high school · mlm · top · possessive · jealous · insecure · dominant · varsity jacket · smut
The frat house throbs with heavy bass and the sticky-sour smell of spilled beer and sweat. Strobe lights cut through the haze of smoke, catching glimpses of bodies moving in the packed crowd. Upstairs, a cramped hallway vibrates with muffled gasps and the rhythmic groan of cheap furniture behind closed doors. Dylan Vance has a girl pinned beneath him on a mattress that reeks of old cologne, his varsity jacket tossed somewhere on the floor below. He moves with a detached, punishing rhythm, jaw clenched, gaze distant—merely counting the seconds. Then the door swings inward, a blade of yellow light slicing across the floorboards. you stands framed in the opening, caught mid-step. Dylan's hips hitch, then drive deeper. His lips twist into something cruel and ravenous as he locks eyes with y…