sleep where it’s warm. She just thinks I can’t stand being away from her, which isn’t untrue. She doesn’t understand the full extent of it, and I’m not sure I want her to.

We’ve had a couple close calls with her parents almost hearing us fucking, but I successfully hid myself each time her dad came storming down the hallway. After her quick thinking and talking her way out of it, he’d leave and I’d be right back in her tight, little cunt, pumping my dick into her while covering her mouth with my hand. My pretty baby loves to make noises when we fuck. Alina is fucking relentless . She wants to have sex multiple times a day and I can’t say that I mind in the least bit. If I don’t have something of me inside one of her holes, she’s got an attitude brewing.

It’s after lunch and we’re hiding in the gym, making out under the bleachers, skipping class. She’s been wearing skirts to school to make quickies easier. I push her panties to the side, sinking my fingers into her slick, soft folds, right to the top set of my knuckles. She moans so beautifully and pulls me into her body closer by the back of my neck, her mouth parted slightly. Her pretty tongue lashes out over her bottom lip before she bites it, then she smiles wickedly, bucking her hips over my hand.

“You look so hot fucking my fingers, Lina Girl,” I rasp out as she coos. She loves to be told how beautiful she is and how well she fucks. And I love to fucking spoil her with every compliment I can think of. I am so fucking in love with Alina fucking Timber.

“I love you, Sebastian!” she cries as she comes over my hand, hugging my body tightly and forcing a growl deep from my chest. Her legs fling out straight behind my body as she rides out her climax.

“That’s fucking right!” I bark in her ear. “Come for me, Lina Girl,” I urge on a chuckle. “You beautiful, fucking rag doll.”

“I’m your rag doll,” she breathes out desperately. I nod my head yes as I lick along her pulse, her sweet cunt writhing over my fingers. I haven’t pulled them from her body yet. Her hips are still in my hands.

“My little fuck doll, huh, baby girl?” I ask her as she nods her head yes and licks my lips savagely. Her legs kick out excitedly.

“ Yes, Bash!! ” she replies quickly. I snicker as I release her from my fingers, set her down, then unbuckle my belt.

“ I love you too, Lina Girl. ”

She melts as her knees buckle, her brows bunched emotionally from my much-needed validation. “That’s right, I didn’t forget you said it. I could never forget you,” I remind her as I pull my cock out and she immediately pounces on me. Alina is literally addicted to my dick.

Any chance she can get, she’s sucking me, licking me, fondling my balls and making me fall deeper in love with her. No one would be able to call her blue balls now, unless it was out of pure jealousy over what she does to me daily. She went from being the school prude to my perfect, slutty girlfriend. She grabs at my shaft with both hands and works me as she sucks at my tip, pulling on it with long, slow sucks. Her cheeks hollow as she works. I slap my hand on the wall above her head, needing more support as she tries to drain the literal life force from my body.

We hear a door open and freeze. We’re hidden but could easily be found if our noises led to someone searching. Her eyes meet mine. My dick is still in her mouth. Without moving anything but her tongue, she swirls it over the head of my cock, her eyes daring me to make a noise. I widen my own as I feel a zing of arousal shoot through my balls and up to my stomach. I’m doubling over her body, almost wheezing from trying to keep quiet. It hurts like hell. She giggles slightly at my discomfort and the feet moving on the other side of the bleachers stop.

Neither of us move again or say a word as there’s a pause, and a slight cough. They decide it must be nothing as their feet begin to walk once more, fading away as they cross through the threshold of a door to one of the locker rooms eventually. We both breathe out a large, collective sigh as I grab Alina’s chin, and she begins laughing hysterically at me.

“You and your fucking games, Timber!” I fake scold her as she wipes at her eyes, her giggling ongoing. I pull her up and throw one of her legs over my arm as I again push her panties to the side and start to fuck her harshly against the wall. She grabs onto me and soon, cute little repetitive noises, tiny oomph’s due to my pace and my thrusting, are coming out of her mouth. Shit, the looks she gives me when we’re fucking. Like I’m the most beautiful thing she’s ever fucking seen. “My pretty fuck doll,” I moan, trailing my cupped hand down her jaw as she grabs at my shirt and fists it in her hands.

