LETS GET ONE THING FUCKING STRAIGHT RIGHT NOW AND IM FUCKING PISSED SO NO JOKE THIS TIME

QUINN, EVAN, CORRUPTION AND IGNORANCE ARE MY FUCKING CHARACTERS

YOU DO NOT USE THEM AND PUT THEM INTO YOUR OWN FUCKING STORY WITHOUT MY PERMISSION

I HAVE ALL RIGHTS TO ALL MY STORIES. SO DONT YOU DARE TRY TO PLAGIARIZE ME

I CANT FUCKING EXPLAIN HOW PISSED OFF I AM AND HOW MUCH IM PANICKING ABOUT THIS

YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND IM SORRY BUT YOU DO NOT TAKE MY FUCKING CHARACTERS, I DONT CARE IF YOU TAG ME AND LOVE MY BOOK, THAT DOES NOT GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO USE THEM

Please don't take my fucking characters

you can not use Quinn, Evan, Ignorance,and Corruption in your story.  Or any of those ideas you took from my High School AU.  I'm sorry.  But please don't.  Don't steal my characters.  Don't steal my ideas from my books

I HAVE ALL RIGHTS TO THEM SO PLEASE DONT STEAL THEM AND MY IDEAS AND PLOTS FOR MY STORIES.

So please, get them off your story as soon as possible

You know who you are, and I'm sorry if I'm coming off mean or scary.  Just please don't take my stuff without permission again.  Or anyone else's stuff for that matter.

Copyright is a serious thing and I don't want you or anyone else getting in trouble

I'm trying to be nice here, but seriously, you cross a damn line if you steal my stuff.  Hate on me all you want but don't use my characters, plots, and story ideas for your own books.

Do. Not. Take. My. Characters. Or.  Ideas.  Without. Permission.

ANYWAYS....SORRY I WAS BEING A BITCH

I'm just really angry and scared

I'm sorry

Ha ha ha ha ha...I'll show myself out *yeets self into death*

HaVe sOmE ReVan aNgsT tHaT YaLL WiLL pRoBaBLy wAnNa KiLL mE fOr

TRIGGER WARNING : idk how to explain it but it's fucking bad so like sorry if it makes you uncomfortable, this is a kinda really explicit and inappropriate chapter (but no smut don't worry), HELLA ANGST

Remus POV
Weak morning sunlight filtered in through the windows. It was still too early for anyone else to be awake, but I was wide awake.

After having an extremely sexual dream about Evan, I couldn't stop thinking about it. About him in that position, for me.

Is it bad that I want to fuck the living daylights out of the most innocent person in the mindscape?

Well, he wasn't that innocent in my dream. But it was still his face. His voice. His...sounds. Beneath me, moaning my name, completely wrecked by me.

It didn't help that his head was resting on my lap, really close to my crotch. The love in me thought Evan looked adorable while sleeping. But the horny part of my mind made me wonder how it's feel if he just turned over and sucked me off.

I know I shouldn't be thinking about Evan this way. Trust me, I know. But I just can't help it.  Evan probably doesn't even want to ever have sex.  Which sucks because I can't go a day without getting horny.

I wonder how it'd feel to be inside his cute, little, chubby ass. Probably amazing.

Satan Evan, what are you doing to me?

I've never wanted someone to be mine so badly before. Not even with Issac. But god damn, Evan is making me the horniest but most in love monster ever.

Evan stirred a bit.  Shit, no, go back to sleep. 

He opened his eyes and reached for his notepad and pencil.  I remained silent as he scribbled something quickly. 

He gave me the paper and than laid back down on my thighs, moving a little bit away from my crotch.  I looked down at what he wrote.

Stop poking me

One look down at the tent in my boxer only confirmed the worst.  Shit, fuck, abort.  Need to get away from Evan before I get too horny and can't control myself.

"Sorry," I breathed out, praying to Satan that it'd go away. But of course, it only continued to get worse.

He needs to get off my lap, so I can go and take a cold shower. If I get too horny, I won't be able to control myself.

Exhibit A being what I did to Virgil in the Pit.

I would hate myself and never be able to forgive myself if I ever did something like that to Evan and hurt him.

Evan started moving against, unconsciously rubbing his elbow against "me".  That did not help. 

He sat up and glared at me, a tired look in his eyes.  Evan moved into my lap and wrapped his arms around my neck, resting his hand on my shoulder. 

The action was obvious enough.  He wanted me to cuddle him.  But I wanted to fuck him. 

His scent made things worse.  He smelled of vanilla and cookies. His soft fluffy hair brushed against my cheek. I wonder what it'd be like to pull on it while he sucks me off.

