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(You are currently in middle school 13 yrs old)
Your life is good, you have a small friend group, you stay under the radar, and get pretty good grades! That was about to change though…
It all started in the middle of your 7th grade year on a friday, you were walking down the halls to go to your next class, you were late because you lost track of time when you saw him.
a 8th grader,his name is Damien he keeps to himself most of the time but is known as the “emo goth dude” as you've heard people call him.
He was looking- no, staring at you.“Hi…?” you say confused. “...” He doesn't answer, he just keeps staring, it's starting to freak you out so you walk past him, he follows you with his gaze then snaps out of his creepy staring sesh and walks off slowly.
‘that was… weird’ you think, still freaked out by him staring at you. You speed walk off to your next class rather fast, almost like you're running away from him, his gaze.
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After school you get picked up by your mom, she says she's gonna go with your aunt to the bar for awhile, you know what that means, she's gonna be gone all night. She does this a lot but because of that you're used to it.
You get home and your mom hurriedly gets dressed and does her makeup before leaving. You already can make dinner yourself so you make some mashed potatoes with gravy and pork chops, it doesn't taste as good as your mom's cooking yet but you're getting better.
After eating you do the dishes and take a shower, getting ready for bed, you brush your teeth and change into your pajamas (it's just a KISS T-shirt and comfy shorts) you lay on your bed and get comfy.
then the interaction from earlier today pops up in your mind, ‘huh, that dudes weird… I am so going to tell my friends about that.’
You start to drift off to sleep when- “CRASH!” you hear the sound of glass being smashed, you immediately launch up from your bed, scared, you stay quiet just in case there is an intruder, and call your mom, she doesn't answer, you call your sister, she doesn't answer.
your mom always told you to never call 911 because they always make things worse, oh how wrong she was…
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You hear someone walk up the stairs after a while, you hear footsteps stop in front of your door, you are literally shaking in fear, tears threatening to spill over, then- the door to your room opens, wait. Is that DAMIEN!?!?
“WHAT THE FU-” your screaming is abruptly cut off by him jumping on you. “H-hey…” he says quickly, looking into your eyes dazedly.
“Darling…”... Darling? No one's ever called you that before. Your face heats up, he seems to notice this and grins lopsided.
“D-darling I… need you…” needs you? He needs you… wait. WHAT. “W-what…?” You ask, your tone hesitant, and shaky.
“I've needed you for so long… darling.” He says, now moving to straddle your waist. “What are you doing…?” You question him, he grinds on you in response, making you understand his problem.
“O-oh.” You mutter out in realization, but you don't want this so you quickly add “N-NO!, don't! leave me alone…” he grinds up against you again “i'm afraid you don't really have much of a choice hun.”
“Wait! No! please…” you say, beginning to tear up. “I'm truly sorry, but I need this.” He says not really seeming sorry at all.
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“B-baby… spread your legs for me.” He says panting a little. “...” You spread your legs a tiny bit, not enough apparently because he grabs your legs and parts them himself.
“Mm… you're so pretty like this… Crying, because of me…” he says surprisingly lovingly.
but then he grabs your chin forcing you to look at him, then he kisses you, at first it's gentle, then he starts to deepen it, tilting his head to do so.
While doing this he starts to take your shorts off, not without struggle though, you squirm and try to get away.
he grabs your shoulder firmly, breaking from the kiss, your both panting, then he grabs your waist and lifts you up like you weigh nothing.
finally successfully getting your shorts off, he kisses your forehead gently, then stares at your underwear, kinda like he spaced out or something.
You groan softly and that finally snaps him out of it. “S-sorry…” he whispers, quickly taking your underwear off.
then he takes the underwear and sniffs it, “ew…” you say, disgusted. “Mm… I'm keeping these~” he moans out, tossing them behind him.
“I'm gonna make you feel really good, ok?” He whispers in your ear voice deeper than normal, that does something to you. “N-ngh…” you groan as he grabs you by your hips, lifting them up slightly.
“y'know, I've wanted to do this since we've met, you're always helping people, but never being helped, I'm gonna change that.” he whispers thoughtfully.
you accidentally whimper at this, and he stops for a moment then goes back to what he's doing. He lifts your pussy to his mouth, licking slowly and moaning softly at the taste,
“Mgh… you taste so good.” He moans, quickly returning to what he was doing, you let out a rather loud breathy moan, that seems to get him to go faster, lapping at your clit with little remorse.
