#mitchell slaggert

College, college, college

It's all the craze these days

Going into debt for a degree that can't even begin to pay back 

Unless you had a scholarship ofc

It's exactly what they say it is

The 3 B's. Boys. Booze. Bills

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You arrived at Essex, your family cramming behind you.

“ Wow! This is so cool ” your younger brother exclaimed.

“ Yeah! It's like a castle!!! ” your much younger sister shouted.

You felt pretty mid about it. “ Yeah it's cool ”

Essex University, the place rich people send their non failure children. No offense, just truth.

It took you a few days to settle into your dorm, getting along fairly with your roommates. They are a mixed bunch. One was extremely gothic, another was insanely into anime and the other was a mute. Not really, she just doesn't really talk.

So it was pretty chill for the most part, you could relate to them in some ways. 

Only thing is…. you LIVE for some drama. Well you enjoy it, like a silent listener. Someone who could look into their high school year book and tell the drama about every single person in their class. Kinda sad, but you mostly keep it to yourself.

So you definitely ate up the news on your hall neighbors. Whitney, Kimberly, Bela and Leighton. I mean no hate, they get the banging chicks and dudes on their arms. Especially Kimberly.

Nico was a HAWT man, but we don't reward cheating. Though they definitely got them strokes in, Kimberly ran around like a chicken with her head cut off.

It was entertaining, but nothing compared to her new man, Jackson. 

You remember the first time you saw him. It was a little after Thanksgiving break, you were walking along the courtyard of the school. He was running with his shirt off, grey shorts pulled up just under his V line, sweat dripping down his chest like honey on a comb. The muscles on his arms tensing from the exercise, veins poking out for hydration. The print of his dick showed through his shorts. Oh Lord…. 

He was out for a late night run, which he did normally apparently.

He recognized you from class and stopped to chat about your current class assignment, but you couldn't keep your eyes away. You were lost in your own dreamland.

He snapped his fingers trying to get your attention back.

“ Hello? Earth to Y/n! ” he said.

You woke up, closing your drooling mouth.

“ Yeah? Sorry ” you said quickly.

“ Did you finish the reading from this week? ” he asked. 

“ Yes, quite fascinating. Though a mystery would be better ” you rambled on. 

“ Alright Sherlock ” he teased.

You slapped his arm and he swatted your hands away. You felt your phone ping in your pocket.

You pulled it out seeing notifications for WWE from YouTube. Roman Reigns beating John Cena at SummerSlam.

“ No nooo  come on ” you huffed.

“ What's up? ” he asked with curiosity.

“ You probably don't watch it, but Roman Reigns beat John Cena at SummerSlam. I was rooting for John ” you say, a large amount of disappointment in your voice.

“ You're kidding? ” he chuckled.

“ Sorry sorry, it's my childhood ” you said nervously.

“ No no, I love WWE. It's my childhood too ” he smirked and you felt like you almost blacked out.

DAMN that smirk was so hot. You bet it could melt ice cream in a second. You drooled a little more, but eventually pulled yourself together.

You two chat a little more, walking around the campus now. Though walking led to more talking and talking led to more feelings being built. 

You let him get back to his run, you desperately need to get to sleep before your first test tomorrow. He sent you off with a goodbye and a vaguely flirty joke. You laughed, smiling all the way back to your dorm.

Your roommates pestered you for a couple days after that. Though nothing happened after, he had his current thing with Kimberly. So you let it go.

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One day you were walking the court yard, jamming to “ True Reigns ” a WWE superstars theme music. It was good for walking in your opinion, gets the blood flowing. You were about to pull out your imaginary guitar, when a hand touched your shoulder. 

You jumped back, looking up for possible danger. To your surprise it was him, now laughing at you. You shove him playfully, tucking your headphones into your pocket.

“ Geez man, you scared the fuck out of me ” you said, holding your hand over your heart.

“ My bad, though you should have seen your face ” he chuckled some more.

“ Stooopp, it's not funny. I was about to hit a guitar solo ” you pouted.

“ Okay okay. I'm sorry ” he apologized, still laughing a little. 

You accepted his apology, starting to continue your walk. He followed after you, catching up.

“ What are you listening to rockstar ”

“ You know, just some True Reigns ” you said, showing him the song.

“ We got a Roman fan huh. I thought you said you were rooting for John. Now you’re over here fangirling over Roman ”

“ No, John is my favorite wrestler, but Roman is FINE as HELL! ” you smirked at him.

He rolled his eyes, changing the subject.

“ Did you watch R.A.W. this Monday? ”

“ No sadly, I had tons of homework. It's piling up so high. I probably won't be able to watch a show again till Wrestlemania ” you sighed, rubbing your head.

“ Maybe I can help ” he offered.

“ No, I can't ask that of you ” you said, shaking your head.

“ It's fine, then we can watch Smackdown after ” he tilted his head to you, flashing very convincing eyes.

 You sigh, giving in. “ Fine, but only if Kimberly is okay with it ” 

“ Why would Kimberly not be okay with it? ” he raised an eyebrow at you. 

“ Well she's like your thing now. Like your girl ” you say, reminding yourself more than him.

