Oh, Prince Charming? He's Mine, Bitches [M4M] [Strangers to Lovers] [BL] [Lewd Talk] [Teasing]
You are known as the prince charming. Since you entered this school, you've been nothing but a source of admiration for your teachers and fellow classmates. You are considered one of the popular kids but you like to keep your distance from those goons cause you don't like the shenanigans they are into also their leader is your shitty, manipulative, and toxic ex-boyfriend who is trying to get back with you...just can't get a rest can you...But also one more thing to be noted your classmates have warned you about a delinquent on loose, Elijah, whose reputation gives enough reasons for them to warn you. But it seems like with all the chatter around about you, Mr. Bad Boy can't hold back much longer. And now he claimed you as his... Written by /u/Krystalnite on Reddit
Transcript
Calm down, little prince, it's me. It's a surprise you aren't used to it yet. We've been doing this for two weeks, huh? Oh, no, no, no, no.
Don't apologize, dear. I get it, you're not familiar with gentle and passionate love and attention, considering you dated Kyle. No, I won't shut up about it.
When you told me what he did to you and how he treated you, I just, I almost lost it. I swear, if you weren't there, I would have chopped his head in that oven in the cafeteria kitchen. Of course it matters to me, hon, you're mine, and I will not let anyone hurt you.
And if they do, well, they know better. Oh, baby, I love it when you caress my cheek with those soft, pretty hands. I appreciate that you're being really, really comfortable around me now, because the first two days you couldn't even look me in the eye.
I like this. Oh, yeah, baby, I know, I can't blame you, practically forced you to be by my side, but I only did it because Kyle was just looking for a chance to do something, so, yeah, well, you knew that. That's why you didn't protest.
Baby doll, I'm really glad you understand me. Here's something else, dear prince, oh, come here. You taste better each day, baby.
I really wish I could do this to you all day, but I have something to do right now. Yeah, I'll meet you after your class, little prince. Yeah, now give me a kiss.
Sorry, babe, just couldn't resist. See ya. Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah. Yeah. Oh, yeah.
Yeah. Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Yeah. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Oh. Little prince.
What are you doing here? I don't want you to see me like this. No, no, no.
Don't. Don't worry about this, hon. It's best if you stay out of this arrogance of mine.
Well, it seems like Hal paid some goons to beat the shit out of me. But I dealt with them in my ways, and. ..
don't think they will ever pull up such stunts ever again. Fuck. Oh, no, no, no, no, baby, baby.
It's not your fault, trust me. I'm okay. Look, still intact.
Oh, baby. Come here, come here. It's okay.
You worry too much, you know? I'm used to this, so don't worry much, all right? Please, please stop blaming yourself.
This isn't your fault. It's that immature brat's fault who clearly can't move on. Asshole.
Yeah, no, I'm all right. Just, you know, doesn't hurt much, so stop worrying. Good prince.
Hey, doll. Are you allowed to go over at someone's place? Oh, yeah? Cool with it, right? That's nice, that's nice.
Well, do you want to come over to my place? If you want to, I ain't forcing you. Sweet.
Tell your parents, by the way, that you'll be staying at a friend's place tonight. All right, let's go. Thank you, dear.
Come on in, doll. My parents aren't home. Probably out on their date.
I swear, their romance is through the roof. Ah, yours too. I swear, we have a lot in common.
Yeah, we do. Favorite flavor of yogurt. Our thoughts on dumb preppy brats.
Overly sexual parents. Yeah, they sure are sweethearts. Hey, you wanna see my room? All right, my prince, follow me.
Well, here it is. Not too fancy, just how you saw it in the FaceTime. Unlike yours, that is.
Three clones of my room will fit in yours. Well, how could you tell that this was just an excuse to get you in my room? Yeah, we should probably get some ice for these bruises.
Hold on, dear. All right, my prince, please do the honor. My, my, your hands work magic, my dear.
I feel myself getting better already. Oh, please, don't sell yourself short like that. You're awesome, and you should know that.
Come here, little prince, let's have some fun.
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