(A/N: Warning, Sexual Assault)

👉👌Luke's POV👌👈

After spewing my guts, the sex beast took me into his arms and rubbed my back, causing me to calm down.

Though I could tell he really wanted to find Rick and wring his neck for not only being a douche but hurting Layla.

Well at least that's what I'm guessing but for some reason, he hasn't even mentioned Layla.

Just the fact that he shouldn't have touched me.

He is probably just saying that to be nice since he doesn't actually care about me.

"Hey," he says, making me turn my head to him. "Why don't we go out tomorrow?"

"Umm...I can't." I tell him.

"Why?" He asks, looking sad.

"Oh, it's not what you think! Tomorrow is my public birthday celebration."

"Public?" He asks.

I end up telling him all about my family tradition.

"Well, that's cool." He sounds genuinely interested. "But.....we'll probably still need to meet up tomorrow."

"Why?"

"The mark I gave you yesterday would have worn off so we will have to do it again."

I blush just thinking about the kiss.

It wasn't my first but it was my first with a guy and absolutely the best kiss I ever had.

And probably most embarrassing.

"Hey, why don't you come to the movies with us? W-when we're alone you can......do it again?" I ask, trying to hide how much I would love for that to happen. Maybe it's just the fact that he helped me, or the amazing kiss we shared but I can't seem to get him off my mind and I know being around him is sometimes the best part of my day.

He looked at me in a way I couldn't understand or even start to try.

What was he thinking?

"You want to invite me?" He asked finally.

"Of course." I told him. "I mean yeah, why not? Besides, I think my friends would like you."

"Ok then, sure." He said.

"Good." I whispered looking straight into his eyes.

"Good." He whispered, his voice dropping an octave.

We sat there just staring into each other's eyes for so long I couldn't even keep track if I was still breathing or not.

His hand went out and stroked my cheek with his finger so softly all I could do was purr at the feeling of being touched.

His eyes grew darker and he opened his mouth as if he was about to say something but the bell rang.

"Ok then!" I said quickly standing up. "I'll see you tomorrow!"

Before he could say anything I was running down the hall.

"Wait!" He yelled with so much authority I couldn't help but stop. "Where should I meet you?"

"Oh," I said remembering that I didn't tell him any details. "At the Yorkdale mall movie theater at three." I turned and was about to walk away when I remembered.

"Oh, and bring money for food. I'm only paying for the movie." I said.

"Sure, see you then. And be safe." He added

"I will." I said, smiling at him.

Tomorrow's gonna be a good day.

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"Where is he?" I asked, shifting from one foot to the other.

"Relax Luke, it's not even two forty yet." Hunter said, trying to calm me down.

"I know it's just...I don't know." I groaned, rubbing my hands around my neck in frustration since I couldn't mess up my hair.

"Wait." Aubrey said, gaining everyone's attention. "You talk about him nonstop, you invited him out, and you did your hair even though the last time you did your hair was when you were twelve......holy fuck have the heavens granted our wish of having a gay friend?!" Aubrey finished turning to Layla with excitement in her eyes.

"I think so." Layla said actually tearing up.

They stayed silent for a moment before squealing at the exact same time.

Hunter and Sean just laughed while I rolled my eyes so much I felt dizzy.

"I'm not gay you guys." I said calmly even though my heart started racing because only one person comes to mind when I think of that word and it's doing very weird things to my body.

But I wasn't going to admit it.

"Hey, we don't care if you're gay dude, we'll still be best friends." Sean said, patting my back while Hunter was just nodding his head.

"I'm not gay though." I said trying to get it through their thick skulls. "Just because I'm always talking about the sex bea- I mean the guy that is coming and I invited him here doesn't mean I'm gay."

As soon as I finished everyone got weird looks on their faces and I was about to comment when I realized that they were not looking at me.

"Hey, Luke." A voice said from behind me.

I turned around knowing my face was probably as white as a sheet of paper.

"Se- I mean hey......y-you're here.." I sputtered out, fumbling over my words.

He took a few long strides over until he was right in front of me.

