I did as she said, and oh God, she actually started going through with this. Fucking hell, this is actually how I'm going to lose my virginity. As soon as I laid back down, Fang frantically grabbed my pants. I had to lift my ass up a bit to help but she got them off with the type of demeanor I could only describe as that of a frantic animal. Being fully naked in front of my attacker was both a little humiliating but… also weirdly sensual, I guess? We both saw each other in physical pain before, just never naked. I guess at this point some of the fires are crossed in my brain. She wasn't too hesitant, immediately taking off what little clothing she had and throwing them in a pile. Her body was angelic, probably helped by the wings. She just threw herself on top of me; the feeling of our naked bodies embracing was intense enough without the slight pain of her weight bearing down on my bandages. She grabbed my ass; I grabbed hers. The first time in a while that night where we were both equals. It felt nice. Her grinding against my hips. Her breath against mine. My member pushed against her entrance, which while it was probably the best physical feeling I've ever had, did make me sorta' worried about… ya know. Unwanted pregnancy? Maybe Fang was on the pill the entire time and didn't tell me. I felt the need to ask… but my mind was quickly drawn to her… biting into my neck again. The moisture accumulating between her legs and the new pain coming from my neck was… a new sort of intoxicating combination I never would have thought would work until now. Her tiny noises mixed in with the subtle hip movements helped me forget everything leading up to this moment. I knew she would overdo it but I didn't care at this point. I was whatever she needs me to be. Her teeth… I never noticed how sharp they were. When she stopped biting, she sat fully up over me. Fang continued to rub her labia against my cock as she moaned, and I did the only thing I could have done and gripped her hips in appreciation. "Good boy," she let out in a breathy voice. Holy fuck. She did me a favor and guided me into her entrance. My mind went blank as soon as I felt her loving, angry embrace. I hate my dreams. Most people have an even split of good dreams and nightmares; I only get the latter. And it's the same nightmare too: I always show up to school fully clothed while everyone else is naked. This time it made me jolt awake. Funny, because I was actually naked this time in real life, just alone. Funny how that works. Well, I say alone, but I did hear my shower going, so Fang was most likely here. She was naked too, at least so I hoped, so my brain was really off the ball this time. The only real issues in my mind were: While it was still early morning, we probably missed school, and My chest still hurt. And I can still feel the multiple bite marks on my neck and shoulders. Fang went fucking crazy last night and I have very little idea as to how bad the situation was. Was that assault? Was I assaulted last night? She had never touched me like that ever; I didn't know she had it in her. The most aggressive she's ever been, at least towards me. The worst slight towards me was the occasional flipping of the bird; now I looked like a victim of a rabies infected animal. Despite that… my feelings… oh God. Mixed doesn't begin to describe. The faucet turned off and the drips began. I guessed it was confrontation time. Quickly I got on my feet and threw on the boxers I wore last night and snaked my way to the restroom door. Knock knock mother fucker. … There was a second of silence before I heard a faint, "Uh… Anon?" "Hey yeah, it's me." … More silence. Weird. "I'll be right out." "Do uh… you have clothes here?" I asked. "Yeah I left some here last time. Why?" "Well I'm guessing you don't wanna be stuck in your prom getup to go home, right?" … Even more silence. … "I uh… will just be waiting out here." I got that she was drying off but the dodginess wasn't too great. I shrugged to myself and sat down at my office chair. I was guessing she was still sorta fucked up from yesterday, which was fair; I guessed I just needed to give her space. “No problem,” I thought to myself. “I'll just look busy on my phone and brooch the subject later.” New messages. From Nasser. And Fang… … Nasser's message was simple. Dude just asked me where the fuck Fang was. Well duh, she ran away with me. I made sure to tell him that but… Fang is here, why did- … Lyrics from our song… Alright what's going on- Just like that the bathroom door opened up and out came the bell of the ball. Arms caked in blood. Knife in hand. The real world hit. I quickly ran to her side and grabbed her armed hand. She seemed to have found my pocket knife I had haphazardly laying on the computer desk. "Fang with the fuck is this?" My sink was a mess too, I noticed. She seemed disheveled and scared more than anything. As soon as I was by her side she leaned on me for support. Poor thing passed out in my arms. I embraced her and fell to my knees in the corner of my room. Panic and nausea set in. My sweetest angel. My heroine. I'm running out of bandages. Funny, because I didn't think I'd need to use literally all of it ever a few months ago. Like, I got them just in case Fang ever started preening again, or if I ever fell on one of those things that are supposed to stop cars from hitting buildings, but instead they were all going to fix Fang's… perpetual blunders, I guess. I laid her in the bed covered with towels and just let her rest. She did a number on herself, really giving the word "barcode" a new meaning. I looked at the time and realized it was noon. I checked Fang's pulse one more time because I was still not convinced she was dead; really, that was all I could do at this point. I couldn’t just… leave. I called up the school. I realized I had to talk to Spears… … … I ended up talking with the lady at the front and told her both me and Fang were both sick. I pussied out. Fuckin' oof. It wasn’t like we were both truancy masters or anything, so I wasn’t worried about that, but I did feel bad about ducking my principal father. Maybe he knew I was trying with Fang and he'd give me space. I could ask him. Anyway, I uh… Guess more Xroc time? … I checked her pulse ONE more time. I had to remember, Dinos are way tougher than I am. She was just sleeping. What the fuck was she up to while I was asleep? I actually spent the next few hours aimlessly staring out the window and playing Firefight. Time is a flat circle. 3 o'clock came around and I was hungry. I'm guessing Fang would be hungry to. So sadly, I had to poke the sleeping beast. Poke I did, it didn't take much to get her resting eyes to open. I stood there hunched over, gently shaking her shoulder and that did indeed do the trick. She looked real snug sleeping on her side like that. Too bad. Her first glance at me looked… Somewhat sad? Maybe a tiny bit worried? I tried to remain in good spirits with a smile. Surprisingly, I saw just a bit of brightness crack through her when she reached out her hand towards me. I took her offer up immediately and helped her up. Fang is still a bit weak, but it didn't stop us from embracing each other in a hug. For the time being, everything is okay. I guess it's my job to keep it that way.