“ Oh yeah, she was. But uh no, no that's over. We didn't really have much in common. Just a lot of sexual tension ” he explained.

“ Oh.. sorry ” you felt bad, only because you felt good inside that he was single now.

“ So your game then? ” he asked, stepping in front of you.

“ Yeah, I'll be there” you say, turning to walk away, but you turn back around.  

“ Sorry, your room or mine? ” you instantly felt weird about that question.

You could see a cheeky smirk growing on his face. “ Actually don't answer that, let’s just go to yours ” 

He smiled and walked off, the bell calling him to class. 

From then on you two did many things together. You did homework together, watched Smackdown together, even ate lunch together. It was like a dream come true.

When it rains, it pours. All that time together and being in each other's presence, emotions grow as well as desires. 

It didn't take long for you to start messing around with each other. Starting with random kisses to steamy make outs to touch feely to giving and receiving to finally going all the way.

It was like that for a while and it was good, more than good, but eventually you wanted more. You were scared he didn't want more, so you kept quiet, enjoying the moments you had with him.

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It was another “deep in homework doodoo” type of night. You and Jackson took to the papers like a man at a pie eating contest. No room for side conversations or distractive make outs.

The whole stack took you both 2.5 hours each,  you started at 5pm and now  it was 11pm. You laid out flat on the ground, stretching your limbs, finally free from your burdens. 

Jackson did the same, but eventually got up, heating you two something to chew on. He set out the plates and then helped you up off of the floor.

“ Wanna watch the show? ” he asked, flashing a smile.

You couldn’t resist that smile, you nodded, hopping on his bed. He chuckled at your cuteness, going to stop the beeping microwave. You reached up the bed, getting the remote. You got the TV on and turned to the reruns of Smackdown.

Jackson returned to the bed, bringing the food. He sat it down and got onto the bed. You both dug in and warmed up your body. The food was finished in no time, both of you scrapping the bottom of your bowls for more.

You put the dishes away and came back towards bed. You were grabbed by Jackson and he pulled you onto the bed. He tickled you with no mercy and you laughed uncontrollably. Your body wiggled around, trying to get away. You finally tapped out, him claiming his victory. 

You eyed him with vengeful eyes, your stomach hurt from laughing so much, keeping you from getting him back. He pulled the covers back, silently inviting you to join him. You climbed in and turned to your side, Jackson spooning you from behind.

You melted into him, his hand resting over your stomach, butterflies going off. Moments and gestures like this made you carve more with him. He understood you, knowing what pushes you and what cools you down.

The show turned to background noise the minute his lips met your ear. You hummed at the motion, feeling his fingers slip under your shirt. His skin felt warm against yours, goosebumps blooming in his wake.

He moved down to your neck, his fingers peaking into your shorts. You stayed still, enjoying the feeling, but the voice inside spoiled your mood. You wanted to get it over with, to feel the pain of losing him now instead of later.

He noticed your stillness and heard you sniffing. He stopped, quickly getting worried.

“ Y/n what's wrong? ” he asked softly.

You sniffed one more time and turned to him. His face now in front of yours. He saw your tears, wiping a few of them away.

“ Did I do something? ” he asked, worry invading his features.

You shook your head no, hiding your face in your hands.

“ What's the matter, Y/n? You can tell me anything, you know that ” he tried comforting.

You wiped your face and took a deep breath, summoning the courage.

“ Yes I know but this is different. This could change things and I don't wanna lose it ” you get out, a sore feeling hitting your throat.

“ What could change? What are you losing? ” he asked, rubbing your arm.

“ This. Us. You… ” you hold back tears.

“ You're not gonna lose me, y/n. You can tell me ” he tried reassuring you.

You sniffed and looked at his face, burning it into your memory just in case this goes bad. You breathed in deeply, going for it. 

“ I can't do this anymore Jacks. And it's not you, it's me. I know that's cliche but it's true” you start.

“ What is it? ” he said, seeking to understand.

“ I know you don't feel this way, but I do. And I can't sit here and pretend that everything is okay. I just- just… ” fear takes over you a bit, halting your words. 

You settle yourself. “ I want to be more, Jacks ” you say quietly.

He was silent which made your fear and worry build. Your body waiting for him to throw you out or get mad, but it never came.

He pecked your lips gently, surprising you. He pulled away smiling, his hand rubbing your arm.

“ Well I want that too. Y/n you're more than just a fwb in my head. After all this time together I can't stop thinking about you. I just thought that you were the one that didn't see us like that ” he confessed.

You felt relieved, a huge boulder being lifted off your chest. You moved closer to him, wanting a big bear hug.

“ You’re smart, beautiful. You get me, I always feel beyond happy with you beside me. It’s just…. right, you know ” he continued after you stayed silent.

“ Jacks, I've always liked you. From the moment we both found out we liked WWE. I just didn’t wanna ruin everything  ” you said into his chest.

“ You could never. I’d probably fall for you in every universe ” he said, kinda mocking your obsessions with the multiverse.

You pinched his nipple and he yelped. You chuckled, both of you going silent. 

“ Wow, for that long huh? ” he teased a bit.

You nodded.

