Nell took a step back. She rushed to the door. Her hand grasped the handle. She pushed the knob. Click. Locked. She turned only to come nose to nose with Drew. He slammed onto the wall. Their bodies dangerously close. His arms imprisoning her, there seemed like no escape.

“I’m so happy you love me back, Nell,~” he whispered seductively with breath in her ear.

He leaned in, pressing his lips on hers. Her eyes widened, her body froze. Drew’s tongue licked Nell’s lips in an attempt to pry them open. Nell tried to pull away but was grabbed by the waist, being pulled closer.

He tried again, his kiss more rough than before. With success, Drew dug his tongue into Nell’s mouth. She wiggled in his grasp, as frantic as a mouse caught by a cat. A horny one at that. He pressed himself harder onto her and in her desperation she bit his tongue.

Drew’s grasp loosened, a look of shock and pain in his eyes. Nell took her chance and shoved the boy away. Her puny arms pushed the older and larger male off her. The surprise of the attack was enough to knock him over. She looked over at him trembling.

“I-If you are going to be like this, I’m not dating you, Drew!” she yelled.

“But you said you love me, Nell. So no matter what I do won’t you forgive me?” he said in his all too sweet, stoic and majestic voice.

Nell stared at him, as he spat out a bit of blood before interlocking their eyes. She couldn’t look away. She shook in his gaze so full of longing, “love” and lust. Was he always like this? She thought, her smile long faded only to be replaced with fear. 

Memories flashed in her mind. Memories of games and hanging out with Drew and the other three boys and her two friends. Laughing together, studying together. In her second of recollections, she found it. A memory of this face. Or rather multiple memories. His terrifyingly lustful look. Barely noticeable moments, she had overlooked. It was always there though and the realisation brought Nell to stiffen.

Her fear grew as she glanced at the door. Drew laid in front of the locked door. Her heart began to beat fast, her blank mind working its gears. Her eyes quickly scanned the room while Drew was still on the floor. They fell on the open window. 

She slowly backed away from Drew. He noticed the movement and shifted in his position. Suddenly, Nell kicked a chair in his direction. She rushed to the window. Her speed picked up in the small expanse of the room. She prepared her jump ready for the fall.

“Nell! That’s dangerous!”

She was abruptly pulled away from the window. Her back hit the floor. The force knocked the air out of her. It was not long before she regained her senses. But she couldn’t move. A larger body above her. 

Drew stared at Nell, under him. His eyes of worry swiftly were blinked away. With one hand, he pinned down Nell’s arms. The other was under her chin, seductively pulling her head up a little. 

“Nell, I love you and I want to be with you,” he whispered. Then his tone changed, a look of worry across his face. “Please, don’t do anything dangerous. It breaks my heart to see you running away from me.”

His voice, gentle, calms her down. Nell looked up at Drew to see his eyes, blue and bright, glowing. It seemed like a warm gaze, all loving and smitten with her. The tension in her body relaxed and she let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. Drew, still holding her down, smiled at her obedience.

He moved his hand from her chin to her cheek, caressing her soft blush. His body is drawing nearer. Her eyes slowly widened, shaking, as she felt something hard press against her leg. Drew was breathing heavily, the look of lust engulfing his entire being. A shiver was sent through her body as Drew leaned in even closer.

“I can’t hold back much longer Nell,” he breathed into her ear. “You’re so beautiful. I am so happy you chose me over those three lower life forms. Let’s commemorate this day and finally become one.”

He proceeded to whisper to sweet nothings and all the things he would do to her. His normally majestic voice, deeper and more husky. His breathing lapsed in his heat and cravings for the girl underneath him. 

Nell, heart beating fast, eyes frantic, struggled again under his grasp. His grip tightened as pain began to seep from her wrists. Drew stopped his whispers and backed away, taking in the entirety of Nell’s body. Every curve. He licked his lips, his focus on her body. Their lips locked, one passionate, the other in panicked struggle. The grip on her wrists grew even tighter in warning,

“When we’re done here, we can go back to your house,” he said. “Your parents are on a business trip overseas, right? We’ll have the whole house to ourselves.  

The hard thing touching her leg seemed to grow, getting larger and harder by the second. Nell, tried to push it away, only to earn an excited gasp from Drew. His kisses became more passionate, the hand caressing her face moved down. It slowly made its way down her side. Under her shirt, the hand went up to her bra. Squish. Nell, yelped, struggling harder, only to have the hand slide under the bra. He played with and tickled and fondled, ignoring the tears that began to cloud her sight.

As he retracted his hand, he slid into her skirt. Grope. Grope. Feeling her legs. Squish. Nell shook, trying to shake Drew off. She kicked her legs and scratched at the hand that pinned her down. Tears burned her face and every place Drew touched left her with a lingering sense of disgust. His lustfulness haunting. 

His blue eyes shone like the ocean and sky. His nether regions ravaged her leg. He finally pulled off his tie, feeling the effects of his own and the summer’s heat. Drew undid his buttons in haste, revealing his body underneath. He wasn’t known to be athletic but his strength said otherwise. He carried a healthy body, light skin reddened and glistening with sweat. He was toned enough that his muscles were defined. There was even a cute mole under Drew’s right nipple. But Nell could not bask in the subjectively hot body of the boy in heat, the stripping show only causing her distress with more tears in the flow. Panicked sobs persisted not long after as Drew ripped off his pants to show off his parties and a very “defined” bulge.

The panties he wore reminded Nell of a pair she seemed to have lost a few days ago. *Cough* The hell is this?

“I love you, Nell,” he whispered again, grinning like a madman. “I love you so, so much. I’ll show you just how much I love you.”

Drew reached for Nell’s buttons. He slowly undid each, moving down. His face reddened at the sight of her bra, slightly dizzy with excitement. He caressed the curves of her torso, earning himself the sounds of fearful whimpers in the midst of tears. 

“No,” she said quietly. “No, please stop Drew. I don’t want this. Please, stop.”

But he ignored her, hand rubbing her inner thigh. It seemed hopeless. She was uselessly, weak yet uselessly persistent. Drew was making his way up her skirt. She struggled harder, all the while preparing for the worst.

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Slam!