《Unveiling the Arcane》Dante
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Attacked
Everyone around me was going crazy. Maddox who was normally nothing but stoic even if it wasn't by choice was mooning over a girl. A small fragile-looking thing. From what I could see there was nothing that remarkable about her. Wheat-colored locks fell to her hips and her big blue eyes seemed to be able to reach into your soul. Fine, she was attractive. I grit my teeth at the admission. Still, her influence was like a parasite. A tapeworm that crawled so deep into the bowls of her targets that they would never get rid of her. I had expected better from Maddox. Normally he was as guarded as I always was. That's what made us a great pair. We understood each other a lot better than the others did.
The fact that Maddox was so intrigued by this girl made me as intrigued and it only served to frustrate me further. I felt my skin heating in a flush and had to calm myself. Control, I needed control. I always needed control and that was the big problem, I guess. Sage fucking Flower made me feel like I had no control. I wanted to tie her down and take all control from her. Watch her wraith as she begged me to give her what she wanted. I would when I decided she deserved it. My teeth ground together again as I glared down at my tented pants. No control. I had no control, and I was starting to spiral.
My phone buzzed with a text and was sure I chipped a molar with the friction of my teeth. I wanted to throw the device against the wall, but I couldn't do that. I needed to punish myself a little more. Though I needed to take care of something before I could go anywhere. My cock throbbed with the need for release. I felt like a hormonal teenage boy as I stripped and stepped into the shower.
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With the hot water running down my body I couldn't help but imagine having her here with me. How hard would it be to get her to submit to me? In my mind, she's a submissive little bunny as she follows my orders. Her blonde hair darkening as the water runs down over the strands. I bite my lip as I think about ordering her onto her knees. Big blue eyes look up at me from under thick eyelashes. As I griped myself in my hand, I imagine it was her mouth on me as she bobbed her head up and down my length. The Sage in my mind had no problem taking me to the hilt. I growl as my movements became faster and uneven. The illusion shattered as I came apart all my work just rushing down the drain. Even as I curse myself for the lack of control, I can't help but wonder if she would have spat my come out, swallowed, or pulled back as soon as I began to come letting me empty on wherever body parts are within range.
I was so fucked, and I knew it. My cock knew it. Hell, everyone on campus besides Sage probably knew it. I noticed her as soon as she walked into psychology and sat down in front of me. The fact that I had taken notice of her in itself was telling. I never took a true interest in anyone before. Then after physics, I turned around to see her and Maddox stuck in that intense gaze. I had never felt jealous of any guy over a girl before, but I had been in that moment. Jealous, and of Maddox. Not that he wasn't a great guy or not in her league. Nothing ableist like that. Maddox was one of my best friends. If he had found someone who could accept him the way, he is; I should be happy for him. I was a shit friend. Even with those thoughts in my head I still couldn't get her out of my mind. If either of us weren't good enough for her it was me. I was damaged beyond repair. I should stay away from her. She didn't need to be brought into my shit.
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I pushed the gloom out of my mind and threw some jeans and a comfortable shirt on before I headed out. I had to go meet the guys.
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