“ Well I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, my lady ” he kissed your head.

You smiled, looking up to peck his lips. He followed suit, his lips going back in for more. He kissed you a bit more before moving to hover over you. You pulled him down for another kiss, his hands sliding under your shirt.

You pulled each other's shirts off, breaking the kiss for only a moment. He slid his hands up to your breast, no bra blocking his path . You slip your hands around his shoulders, playing with the hair at the base of his neck.

He drifts down to your neck, kissing and biting at it. You close your eyes, enjoying the feeling of his lips at your throat. He leaves a mark at your collarbone and  kisses a trail down to your chest. 

He stops at your nipples, taking one into your mouth. He sucks on it, teasing the other with his hand. Your body squirms around, the pleasure flooding through your bones.

He moves on down to your stomach, kissing your trail line. You giggle as his stubble tickles your lower belly and he smiles against your skin. Your hands rake through his hair as he moves further down.

His hands come up to your shorts, pulling them down with him. You pull your legs out of the shorts and pull your panties down as he throws your shorts somewhere. He takes your panties and throws them off the bed as he dips in between your legs. Muscle memory kicks in and your legs fall all the way open for him. 

He kisses up your leg and stops where you need him most. He looks up at you with a predatory gaze, watching your pouty face. You start to feel embarrassed, his eyes lingering on you. He eases your nerves by licking up through your folds. Your toes tense a little and your hand quickly finds his hair. 

He quits teasing and starts eating, nice and slow. It’s torturous, your hips bucking up and begging for more. He holds your hips down with his hands, continuing his slow pace. Your fingers curl into his hair, trying to push him down onto you more. He holds his position, kitten licking you now as a punishment. You whine and settle yourself, not pushing his head down.

He rewards you by taking your clit into his mouth and sucking on it. You let out a moan, your body shivering from the new sensation of pleasure. You pull at his hair, your hips trying to move again. 

He stops sucking, licking over it a few times before fully coming up. He tugs his jeans off and his boxers, his cock angry and red. You stare at it as he climbs back onto the bed. He gets back in between your legs, setting your legs around his waist.

He looks to you for permission and you nod, looking down at where his cock intrudes your entrance. You feel him press into you, his length forcing your walls open. A familiar fullness fills your stomach and you gasp. 

He grunts as he pushes further in, lowering his body to yours. You take in his lips, his length bottoming out inside you. He slides your hands up, lacing his fingers in yours. 

Your heart flutters at this gesture and you nod your head again, signaling that you’re ready.

He moves slowly at first, kissing at your cheek and down onto your neck. Your hands squeeze around his, your back arching up into him.

He waits for you to settle into the old speed, then starts a new one. This one was faster, moving both you and the bed. You could see his fast twisting in pleasure, your own doing the same. He gets closer, your chest touching his.

“ fucking hell…. baby hmm ” he lets out by your ear.

His sounds spurred your own, his hands squeezing yours now.

“ oh fuck Jacks… feels so fucking go-good ” you moan, a particular thrust making you stutter your words.

Your noises drive him on, his hips moving faster against yours.

He unlaced his hands, now using them to support his body at his new pace. His lips chase yours and you lock your legs around him, your hands scratching at his back. 

Skin to skin sounds as well as the bed hitting the wall sounds, filled the room. His length bullied its way in and out of you, not letting up. Your orgasm approached fast as he hit at your cervix. 

Your walls pulsed around him, signaling your release.

“ mnhn gonna cum y/n… ” he rasped.

You nodded frantically. “ me too, cum with me…. fuck…. ”

“ cum for me baby ” he grunts.

And with his words you let go, your orgasm crashing over you like harsh waves. Your toes scrunched up, the band inside finally snapping. 

Jackson groans as your walls clench around him, making his thrust slow down. He pulls out and quickly strokes his pulsing cock. He squeezes his eyes shut and lets his head fall back, moans leaving his mouth. His cum spills onto your lower stomach and core.

He falls on top of you, catching himself so he doesn’t crush you. His chest moves against yours, both of you trying to catch your breath. You rake your finger through his hair again, smiling at him. He smiles back, kissing your lips.

He rolls off you, laying next to you on the bed. You look up at the ceiling, the cold air coming to cool you off. You feel yourself come back to reality, your body moving to lay on his. Jackson pulls you closer, wrapping his arms around you.

His chest slowly moves up and down, his heart beat ringing in your ears. 

You fall asleep to it, your body curling fully into his. He kisses your head and closes his eyes, trying to rest as well.

His heart beat slowly faded from your eardrums as you drifted to sleep, you felt happier than ever. 

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He was the hottest guy on Sex Lives of College Girls idc.

Kimberly FUMBLED the BAGGGGG.

He's was so HOT, even Leighton wanted a piece of that.

My bestie had to pull me from the screen every time he showed up.

😫🤤😮‍💨🥵🥴🫦

p.s. True Reigns is a very good walking song. I dashed through my high school halls blasting that theme in my ears.

Oh Cody and randy will be out soon, I've finally written their endings to my liking. Only took about 15 tries. haha....

Lemme not take up anymore of your time. Thank you for reading!!!!