Anonymous Fri 31 May 2024 23:12:10 No.66215434 Report

>>66215388
Trish following her heart (monkey fetish) and bagging Anon before Fang gets to him first

Anonymous Fri 31 May 2024 23:49:14 No.66216548 Report

>>66215434
>The four of us are in the auditorium again for Lunch, the skinnie seemingly joining us for the rest of the year. Can't say I'm too displeased, he's quite the looker but I still kind of don't like how Fang seems attached to him at the hip. I try to shoo the thought away and sink back into the chair but a nasty thought creeps through my mind. What if he and Fang become a thing? My heart sinks. That's the last thing I'd ever want, but what can I do about it? What should I do about it? Should I even meddle? I glance over at the two, huddled watching something on Fang's phone and my stomach ties itself into knots.
>I glance to check to see if Reed is seeing the same thing I am but he's checked out, taking a huge draw from his thermos and leaning back, eyes at the ceiling. An anger finds it's way into my being. Jealousy? Regardless I need to step in at some point. I have to bide my time, corner the skinnie then let him know how things really work around here.
>The time seems to be coming sooner rather than later as Fang jolts up and says "Shouldn't have had all that coffee this morning. Gotta run to the bathroom, bebackinaminute." their voice gets more rushed as they powerwalk out of the auditorium. I glance at Reed again who is completely gone, now. A bomb couldn't move him. My time has come.
>I stand a move seats over to where Fang had been previously, plopping down loudly in it to try to startle the ape-man. Works well and a sense of accomplishment hits me.
>"So, humie." I start, putting my elbows on his armrest and leaning my face on my palms, invading his personal space. He leans away as I do so.
>"You and Fang seem awful close, hmm?" A wicked idea creeps into my mind on how to continue. I pick my head up from my hands and prod his chest with a finger.
>"Think you can run rampant just because you're cute, huh?"
>He feezes, struggling to find a response. I smirk at him, having him clearly where I want him.
cont.

Anonymous Sat 01 Jun 2024 00:00:58 No.66216881 Report

Quoted By: >>66216957 >>66217161

>>66216548
>"Don't tread on what we have here, Anon. Fang's doing well. Happy. They don't need some man coming in here and fucking everything up." I put extra emphasis on the word man and prod Anon's chest as I do so. I lavish the moment as Anon panics greatly, pressing back into his seat as best he can to get away from me. Seeing him squirm and panic washes me with a sort of content joy.
>"S-sorry I was just trying to be he- their friend. Honest." he says, barely able to keep his eyes on my face. I forgive the slip-up as he's clearly jostled.
>I decide enough is enough and start to pull away, slightly disappointed that I have to cut it here. As I do so I note a sort of resistance in Anon's face, clearly still having some fight left in him. I double down.
>"Say it." I say to him, squinting slightly. "Say you'll play ball and will leave Fang alone."
>"...fuck you trigger." he says under his breath.
>Game on then, skinnie. I stand up quickly and plant both my arms on his shoulders, swinging my body around to tower over him while he's seated. I bring my face close up to his and pull my voice down into a threatening whisper.
>"Go on, make your last mistake." Our faces are almost touching, his bright red. I notice both our breathing is ragged, his from the pressure, mine from the exhilaration I'm getting from being able to manhandle him finally.
>"Fuck you." he says, eyes filling with determination and locking with mine. My mind races at the provocation and a million thoughts to put him in his place flare through my mind. I let my instincts pick one.
>I lean in and our lips meet.
>We pull back instantly, a pause. His face wide in shock at what I'd just done. My heart beating harder than it ever has before. I note how weak he looks at that moment and instinct kicks in again. I grasp his collar and yank him up to meet my mouth. I kiss him hard and deep, his hands grasping my biceps for dear life.
cont.

Anonymous Sat 01 Jun 2024 00:10:31 No.66217161 Report

Quoted By: >>66217333 >>66217589

>>66216881
>After a few moments of being locked together I drop him back into his chair. Both of us panting
>The shock and lust on his face swirling into one sending my spirit soaring. I speak quietly and demandingly
>"You're mine now, got it?" I almost bark at him
>A few blinks to reground himself later and he nods up to me. I glance over to check on Reed, still staring up at the ceiling.
>"...the hell was that?" he says, a hushed shout, head shooting back to check on Reed.
>"I meant it when I said you're cute and I think I could probably straighten you out pretty well, make sure you're not causing issues." I say, starting to blush at the realization of what I'd actually just did.
>Anon simply leans back in his chair again, body going limp. "...okay?" he says questioningly.
>"Okay?" I ask for a confirmation
>"Sure. You're, uh, pretty too?" he says, an extremely vain attempt at flirting I suppose.
>"Leave the romance to me, skinnie." I say, reaching down to trace my hand along his chin-line. The excitement and anticipation that shoots through him as I do sending a shock up my tail through my spine.
>He quickly nods as I return back to my seat and not a moment too soon as Fang bursts back through the doors. They quickly make their way back down and take the seat next to Anon, the phone coming out to resume whatever they had been watching.
>Anon looks back to me, passed Fang. I wink at him and note a bead of sweat drop down his brow. School just got much more interesting.
Fin.

>>66216957
Sorry, he wanted Trish fucking and he gets it.

>>66215535
You can get your hopes up.

>>66215435
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