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>>67649386
>"And another thing! Stay the FUCK away from Naser you awful, skanky, no-good oran-SNRK"
>Her voice is cut off as I pull the belt taught. She's gonna tear me a new one for this but Naomi is just about on death's door from the verbal lashing and nothing else has worked thus far.
>A slow turn of her silver-haired head, one fiery golden-orange eye points at me, blazing in rage.
>"Fang, please. She's had enough." I get a muttered response.
>"Fine." her mouth voice is muffled as she shuffles away, hand up to remove the impromptu muzzle. I glance to the shaking and shriveling parasaur, crouching with arms above her head.
>"Hey." she doesn't hear me. I gently reach down to pull her up. Her eyes are wide and panicked. I huff and pull her to her feet in an attempt to help her regain any sort of cohesion.
>It works and she darts her eyes around me, looking for her ptero pterrorizer.
>"...thank you." her voice is small.
>"You're welcome. You'd better make yourself scarce." I glance my head back to see Fang looking down at her phone.
>I get a nod as Naomi hits the bricks and very quickly vanishes around the corner of the hallway. I step to Fang and prepare for the heat to be laid upon me instead.
>Her eyes come up to me, a nasty smirk accompanying.
>I swallow as she flits the belt around in her hand, my pants noticeably looser. She pockets her phone and snaps the belt between her hands, a loud popping sound resounding down the school hallways. A few heads turn.
>"I'll give you a ten second head start." and the count begins as she pops the belt once more. Pants falling and legs working overtime I'm off. Naomi owes me big time for this.
Fin
>>67649392
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>"And another thing! Stay the FUCK away from Naser you awful, skanky, no-good oran-SNRK"
>Her voice is cut off as I pull the belt taught. She's gonna tear me a new one for this but Naomi is just about on death's door from the verbal lashing and nothing else has worked thus far.
>A slow turn of her silver-haired head, one fiery golden-orange eye points at me, blazing in rage.
>"Fang, please. She's had enough." I get a muttered response.
>"Fine." her mouth voice is muffled as she shuffles away, hand up to remove the impromptu muzzle. I glance to the shaking and shriveling parasaur, crouching with arms above her head.
>"Hey." she doesn't hear me. I gently reach down to pull her up. Her eyes are wide and panicked. I huff and pull her to her feet in an attempt to help her regain any sort of cohesion.
>It works and she darts her eyes around me, looking for her ptero pterrorizer.
>"...thank you." her voice is small.
>"You're welcome. You'd better make yourself scarce." I glance my head back to see Fang looking down at her phone.
>I get a nod as Naomi hits the bricks and very quickly vanishes around the corner of the hallway. I step to Fang and prepare for the heat to be laid upon me instead.
>Her eyes come up to me, a nasty smirk accompanying.
>I swallow as she flits the belt around in her hand, my pants noticeably looser. She pockets her phone and snaps the belt between her hands, a loud popping sound resounding down the school hallways. A few heads turn.
>"I'll give you a ten second head start." and the count begins as she pops the belt once more. Pants falling and legs working overtime I'm off. Naomi owes me big time for this.
Fin
>>67649392
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