With your moaning only getting louder, he starts to pull his mouth off hesitantly.
you whimper at the lost of contact and he seems to apologize by kissing you deeply, you can taste yourself on his tongue.
“Mmf, I'm sorry baby, but I want you to finish while I'm inside you.” He clarifies apologetically. Then he sticks a finger in his mouth, gets it wet, and pushes it in your hole.
It doesn't feel like much but soon one becomes two, and it's a bit painful. “O-ow…” you groan, “I know baby… it hurts, but it'll get better soon.”
Then after you adjust to two he starts to scissor your insides, “mm…” it's starting to feel better,then he pulls them out.
Quickly undressing from his hoodie and sweats, you notice how big the bulge in his boxers is. “I know… it'll fit though, I'll make it fit.”
Then he pulls his boxers down, his erection springing free, “ngh… finally.” He moans. In relief.
He puts his hands on your hips firmly, lining himself up on your entrance, he slowly pushes in, your gasp at the intrusion quickly turns to a soft moan.
You try to get used to the sensation of being filled, “h-hah… you're so…tight…” he groans while trying to get In deeper.
“N-ngh… s-stop…” you plead, he looks at you fondly. “N-no… I swear, you'll feel good soon darling…” he replies, trying to keep his composure.
He begins to make shallow and slow thrusts, each time going deeper until he's completely inside you. “A-ah… n-no…” you say, still trying to stifle your moans.
He stays bottomed out in you for a while, letting you adjust, then he pulls just barely all the way out then thrusts in, forcing the air out from your lungs. ”N-ngh…!” He groans as you try to regain your breath.
“F-fuuuck…” he says while panting like a dog. “Are you ok honey…?” He sounds oddly concerned, considering what he's doing to you. “N-no…” you answer, sounding completely spent already.
“Shit… ok, hold on…” he groans out while grinding inside you, he moves his hand to your hip, while placing the other on your cunt.
“D-does this feel better…?” He says while rubbing your clit slowly, the friction makes you moan loudly. That's enough of an answer for him.
“Good…” he says happily. You start grabbing his shoulders for support as he starts to ram into you, moaning loudly because of it.
you feel yourself getting closer, he seems to notice this because he starts to ram into you even faster hitting your sweet spot with each thrust.
“C-cum for me, d-darling~!” he groans out, so you do. “mgh~!” You moan as your hips jerk up, your whole body twitching as you have what will be the most intense orgasm of your life.
he speeds up, wet sounds fill the room, until he finishes too, slamming into you with a long moan. “S-shit…! shitshitshitshitshit~!” He moans out as he grips onto your back, painting your Insides as he grinds into you through his orgasm.
He flops down on top of you, peppering kisses all over your face with his dick still inside you. “Oh~ you did so good~! Mm…” he praises you while still kissing you.
“I love you so much~!” He says fondly, finishing his sentence with a kiss to your forehead.
“Let's go get cleaned up, ok?” He whispers in your ear while pulling out of you with a lewd pop noise. He lifts you up and begins walking to the bathroom In your room.
He sets you down on the counter, taking your shirt off and tossing it somewhere, “do you want a bath? Or a shower?” He says while looking in your eyes. “B-bath…” you answer, voice hoarse from moaning so much.
“Ok.” He says while going to run a bath. Once it's filled he picks you up and places you in the bath gently, with the water being hot you quickly start to feel your body relax, then he starts to get in across from where he just placed you.
“Hah…” he breathes out, seemingly relaxed. Then he starts to move closer to you, grabbing a washcloth and getting it wet, slowly washing you. It feels nice.
After you are both washed, he dresses you in a metallica T-shirt and a different pair of shorts, then he carries you downstairs, places you in a chair, then makes you some hot cocoa. It tastes divine.
Soon after you both finish your hot cocoa he leads you upstairs and into your bedroom. He makes you sit on your bean bag chair while he changes the sheets. Then he picks you up and places you on the bed, kissing you softly.
He lays down on the bed with you, while cuddling you he whispers, “I love you…” and then you both fall asleep.