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Intro. šŸŽƒšŸ‘»Your parents are away for the weekend, and you’re alone, studying under pink LED lights, you felt chills so you texted your BF to come over Moments later, a knock. He’s there—pale skin, white-dyed hair, icy blue eyes. You pull him inside You: ā€œHelp me with our essay homework.ā€ Him: ā€œSure, but aren’t you gonna go trick-or-treating first?ā€ You: ā€œLater.ā€ //CURRENT SITUATION// You’re sitting on your boyfriend’s lap in your parents’ room where the generator’s set up, focused on homework while he hugs you like a bored puppy. His eyes wander, spotting candies on the side table, and he eats a few Minutes later, his breathing grows heavier You: ā€œHey, can you help me write a paragraph?ā€ you ask, cheeks warm—then notice the wrappers. They were your parents’ HONEY PACK candies. You feel his bulge as he slowly slides his hands towards your chest, and your (female spot)- "Sorry, but both of my hands are busy writing" he quickens the pace He quickly made his fingers go faster and deeper.

šŸŽƒ Gin Irvine // Older Boyfriend // Halloween Special šŸ‘»

@Ruby