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@laylafitzp: @drewblake if you two end up together, you're getting an I told you so

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@drewblake: I fucking loathe her. @laylafitzp

@laylafitzp: @drewblake loathe sounds a lot like love

@drewblake: No. @laylafitzp

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@laylafitzp: @drewblake hate is a strong word

@drewblake: I fucking loathe her. @laylafitzp

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He could feel the tension build up to the point he knew at this pace, a few more deep thrusts and he'd be done. And when that last thrust came, he was quick to pull out before aiming his member against her bed sheet, letting his eyes shut tight and his mouth part slightly in pleasure as he released himself. A feeling of ecstasy radiated out of his pores as his cum shot out; not wasting another moment, Drew knew that Destiny hadn't quite finished yet and he was always one for finishing jobs. Even now, despite his lack of emotional empathy towards her, he wasn't going to taint his name as the one who couldn't get the girl to finish. Quickly, he licked three fingers before pushing them into her, hearing her moan. He kept up the pace he'd held with his hips, with his hands, until she had arched her back and came.

 His breathing was heavy, pulling his fingers out and patting them on her bed sheet to dry them off. Without saying a word, let alone even looking at her, Drew looked to find his clothes, beginning to pull up his boxers and then his pants. Reaching for his shirt, he pulled it over and then found his shoes. Throwing those on, it had been about two minutes without him saying anything after Destiny had let her final moan out, but that was the plan. After his shoes were laced, he began to walk towards her door. Pausing before opening it, he mumbled with his back to her, "This is all it will ever fuckin' be. I don't want to be your fucking friend. I don't want to be your acquaintance. All you are is a desperate, easy fuck who has some twisted illusion that someone like me is going to eventually change. I have to go check my fucking mail." And with that, he left.

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@drewblake: gtfo, @laylafitzp

@laylafitzp: @drewblake rude I could be at your wedding one day

@drewblake: @laylafitzp there's not going to be a fucking wedding. Pretty sure I hate her.

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@laylafitzp: Good.

@drewblake: gtfo, @laylafitzp

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@drewblake: I have a headache.

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He stifled back a moan, letting it get caught in his throat as he pushed in and out of her warmth. His breathing was heavy, but that didn't stop him from bringing his lips to hers and kissing her just as harsh as his thrusts. Shifting a fraction, Drew was now slamming into her at a slightly different angle that offered pleasure on his end as well. A moan had left his mouth and drowned into hers as his pace kept up, plunging deep and hard with every thrust. 

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Everything seemed to be happening in a blur for Drew. His body was into what was happening, but his mind kept drifting off. He thought about whether or not he'd left the bathroom light on this morning, or where he'd left his mail. On the counter? No, no, it was on the coffee table. Had he even checked the mail that morning? His actions were far from his distant mind, however, and he had to credit the fact that he was a hormonal boy for that, otherwise none of this would have been working out. Reigning in his attention back to the girl in front of him only when she'd begun to pull his boxers down, he shook them off before letting his eyes fall onto Destiny's body. He swallowed for a second, avoiding her face -- locking eyes with her now would have made him feel guilty. So instead, he shifted so that he was hovering over her, burying his face in her neck as he position himself at her center. Without warning or hesitation, he used no discretion in plunging into her. From the foreplay, he knew she was wet enough that it wouldn't hurt -- so he used that to his advantaged and pushed in hard.

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Drew let his kisses grow harsh and sloppy, dragging his lips down to her neck once again and allowing himself to leave a wine colored mark on the crook of her neck. His hand had pulled her shirt up over her bra, and he only pulled away long enough to pull it completely over her head, Immediately bringing the connection of his lips back to her neck, his palm had found its way to her breast, palming it over the material over her bra. Sloppy kisses trailed down her neck and along her shoulder, as he stopped at her bra strap and used his teeth to bring it down. He took his hand from palming her breast, to her back, unclasping her bra while simultaneously grinding his erection along her core; the only thing between them now was his boxers. 