"What were you about to call me?" He asked while showing off a smirk so sexy I knew my nickname was perfect.

"Ummm...."

I dropped my head and stared at the floor, suddenly seeing all the lines in the tiles and hoping I wouldn't die of embarrassment.

Ooo! That one looked like an octopus!

"S-sex beast." I whispered hoping he miraculously didn't hear me even though he was standing so close and would just let it go.

He then bent down so his mouth was right next to my ear and I could smell his cologne.

"I like it, but you should probably know my name's Conner." He whispered, causing me to shiver from his words and his breath fanning my neck.

I didn't know your face could boil water but I swore Conner was about to burn himself on my cheek.

"Guys, this is Conner. Conner, these are my friends Layla, Sean, Hunter and Aubrey." I said, introducing them while I took a big step away from Conner in an attempt to calm down.

"Hey Conner, it's nice to finally meet the guy Luke has been raving about." Sean said while shaking Conner's hand, ignoring the fact that I am trying to get over my embarrassment.

"I have not!" I protested, desperately trying to protect any pride I had if there was any left.

"Says the guy who called Conner sex beast only a moment ago." Aubrey teased, dead set on making me admit I'm gay.

Yep.

There isn't any left.

Everyone laughed while I reconsidered dying.

Maybe it won't be as bad as living through this.

We all walked towards the actual theaters and passed the "checker" showing her our tickets that we bought from their website.

We walked into our theater sitting down as we waited for them to start playing the commercials.

I felt a tap on my right shoulder and turned to Layla with my eyebrows furrowed in question and "what?" Dancing on my tongue ready to be said until I saw Conner bending forward next to Aubrey so he could tell Layla to get my attention.

He gestured to his right and got up, making me realize that he wanted me to come with.

I quickly got up and started following closely behind him and was a little confused when I saw him enter the bathroom.

I followed and before I could even get to the stalls or sinks Conner was pulling me back.

"Go into the bathroom and enter a stall. Once the guys peeing leave I'll join you." He whispered obviously trying to be discreet.

I walked back to the stalls and saw that all the stalls were empty. I decided to go into the wheelchair stall since we would have the most space and privacy there.

A minute later Conner entered the stall. The way he looked at me caused a shiver to roll down my spine but I ignored it.

"So what did you want to talk to me abou-" Before I could finish my sentence he was grabbing my waist and neck and smashing our lips together.

My eyes were blown wide open in surprise but after a moment I closed my eyes, becoming putty in his hands.

Literally.

Our lips moved together, slowly, sensually, while our heads moved side to side wanting to feel this fully.

My arms hooked themselves around his neck and my back arched into him completely as I felt his hands run themselves all over my back.

A moan shot out of my mouth when I felt his hands go down to squeeze and kneed my ass as if it was dough.

The groan he released made it obvious that he was enjoying this as well and all too soon he stopped.

We rested our foreheads together as we desperately chased after our sprinting breaths.

"Sorry," He said, suddenly taking me by surprise. "Your scent was just so strong. It smelt so good I just couldn't help myself. Also, I knew if I could smell it, everyone else could too so I had to mark you before someone else got to you."

Though he made his intentions clear I couldn't help but blush at the idea that he couldn't resist me.

This Dicamotus thing is giving me crazy thoughts.

"Thanks." I whispered, stepping out of his embrace. "We better get back into the theater before the movie starts."

He nodded his head and soon enough we were back in our seats in the movie theater watching some guy rave about his cineplex card.

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"That's ridiculous!" Conner laughed after Aubrey retold one of the funniest stories that happened to our little group after we became friends.

"Honestly I think that experience scarred me for life," Hunter said seriously, causing us to laugh even harder.

We all eventually calmed down and continued to eat our food.

We were currently in the Yorkdale mall food court eating and talking since we all already got our food.

"So what about you and your friends?" Layla asked Conner.

"Well, I guess I had a lot more friends in Mississauga but both of my best friends are here in Toronto," he said.

"So your friends have always been in Toronto?" Aubrey asked.

