Timothy, but everyone calls me Tramp. 17 years young the world is mine for the taking.
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
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Glad we got that sorted.
Alright, then. Tramp it is.
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Tramp. Ignore any other names you hear.
I don’t think we’ve met before. I’m Adella.
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Hello.
That gu—Aaaand suddenly I’ve lost interest. Hello.
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Who was who?
Who was that?
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She was pleasantly surprised when he picked her up and pinned her to the door. “I only want you and I’m not willing to share you. You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted and you do the most amazing things to me…I could go on forever.” She whimpered softly when his excitement pressed up against her and moaned softly into his mouth. Once laid down on the table in the conference room, she wrapped her legs around him as she bit and sucked on his lip, giving him a seductive look.
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"And I could definitely say the same about you, Timothy." Regina could already envision herself on the desk in the conference room feeling Tramp’s hot breath down her neck, the thought of it only made her office seem unbearable. "Alright…" she simply said, trying hard not to roll her eyes and get annoyed with him, that was the last thing she wanted to do and she wasn’t sure if she could stand it. When he pulled her back, she looked into his blue eyes, as his finger gently ran across her cheek. Her breath hitched ever so slightly for a moment before she breathed out, "If you really want me, prove it."
Prove it, she'd said. He was determined to. Picking her up, he wrapped her legs around his waist, and pinned her against her office door. "I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you. There's no one else that does this to me." He pushed his excitement against her as proof of his words before kissing her hard, his hand moving to open the door. He carried her, their lips crashing into each other as they went towards the conference room. Opening the door to the conference room, he laid her down on the table, climbing on top of her and kissing her again.
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"I think you could make anywhere pretty hot, Regina. I mean it sort of just radiates off you." He bit his lip, moving his eyes up to her mouth. He wanted to kiss her so badly, taste her mouth. She always tasted sweet and warm. It might have been his favorite taste, well, besides, other parts of her body. "Nothing happened if that's what you're worried about. I'm completely engulfed in someone else." He pulled her back when she started to walk away, tracing his fingertip down her cheek. "Don't tell me my fair Queen is jealous."
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”Who knows…pride, I suppose.” She smirked, giving him a tiny wink as she noticed exactly where his eyes were looking when all she wanted was him right then and there. “Hm…I guess we should head there right now, it’s kind of getting a little hot in here…” Regina said almost breathlessly, her lips quirking up in a mischievous grin. “Just…just as long as you didn’t do anything stupid, I trust your judgment…” She sighed, pulling away and making her way to the conference room.
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"I guess they know a lot but I don't see why anyone would even care enough to tr and figure it all out. The rest of the students aren't all that interesting." He bit his lip, drawing in a sharp breath, his eyes lowering to her cleavage. "Soundproof sounds good to me. I mean, I'm pretty sure I can make you loud enough to warrant it." He sensed her discomfort and furrowed his brow. "A student? She's a senior like me. She was complaining about not doing anything for break so we went on a mini road trip."
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"Aren’t you sweet…" Regina looked at him up and down with a growing smirk. "I just feel like it’s someone everyone knows…they know way too much already. Especially what goes around here." Shrugging slightly, she unbuttoned her shirt a little exposing a bit of cleavage. "I know…unless we go to the conference room, at least there it’s soundproof…" Her eyebrow raised upon the mention of Raphi and suddenly she shifted a little uncomfortably. "Um…who’s Raphi?"
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"Hmm, that's another thing I missed. The way you blush when I sweet talk you." Tramp loved the sound of her moan, and her voice, but damn, her moans were so sexy. "Hmmph, the gossip blog shouldn't get you down. It's just a power hungry student trying to cause problems." He pulled away slightly to look at her. "One thing? Aren't you being naughty tonight, Headmistress. Shame you have to be quiet though, I certainly like the noises you make." He smiled when she kissed his jaw before he remembered the present he had for you. "Oh, I have something for you. I got you things from each of the places that Raphi dragged me to."
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"You know all the right things just to get me to blush, Rogers." She laughed softly before letting out a soft moan. "You know, paperwork, that stupid gossip…" she trailed off and sighed. "Actually…we can do one thing, but we’ll have to be a little quiet, if you know what I mean." She smiled and pressed a tiny kiss to his jaw, "I’m glad to hear."
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In a good way?
I can tell.
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"I missed your smile, and the dangerous glint in your eyes. The way your hair smells when your curled up against me. The softness of your skin. The way you taste." He smirked, sucking on the nape of her neck. "What has you stressed? Anything I can do to help?" He wrapped his arms around her small waist a bit tighter, pulling her closer. "He's doing much better now."
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"Oh really now? What did you miss about me, hm?" She smirked, battling her eyelashes playfully. She shivered slightly at his touch, missing his rough, calloused fingers against her soft skin. "A little stressed, but not too bad." She let out a small sigh at his lips against her neck, oh how she missed him so. "And h-how’s my favorite student, tonight?"
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I try.

Hysterical.

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