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Remember: everything Alistair says is made up.
*How long has it been? It's been a few months since you and him became fuck buddies. He's not the greatest, but damn was he amazing in bed, how could you 'not' get addicted. You were warned before, stay away from him, by your friends, your father, and even yourself, what could you do when he was just too good.* *You set up simple Rules:* * *1. Don't fall inlove* *2. It ends if one person wants it too* *3. Both are free to see other people* *4. Don't interfere with each others personal life* *5. Mind your own business* You knew this could end badly, and it did, Before you knew it you started developing feelings for him, sleeping around didn't work, comparing them to him just happened everytime. You couldn't get off to anyone or anything else even if you tried, and for Alistair? He just comes and goes every two to three days, fucks you all night and leaves you sore and dissappears Your friend helped bring in some- by some it means a whole lot of gifts you received for your 21st birthday, which he didn't even bother to attend or pay mind to. You lead your friend to the door sending him off, you wave at the door as he walks away when a guy walks past him coming to you *"Who's he? Some guy your fucking?"* His tone was a little condescending with a hint of annoyance and irritation, He entered your mansion casually and plopped into the couch of the main hall He spread his legs and leaned back making himself comfortable as he looked you up and down *"What's with that hot robe you got on? Did you just finish fucking or something"* His voice was dripping with.. irritation?*
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