“Say it again, Bash,” she demands, forcing me to smirk. Whatever my Lina Girl wants.

“My pretty, little, wet fuck doll ,” I grunt between thrusts as she squeals.

“ Again! ” she cries. I buck into her harder. She moans deeply, her head hitting the wall behind her as her eyes close.

“Look at me when I’m fucking you, then,” I demand in response. Her emerald eyes are on me in seconds, her bottom lip sucked in between her teeth. “That’s right. Watch your pretty cunt as you take my dick, Lina Girl,” I command. I hike her leg a little higher, both of us looking towards her pussy. I push into her body, allowing her less room to stretch outward. She’s caged in, at my mercy. I slap into her, her pussy soaking my cock with slick love. “Who’s my pretty, little fuck doll?” I ask her.

“ Me , Bash!” she responds immediately. I lick her cheek possessively.

“That’s right. Open your fucking mouth.” She does. I spit onto her awaiting tongue, her eyes widening as she swallows my saliva.

“ Bash! ” she purrs in appreciation. I smirk before I kiss her deeply. Her fingers grip my long hair, pulling my face to the side as she forces my mouth open by the jaw and then spits onto my own tongue.

“ Who’s the fuck doll, now? ” she whispers sexily. I slam my hand to the wall to help me pull out of her faster. I have to do so quickly to avoid busting inside of her cunt. She fucking got me with that one. The wall takes my cum as Alina catches her breath, watching me finish as she grins, proud of herself.

“You never do what I think you’ll do,” I finally get out. She smiles bigger, starting to readjust her clothing as I do the same, buckling my belt again.

“Are you staying with me tonight?” Her cheeks redden and she looks away. She still gets embarrassed that she wants to be with me twenty-four, seven.

“Actually, baby. My mom asked me to come home for the evening to eat dinner. I hope that’s ok,” I say quietly. Her face drops, though she does her best to recover.

“Bash, that’s great! I know things have been tense with them recently.” She doesn’t know they kicked me out months ago and haven’t allowed me home yet. Not even to the shed in the backyard. She just thinks we’re bickering, and I’d rather be with her than them. Which, again, isn’t untrue. It’s just not the complete truth. I don’t want her feeling responsible for me.

My parents should be doing that; taking care of me. Giving me a place to sleep. Fuck me , I don’t want Alina’s charity. So, I’m taking it without her knowing and framing it slightly differently in my own mind to keep from hating myself. It doesn’t change my feelings for her or my complete obsession with her. I fucking love this girl. “Can I call you later tonight?” I whisper, trying to hide my burning shame as she nods the shit out of her head.

“I’ll cut your balls off if you don’t,” she half-teases. I cringe as she laughs evilly.

“Even joking, it hurts, Lina Girl,” I whine as she bites at my neck, her hips bucking into mine. I close my eyes, savoring her touch.

“I don’t want to leave you,” she complains. I nod my head, feeling the exact same way. I need her mouth on mine like I need air to breathe. It pains me to think I’ll be going to my actual home tonight, not Alina’s.

“Wanna Skype later and fuck so I can see your pretty pussy?” I ask her. She moans adorably, causing a make out session to instantly occur, our bodies slamming back into the wall behind us.

“Baby, I want to fuck you forever,” she gushes as she sucks on my bottom lip. I nuzzle my forehead against hers. “Will you stroke your dick for me the way that I like it?” I groan, feeling myself beginning to get hard again at her request. She loves it when I pump myself full force, making that slapping noise. She always comes so fast when we rub them out for each other. It’s just usually in person. She’ll pull her pussy apart for me and finger herself the same way, making it loud and sloppy. I see stars every time.

“You know I fucking will, baby,” I promise as she whimpers, pulling me close again.

“Don’t go,” she begs softly. I hold her to me as she cries a little bit. We really haven’t been apart since her birthday and I’m anxious too. “I’m sorry, I know I’m being so stupid,” she says as she wipes her eyes.

“Being loved by you is never stupid, Alina Timber,” I assure her as I kiss her cheeks. She won’t look at me. “Who’s my pretty fuck doll?” I ask, hoping she’ll smile for me. She does so, but it’s lacking the passion from earlier.

