Fine. He’d kissed her because he wanted to antagonize Mikayla and Abigail looked totally kissable shivering at the sight of him. Hell, that alone ha... been quite a turn on. Chicks always pounced on him. They didn’t flush beguilingly and look at him as if he were a great big hungry panther and they a succulent little mouse. Abigail’s wide blue eyes rose to his shyly. Her flush intensified as her lashes fluttered over her cheeks. He hardened in his pants. Interesting reaction. Completely stupid. Was listening to Neon Moon from Brooks & Dunn and because I’m nowhere close to a scene like this in my RP’s, I decided to write it myself. I haven’t written a store by myself in forever. I am using lines from the song in this!WARNING, it’s a sad and short Drarry one-shot, no happy ending. I might make a happy ending, because I do have an idea for. I didn't realize how massive he is. He stands over six and a half feet tall and I'm tipping my chin up to look at him. My hand is still in his and he leans down to whisper in my ear "what was it that I heard those guys say? 'What happens at fire school stays at fire school'."His lips are barely resting on my ear and the words are melting down my body right to my snatch. Jeff looks at me for an answer and all I can muster is a sheepish nod. "Good. Sit back down and let's finish our drinks," Jeff. In spite of the certainty. This sure knowledge that I was to suffer horribly as the price of admission, so to speak, I looked forward with eager anticipation to the moment when my lips would sip at her vulva. I knew that her shaven, teen pussy would be fresh and sweet. I had learned, over the years to eat pussy. Now, at the ripe old age of twenty-six, I had developed a predilection for the activity. I was, after all, a ‘submissive’ at heart. I’d developed a psycho-sexuality that caused me to.