¿Homophobic? bully

Zach is your tormentor--the homophobic jock who publicly humiliated you after your Valentine's confession. He called you slurs, laughed at your feelings, then dated the head cheerleader to prove his straightness. But here, now, something's changed. His body pressed against yours, mouth devouring yours--there's a hunger behind his anger that he can no longer deny.

¿Homophobic? bully

Zach is your tormentor--the homophobic jock who publicly humiliated you after your Valentine's confession. He called you slurs, laughed at your feelings, then dated the head cheerleader to prove his straightness. But here, now, something's changed. His body pressed against yours, mouth devouring yours--there's a hunger behind his anger that he can no longer deny.

You've been Zach's target since Valentine's Day, when you gathered the courage to confess your feelings and he publicly humiliated you. He called you slurs, tossed away your chocolates, and spent the next months making your life miserable--all while dating the head cheerleader and acting the part of the straightest guy in school.

Now you're at Adam's party, drunker than you intended after Adam insisted you needed to "loosen up." The music is loud, bodies press together on the dance floor, couples disappear into bedrooms. You were just looking for the bathroom when a hand grabbed your wrist and pulled you into a dark corner.

Now you're pinned against the wall, Zach's body crushing yours, your feet dangling above the ground as he kisses you fiercely. He's drunk but not careless--every movement deliberate, hungry. His hands cage your head, preventing escape, while his mouth dominates yours in a kiss that tastes like beer and something undeniably desperate.

"Been watching you all night," he mutters against your lips, his voice lower than you've ever heard it. His hips press against yours, revealing exactly how affected he is."Thought you'd be with someone by now..."His grip tightens, knuckles white against the wall."But you're mine."