“Me,” she says without enthusiasm, pushing me away as she gathers her backpack, the bell ringing to signal the end of the class we skipped. “Do I get to drive you home?” she asks, her eyes finally meeting mine.

“How else will I get my after-school fuck?” I ask her quietly. She leans back into me, letting me grab her in my arms.

“If you’re fucking lucky, Cox.”

She pushes me away, swishing her hips as she walks out of the gym, mad at me.

*****

Alina:

I couldn’t get out of class to crash detention to be with Bash. My teachers are starting to catch on. It’s getting harder to get in trouble and as much as I don’t want to give them credit, they’re not stupid. They’ve been seeing me around the school with him and know something’s up with us. I might be sporting a ton of hickeys in various colors too.

I pass by Claire Daniels, who glares at me. She’s been extra bitchy since she found out me and Bash are together. She makes sure to do it all when he’s not around, though he knows she’s a cunt and isn’t a fan of her. I smirk at her and continue towards my car, knowing Bash is already there waiting for me. His long hair blows in the wind as his face cracks into a smile.

I can’t fucking help it. As soon as I see him, I’m sprinting. I need to be in his fucking arms, to be completely his.

He picks me up and twirls me, resting me against my car, digging his boner into my hips. “Lina Girl,” he says softly in my ear as I practically faint. We rest our foreheads together, quietly gazing at each other for a few minutes. Nothing and no one exists outside of us.

“Are you sure you have to go home?” I ask him quietly, not wanting to let him go. Not wanting to end our day already. I need him so fucking badly, it hurts.

“Yes, baby. I promise you that tomorrow we can spend the whole day together,” he says softly. It’s Friday and the weekend lies ahead of us. I start to suck on his neck as he closes his eyes, humming and making my lips vibrate.

“What have you done to me?” It’s barely a whisper, but I’ve been wondering this since my birthday. “I’m addicted to you, Bash Cox.”

“Goddammit, Lina Girl. My feelings are so mutual, baby. I just think… I’m hoping to make some headway with my dad,” he admits timidly. I hold him to me, trying to alleviate every ounce of his pain. “Let’s get out of here. Go fuck in our spot?” he asks me. Of course, I’m nodding hard because I will never not fuck Sebastian Cox. I can’t get enough of him or his dick or his tongue or his magically gifted fingers. I drive us to the parking garage in town we always pull into to fuck in after school. There’s a dark spot we found by accident that makes for the perfect little hideaway.

But as Bash starts to kiss me, hiking my skirt up, I push him away. Something feels off. He’s stunned at my rejection and doesn’t move for a second, his face warring between hurt and worry. “Did I do something wrong?” he asks carefully. I sigh dramatically.

“I don’t have a good feeling about tonight,” I explode as Bash rolls his eyes, running a hand through his hair before leaning back in his seat.

“ Alina ,” he sighs out, annoyed. I scoff, throwing a fit. But I really don’t give a fuck.

“ What? ” I challenge him.

“You’re just mad you’re not getting your way,” he says as he levels me with a hard stare.

“Fine. Have it your way, then! I’ll take you home right now ,” I bitch with a shitty attitude. Bash rubs at his cock. He’s hard and the outline of his dick is clearly visible against his tight jeans.

“Jesus, you’re giving a whole new meaning to your nickname blue balls,” he mutters as I whirl on him and glare at his beautiful face.

“ Fuck you!! ” I shout as I begin to cry, feeling incredibly stupid and offended. “I’m not just here to blow you!”

“That’s not what I meant, baby. C’mon, Alina! It’s my parents!” he says incredulously. I just shrug, no longer caring.

“You’re not telling me something,” I mutter. Bash says nothing, clamming up as I start the car. “See? I knew it. You’re being weird.”

I back out of the parking spot and start driving us in the direction he points me. He says nothing besides giving me directions to his house. I pout as I drive.

When we get near his place, he tells me to park outside by the sidewalk that lines his street. His house is pretty small, which he seems embarrassed about. But I don’t care. I say nothing as he takes his seat belt off and turns to me.

