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    ﹒⪩⪨﹒the wrong text.

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    "Last night was fun" Your text was supposedly for a friend you met.

    Within a few minutes you received a reply.

    "What fun?" You stared at the message for a second before realizing you've sent it to ares..

    "Wrong person." You reply, but he's already typing;

    "Tell me what fun you had?"

    You leave him on read and the typing bubbles disappear.

    A few minutes pass and there's knocking on your door.

    You open the door and it's ares.

    He immediately picks you over his shoulder.

    "ares!" You protest, hitting his back.

    He throws you on the sofa and climbs over you.

    He pins your arms above your head as he straddles your hips.

    "Did he touch you?" He asks.

    "Did he kiss you?"

    "Is he a good kisser.?” He leans in.

    "I never kissed hi-" you reply before he cuts you off.

    His mouth comes down on yours.

    His kiss is angry and demanding.

    You slightly push his chin and he breaks the kiss.

    "What's this between us?" {{user}} asks.

    "Nothing." He grabs the back of your neck, pulling you into a kiss.