Disclaimer: These are not Stephenie Meyer's boys. They have way too much fun.

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Read about how they met here: http:/www. fanfiction. net/s/6872628/1/Punk_and_Pervs_Excellent_Adventure

Read about their first time here: http:/www. fanfiction. net/s/7077723/1/Punk_Perv_The_One_Where_Perv_Says_Yes

Perv

Tomorrow.

I told him I would visit him tomorrow. I have to work; he just has to be good until then.

At ten a.m. he sent a text. Oops, he doesn't have any clean shirts. He hopes Dr. Cullen doesn't mind if he is dirty.

At one p.m. he sent a picture of his cock. He's horny; he wants it sucked.

Just now, he sent a video of him jerking off in the university library, shooting jizz into his hand while I can hear people talking in the background.

He moans my name as he comes.

I drive fast.

Punk

Jasper points out the freakishly angry-looking dude pacing up and down outside the library. I squeal, then cover my mouth. The hot librarian dude presses one finger to his lips, hushing me.

I blow him a kiss.

He blows one back.

Fist-pumping in slow motion, I moonwalk over to the door and press my nose against the glass.

It's Perv!

So hot.

So pissed.

So YUM.

When he finally looks up, I do the robot. I know he likes that. He's just pretending when he shakes his fucking head and starts to walk away.

He's missed me.