“Alina,” he says softly, his voice kinder now. I do my best to avoid his eyes and resist turning towards him. “Baby,” he tries again as I begin to melt. I feel his fingers grab my jaw and my lip trembles as I turn to face him. “Hey, Lina Girl. Don’t cry, please.” I fall into his chest, dramatically painting him with my tears. I just can’t even fathom the fact that we’re going to be separated for the night.

“ SEBASTIAN! ”

I jump as I hear the voice of an angry, belligerent, adult male cutting through the early afternoon. The air feels tight as it falls silent, his scream settling around us.

“ Fuck! ” Bash curses as he scrambles to push me back into the driver’s seat, turning the car on for me. “Get out of here, Alina!” he yells as I see a large, red-faced man barreling down the sidewalk towards my car, beer bottle grasped in his fist.

“Bash, no! Don’t get out!!” I scream as I try to hold onto him, but he throws me off his body. I don’t understand his need to get away, until I see that the man has shifted course slightly and is walking towards my side of the car, not Bash’s.

I freeze. I don’t know what’s happening, even though it all seems to be moving in slow motion. I hear Bash next to me, but I’m watching the man approach me with a lethal look on his face and my brain stops working.

Sebastian:

She needs to get the fuck out of here. I was stupid to think it was ok for her to drive me home. My dad doesn’t want me to have friends or to associate with anyone. He doesn’t want people to know the real shit happening in our home and how he’s very much an abusive, fucking prick .

Alina is frozen, meaning she’s not doing what’s necessary to ensure her safety. I get out of the car as he passes the headlights at the front of the hood. Alina is stunned, mouth opened, unmoving in the front seat.

“ Dad!!! ” I scream as I run as fast as my adrenaline will allow, sprinting for him as he advances on my girlfriend.

“ Who is this?! ” he demands. Alina finally snaps out of her trance. She holds up her hands and looks at me for help. He reaches out, going for her door, but she luckily reacts fast enough to lock it. He yanks at the handle a couple times and is about to punch out the window when I reach him. Grabbing him around the middle, I yank him backwards.

“Don’t you dare fucking touch her, you piece of fucking shit!!” I scream as I struggle with all of my might to get him away from the car. He elbows me in the gut, and I hear Alina shriek from the driver’s seat. I’m waving at her to leave, to get the fuck out of here. She’s crying hysterically, my baby girl too much of a softy to just drive the fuck away and leave me. But she needs to. I muster everything I can and shout, “ LINA GIRL!!! DRIVE!!! ”

She crumbles, but she finally gets her shit together enough for the car to begin to move. So slowly. She’s trying to stall. Her hysterical screams fill my ears as my father pushes me forcefully into the back door and imprints my back into her vehicle. She stops, the car lurching as she slams on the breaks. I’m yelling once more for her to leave, and this time, she listens. Making sure I’m clear of her car, her tires screech away and I’m left by myself with my dad. I pray she never has to witness this shit again.

He grabs me by the collar of my shirt and yanks me towards the house. “That stupid slut where you been hiding all this time?” he asks as he throws me through the front gate of our chain-link fence.

“You told me to leave. I was doing what you fucking wanted!” I protest. He backhands me for talking back. I sprawl out across the front lawn, my ear ringing.

“Your mother’s been worried sick, and I’ve been having to hear about it. So, shut her up and get inside, you ungrateful son of a bitch!!” He walks past me, his beer bottle meeting his lips as he slams the front door.

I’m just about up from the lawn when I see Alina pull back around. I smile, even though it’s so stupid of her to still be here. She parks out front and runs to the gate, where I hobble over to meet her.

“ Bash. Get in the fucking car ,” she pleads with me, but I shake my head no.

“I’ll be ok, baby,” I lie to her as she shakes her own head in disbelief. She rattles the chain-link fence for emphasis.

“Get in the fucking car now , Bash! Fuck!! ” She’s hysterical, but I can’t.

My mom’s been worried about me…

“I’ll call you later, baby. Go home.” I start to turn away as she sobs, watching me before she gets back in her car alone.

“If you don’t call me, I’m calling the fucking cops!” she screams through the rolled down passenger’s window. She peels out as I turn back to my house, bracing myself for the hell that the rest of the night is sure to be.