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Look over there. Rima paused as she pointed to him. Ikuto. The leader of the whole school. The one person who is able to manipulate everyone around me. I was the only one who thought he was nothing special. In my personal opinion, I thought he was just a normal high school jock that was blessed with good looks. She started to squeal as he walked closer to my locker, causing me to roll me eyes.
Great. Not only is his locker next to mine, but also Rima is too. This is going to be a long year. I guess Ill just have to deal with it. A buzzing sound ringed through my ears making me jump.
Oh no, Im going to be late. I whispered to myself. I started to fast walk to my class but was suddenly was stopped by a hand on my shoulder that startled me.
I turned around to find Tsukiyomi Ikuto. Ikuto Tsukiyomi. I sighed.
You know my name? He said, acting surprised.
Yeah, who doesnt? I sa
Amuto Highschool chapter 4Just one kiss? What he didnt know was I had something else planned.
Yep, and then ill start the car.
Alright. I strained my head to reach his. I leaned into his lips and then quickly turned my head slightly to kiss him on the cheek. As I pulled away, he placed his hand in my hair, forcing me to come closer. I tried to move away but, of course, he wouldnt let me. I could see the persistence in his eyes. Meeting me half way were his lips. He aggressively claimed my lips as his.
For a moment a just froze, completely stunned. No. Not him, the one person I swore not to got out with, but here I am, being kissed by HIM. His hand was on the back of head, his fingers running threw my hair as he tried to get a response out of me. No. If he gets me to kiss him, its like admitting defeat. Its like admitting that I like him. Wait, do I like him?
Coming back to my senses, I pushed him off me and slapped him.
Either youre a really bad kisser
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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