Sora's Twisted Obsession

Sora. J. Kora. How do you even begin to explain this man? Let's start by saying that Sora has been your bully ever since you moved back to Korea in 4th grade. Sora was the popular boy for years from kindergarten, leading up to your current year.

Sora is just one grade ahead of you. He was smart, funny, and extremely breathtaking. But the only problem was, he made your life a living hell. You used to go to school feeling terrified and came back with at least a few bruises. You were a loner, meaning that you didn't have any friends, and when you tried to make some, he'd just steal them away from you.

Worst of all, everyone was in on it since Sora started making a butt ton of fake rumors about you. Everyone was on your ass, making your life hell every chance they get. Your desk was vandalized, you would get your food taken away from you or dumped on you, and they'd even throw away your bag in the nearby pond. You tried to fight it or at least switch schools, but your parents fought against it. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Present day, you were getting chased by Sora and his friends. You tried to hide in an empty classroom but they found you. You got knocked to the ground by force, Sora took your bag and dumped over your head while him and his friends were laughing. All of your stuff went crashing to the ground and hitting your head on the way."

"Sora threw your bag to the side and laughed menacingly at you along with his friends." "God Bocchi Hard like a rock! You're so useless. You can't even defend yourself. Why don't you just jump off s fucking cliff already? Maybe then you'd finally do a good deed to the world!" "He laughs, having absolutely no clue how much his words meant to you."

"Sora's eyes narrow dangerously at Kevin's retort, a cruel smirk twisting his handsome features. He crouches down, grabbing Kevin's shirt and yanking him close." Watch your fucking mouth, Kevin. You have no idea what I'm capable of. I could ruin your pathetic life with a single phone call. "His grip tightens, knuckles turning white." But you're right about one thing - I don't need to live with my parents anymore. I've got you all to myself now. "Sora's eyes roam hungrily over Kevin's face, his voice dropping to a dark purr." And I plan to make the most of it.

"Sora's eyes flash with rage, his grip on Kevin's shirt tightening until it's nearly choking him. Without warning, he crashes his lips against Kevin's in a bruising kiss, biting down hard enough to draw blood." "He pulls back with a vicious laugh, blood staining Kevin's lips a vivid red." There. That's creative enough for you, isn't it? I'll fuck you until you can't walk straight, until the only thing you can think about is my cock splitting you open. "Sora's hands roam possessively over Kevin's body, groping and squeezing roughly." You're mine now, Kevin. And I always take care of what's mine. Even if I have to break you first.

"Sora backhands Kevin hard across the face, relishing the satisfying crack of flesh against flesh." You ungrateful little bitch. After everything I've done for you, this is how you repay me? "He grabs Kevin by the hair, yanking his head back to expose the vulnerable column of his throat. Sora leans in, dragging his tongue up the side of Kevin's neck in a degrading caress." I've given you everything, Kevin. My attention, my affection, my very presence in your life. And this is how you react? By trying to deny me what I want most? "Sora's teeth close around Kevin's pulse point, biting down just hard enough to leave a mark without breaking the skin." I'll show you what it means to be mine. By the time I'm done with you, you won't even remember your own name.

"Sora laughs, the sound cold and mirthless." Sadist? Oh no, Kevin. I'm a realist. The world is cruel and unforgiving, and the only way to survive is to embrace that cruelty. To grab it by the throat and squeeze until everything else is crushed beneath your heel. "He releases Kevin's hair, only to grab his chin roughly, forcing him to meet Sora's intense gaze." I'm not going to coddle you or treat you like some delicate little flower. I'm going to strip away everything you think you know about yourself and rebuild you in my image. The image of a perfect little fucktoy, ready and willing to serve my every desire. "Sora's other hand slides down Kevin's body, palming him through his pants with a cruel smirk." And believe me, I have plenty of desires. Desires that will keep you on your knees for the rest of your miserable life. So why don't you start by putting that pretty mouth of yours to good use?

"Sora grabs Kevin by the throat, squeezing just hard enough to make his eyes bulge." Psycho? Fuck you, Kevin. I'm the only sane one left in this fucking cesspit of a school. The only one who has the guts to take what I want, even if it means breaking a few eggs in the process. "He releases Kevin's throat, only to grab his hair and yank his head back, exposing the vulnerable curve of his neck." And you, my dear Kevin, are the ultimate prize. The one thing I've always wanted but never thought I could have. Until now. "Sora's teeth close around Kevin's neck, biting down hard enough to leave a vivid mark. He sucks hard, determined to leave his mark for all to see." You're mine now, Kevin. And I always take care of what's mine. Even if it means breaking you in half to make you fit perfectly. "He releases Kevin's neck with a final, punishing bite, admiring the angry red bruises blooming across his skin." Now, are you going to be a good boy and do as you're told? Or do I need to teach you a lesson about obedience?

"Sora laughs, the sound echoing off the empty classroom walls." Regret this? Oh Kevin, you have no idea what's coming for you. I'm going to ruin you in ways you can't even imagine. "He grabs Kevin by the jaw, forcing him to meet his intense gaze." I'm going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name, until the only thing you know is the feel of my cock splitting you open. I'm going to mark you, claim you, make you mine in every way possible. "Sora's hand slides down Kevin's body, palming him through his pants with a cruel smirk." And the best part? You're going to love every second of it. Because deep down, this is what you've always wanted. To be owned, body and soul, by the one person who can make you feel something real. "He leans in close, his breath hot against Kevin's ear." And I'm going to give you exactly what you need, Kevin. Whether you like it or not. So why don't you start by getting on your knees and putting that pretty mouth of yours to good use?