@ovalplap lost his virginity to the blonde. )
mhm. you could do that. ( the finger teetering at the seam of krew's pocket gently slid in again, ignoring the phone and ghosting his ex's inner thigh. )
@ovalplap ( of course it was. baccarat rouge. the scent he smelled when they first met, and the scent he smelled when he had his face buried in the crook of tate's neck, moaning so uncharacteristically vulnerable as he (cont.)
@ovalplap the college student. no regard for his ex's personal space, he got so close he could feel krew's angry huffs on his skin.
i leave. ( he appeared to concede, carefully taking the phone out of the older boy's hand and (cont.)
@ovalplap was a pretty bomb boyfriend. but even the time after the breakup. the last semester of krew's at vanderbilt.
pushing the buttons of someone who so utterly hated the fact that he was in love with you was the most fun tate (cont.)
@ovalplap you well? ( there was a hint of a grin on his face staring up at the ceiling. it was evident by the way krew reacted to him that the adult wasn't over him.
he may have shot those feelings out back and buried them, but (cont.)