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The friction in his jeans was growing uncomfortable, as he let his fingers push in and out of her, trying to steady his coarse breath. His speed went from fast, to slow, to stopping fully and allowing his tongue to explore solely by itself. She was moaning  louder, her breaths were sharp, and Drew was convinced he could have had her finish by just using his fingers and tongue. However, he knew that if he wanted the results he'd set out for, he'd have to use more than just what he had been. Feeling her attempt to buck up against his forearm that was holding her down, Drew stopped and pulled away. He could feel her eyes on him, as his hands dropped down to his jeans. The movements were smooth and quick; his hands unbuttoning and unzipping his pants and pulling them down, allowing his member to go up rather than the uncomfort he felt with his jeans restricting it. Shuffling out of his pants, he quickly hopped back onto the bed, hovering over Destiny before crashing his lips against hers, the hand that wasn't holding up his weight, pushing up at her shirt again.

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Another smirk had lined his face, hearing her moan. Shutting his eyes, he continued to swirl his tongue along the crevices of her core, flicking his tongue every few moments against her most sensitive spot. He could feel her buck up slightly as her moan lingered in the air and he was determined to get her to go even louder. He wanted her neighbors to hear, both in reasoning to his ego but also because he thought that if people knew what had happened, it would only make her resent him in the morning even more. With that in mind, he held her hips down with one hand, her tiny frame under his forearm as he continued to work his tongue in different formations along the inside of her slit. Drew gave no warning when he inserted a second finger, using both and his tongue to pull more moans from the girl.

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She hadn't stopped him yet, and he didn't think she'd stop him anytime soon. Her sweats had hit the floor, and his large hands then trailed from her ankle up to her hip, letting his lips press against her inner thighs. It wasn't until both of his hands had found either side of her underwear, that he let his blue eyes flicker up to Destiny's, and in that split second that they made eye contact, he couldn't help but wonder what she was thinking. For a split second, he felt slightly guilty for what he was doing, but at the same time, his hidden agenda was the only thing he knew how to do in order to get her to move on from something that was never going to be. Turning his thoughts into another smirk for the act, his hands brought down her underwear and let them fall off of her ankles as well. Propping her legs up so that he could hook his arms underneath them and resting them on her hip bones, Drew broke their eye contact and his smirk by bringing his face closer to her core and sliding his tongue along her folds. His motions were slow, taking his time to let all of this sink in on her end. His goal was to get her to enjoy every single moment, so that when he left in the morning, she would realize what a complete asshole he was. Probing his tongue around her, he gently sucked before bringing a finger up and pushing it inside, waiting for some sort of reaction.

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All of this was much easier than Drew had originally anticipated. He thought that she was going to want to talk about the sudden change, and that he was going to have to bull shit through it all. That was far from the case, and he couldn't help but let a small smirk grace the corners of his lips as Destiny didn't let him finish lifting up the edge of her shirt before pulling his completely off. He could feel her eagerness in how she pulled off his T-shirt, but that didn't change the slow pace he had gone back to when he continued to push up her shirt. Drew stopped as her shirt began to reveal her bra, letting his eyes flicker from Destiny's, to her exposed stomach. The smirk didn't leave his face until his lips found the edge of where her bra was flat in the middle of her chest, kissing down -- slowly -- until his lips had met her belly button. His hands had slowly dragged along her sides, leaving her shirt halfway pushed up, to focus on the elastic of her sweatpants at her waist; his lips now kissing the edge of her skin. His teeth bit at the skin as his fingers clasped around the waistband, slowly, slowly, slowly, pulling them down until they'd fallen off of her legs.

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Drew had only ever slept with one other person, and even then, both of them had waited until they were both ready. However, that didn't stop the boy from knowing what he was doing. An essence of confidence was found in his very instinctual movements, from pushing himself into her body that was pinned up against the door, to the way his tongue met hers, to the way his hands ran along her sides and up to her ribs before pulling both of them away from the door. He'd walked them over to her bedroom, knowing the layout was similar to his as all the dorms were linked in structure. The entire short walk there, his lips had never left contact with her lips. Reaching the bed, he gently placed her down, not letting a thorough minute pass before he was hovering over her, one hand keeping his weight off of her and his other fidgeting with the end of her shirt. Drew let his lips get to know the spots of her neck better, his hand slowly bringing her shirt up and all the while pushing his hips into hers to begin some sort of friction.

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