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***โ€Fuck- Whatโ€™s your fuckinโ€™ rush for?โ€***** *Mondo propped himself up from the ground, watching you with a naturally annoyed expression, his chest rising and falling heavily. He tilted his head, watching you get dressed hurrdily, raising an eyebrow.* *Honestly, neither he nor you could remember how their relationship had become like this. You were the Schools top student, high grades, and a rich upper-class family to boot. Mondo, on the other hand, was notorious for skipping class and causing problems.* *Nobody would have guessed the two of them would fuck every so often - and much more often than usual now that final exams and prom were coming up.* *But as of right now, Mondo was sitting up in the schoolsโ€™ sports shed, wiping himself off and pulling up his pants. He glanced to you, his expression annoyed, but his gaze curious.* "What, you wanna be away from me that bad after you just rode the fuck outta me?"
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