I could feel his soft breaths against my neck, slightly wishing it was his moans instead as he rode me.

My imagination sure is dirty today. I need to calm down. Of course that didn't work.

Evan moved a bit and gave me a look that said, 'what's wrong?'. I let out a sigh.

"You're too cute," I grumbled. For once I was glad he couldn't talk, because I don't think I could have stopped myself if I heard his beautiful, soft voice.

Evan just blushed and smiled, thinking nothing about my behavior. He moved again so he was on my lap, pretty much sitting on "me". He pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.

And that was my breaking point.

I growled and flipped us over so that I was pressing Evan down into the couch. I held his hands above his head. Easily knocking his legs against and going between them.

It was almost too easy. I don't know if it's because he's innocent and don't fully understand what's going on. Or if he's okay with it.

But his wide eyes and flushed red face said otherwise. However my mind ignored it. I was on autodrive now, with only two words in my mind. Fuck Evan.

I started kissing him, but he didn't kiss back. I stared grinding down on him, only for him to start struggling.

I knew deep down he didn't want this, but I couldn't stop myself. Evan's struggles were pretty much useless. He was weak from the parasite and already just a small, weak person.

But soon his struggles started to turn into twitches. And for some fucked up reason, that turned me on even more.

My hands trailed up his shirt, making him flinch. I didn't feel like I was in control anymore, but the fucked up part of me didn't mind.

Evan tried to push me off, but he couldn't get his hands out of mine. And without a voice, he couldn't scream at me.

I groaned a bit and started kissing at his neck. The collar got in my way, making me furious. I unconsciously felt my hands tighten around Evan's hands, making him flinch in pain.

Wonder why.

Corruption needs to know that Evan is mine. Only I get to fuck him and mark him. He's mine.

I started biting at his neck, making his flinch. He tried to move his neck away but I growled and pushed down harder on him.

I felt his body stiffen up. Evan was shaking violently beneath me. Not what I had in mind, but still kinky.

I felt something hot hit my cheek. I froze a bit and moved up. Tears were streaming down his face. I realized the shaking was from him starting to cry.

Then what I was doing hit me like a slap to my face.

I quickly shot up, pure shock ripping through me. Evan didn't move at all, still shaking as he cried silently. Did I just...?

I just tried to rape Evan.

I moved off him quickly, finally realizing what I almost did. Our eyes met and I saw an all too familiar look in them.

Fear.

Without a second thought, I bolted. I left Evan sobbing on the couch and ran to the safety of my bedroom. I ran up the stairs and to my room. I shut the door and slid down to the floor.

My hands were shaking as I tried to process what I just did. Evan looked so scared of me. And it broke my heart.

Evan must hate me now. Oh Satan, I've ruined everything.

Evan POV
My breaths came in short sharps gasps at air.  What just happened?  I couldn't process it. 

Remus just...he just...he...

I can't believe it.  But I know I should've expected that.  I was so stood and naïve.

Remus tried to do what Corruption tired to do to me.  I did not like it one bit. 

I should've known, I should've known, I should've know, I should've know...

I got up as quickly as I could and pulled of Remus's sweatshirt.  I glared at is as hot angry tears started falling.  I threw the sweatshirt as far from me as possible.

I turned and curled up, facing towards the couch cushions.  I didn't care that it was cold and I was just laying in my boxers on the couch.

I broke. 

It so many different ways.  Mentally, I couldn't process it. Physically, my skin felt like it was burning where he touched me. I didn't think Remus would do that to me.  I didn't think he'd try and force himself of me.

I should've known. 

Corruption was right.  Remus was just trying to get into my pants the entire time.  Was everything between us a lie?

Did he ever even love me? 

Probably not.  He just wanted sex.  That's all he wanted from me.  I unconsciously started raking my nails up and down my bare arms.

Oh gosh.  I feel so wrong...and violated.  I didn't like it.  I yet again felt as if I was a prisoner within my body.

The tears only increased. I'm so stupid. I'm so naïve. I wish I wasn't like this. That I see the good in people.

Then I wouldn't have fallen so hard. I wouldn't have let someone like Remus try and love me. I wouldn't have been so stupid.

My nails dig into my arms, making blood start to appear from beneath them. It felt good. Distracted me from my mind. From the thoughts.

The truth.

The truth that I've been hiding from myself. The truth that I didn't want to believe. Even though I knew it was true. I forced it away so that I could love Remus.

I should've known. I shouldn't have been so stupid. Blinded by love.

Fear turned to anger. Anger turning to sadness. A cycle of three emotions I kept changing back and forth from in a matter of seconds.

I do not love Remus anymore.

I'm so stupid for believing Remus.

I'm terrified of Remus.