"No they moved as well, our parents work at the same law firm and have been friends for a while so we've known each other since we were born. The law firm wanted to move to Toronto so they moved as well." Conner explained.

I don't know why but even though he was telling this to all of us I still felt happy that he was sharing this aspect of his life with me.

"So who are your friends?" I wanted to know their names when I met them.

"Damien McAlester and Kian Robertson." He answered.

"Wait, are you talking about the player Kian who's name kept getting mentioned by some mystery guy who wouldn't give girls his real name?" Hunter asked, sounding shocked.

"Yup, that's him." Conner chuckled, unfazed by the rumors that were obviously spreading about his friend.

"Why would that mystery guy do that? I thought guys lived to be hit on by girls?" Layla asked with furrowed brows.

"Maybe because he really doesn't like people always hitting on him." Conner said.

"Why would you say that?" I asked.

"Maybe because I am the mystery guy." Conner said casually as if he wasn't revealing some major secret.

All of our eyes bulged as we looked at Conner as if he was naked.

"For some reason, girls and guys are constantly asking me out so Kian offered that when we move here I would give people Kian's name so any time they tried to look for my info they would find him. He would get a new one-nighter and I would be left alone." He revealed, explaining what this whole rumor really was about.

"Is it really that bad to have all those people flirting with you?" Sean asked.

"Kian would probably say the opposite but personally I do not enjoy the attention." Conner said.

"Can't you just say no?" I groaned. failing at keeping the annoyance out of my voice.

"What?" Conner asked, confusion clear in his voice.

"I mean if the people are bothering you, you should just say no. Not flirt with them." I said feeling extremely possessive.

While everyone else just looked between us as if they were watching a big fight go down on keeping up with the Kardashians, Conner just smirked.

"Are you jealous?" He asked. Not lowering his voice so my friends could still hear him.

"N-no I'm not! I have absolutely, positively, no idea what you are talking about sir." I said, cringing when I realized how British that sounded.

"Your accent's coming out again." Hunter teased.

"What do you mean?" Conner asked, turning to Hunter with a question in his gaze.

"When Luke is lying he starts talking really formally and if he's lying a lot he will even start to get a British accent." Layla explained, ignoring my pleading gaze asking her to keep quiet.

Conner's smirk grew and my face was tomato red by the time Layla finished.

"This is preposterous! You low life scumbags are positively the worst friends I have ever had in my entire life!" I yelled a little- no a lot too loud in embarrassment and stormed off to the bathroom.

I walked over to the sink and put my hands on the counter as I tried to calm down.

"Now what do we have here?" A taunting voice said from behind me as my blood ran cold.

I slowly looked up to see Rick's reflection right behind mine.

I was so scared I didn't know how much fear was radiating off my face at that moment but instead noticed the disgusting look of lust dancing all over his face and how much I wish it was the total opposite.

"God, you look so sexy. I bet that firm ass is just as tight as I imagined." He husked, snaking his hands around my waist and resting his chin on my shoulder. "I could take you right now and I bet your ass would be prepped and ready for me right?"

My body shook with fear as I silently prayed that he wouldn't go through with whatever was going on in his head.

His mouth ghosted over my neck and he inhaled deeply before turning away, bending over and coughing.

Did I put on too much lotion?

"Ugh!" He groaned. "Fuck! I was right. That bastard marked you. It smells terrible, I can barely stand it!"

I sighed in relief.

"Is it permanent?" He asked.

"What?" I said, not understanding the question.

"Is. It. PERMANENT!" He yelled.

"I-i don't know." I said panicking.

"Did you have sex?" He asked, lowering his voice.

"No." I said quietly, uncomfortable with talking about my nonexistent sex life.

His enraged face turned into an evil grin and another shiver of fear rolled down my spine as if it could tell when evil was in its presence.

He walked away from me and went to the door of the bathroom, putting his hand on it before he turned around.

"Tell your little boy toy that I am not going to back down, that I am never going to back down until I have you." He said before he smirked and left the bathroom.

I stared at the door wondering how I could ever get out of this.