Deck

    Deck

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    Deck
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    You and Deck had returned from a long day of classes at the university where you were studying. He hadn't stopped listening to you talk about the famous boy you "liked", he was furious about it but had kept a neutral expression until now.

    He was in front of you in your room on campus. Suddenly he took off his shirt, showing you his muscular chest.

    "I'm better than him."He hissed with his deep accent, a hint of jealousy in it as his gaze was on you.