(Slight smut warning.)

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Lucas's face flushes in anger, and he places his hands on Adonis's hard chest to try and push him off, but he doesn't budge. His lips vibrate against his ear, "There's no use in trying to deny it, your body is telling me all I need to know."

Lucas takes a quick inhale of air as Adonis presses his crotch against his own, feeling his rock hard cock pulsate through his pants. Adonis groans at the feeling of contact, and rubs against it even more, craving the touch. He slumps his head so it rests in the nape of his neck, and his hand slithers down to the small of Lucas's back, pulling him closer. He licks the sweet skin, leaving a trail of warmth up to the edge of his jaw.

"S-Stop!" Lucas gasps.

"Stop?" Adonis whispers seductively, "Why? Little Luke loves it. Been abandoning him lately, have you?"

Lucas bites his lip in shame at his own hardness, disgusted at the heat his lower body is drowning in. Adonis smirks, "It hurts, doesn't it? I can make it go away. Which would you prefer; my hand, or my mouth?"

Lucas pushes Adonis back with all of his strength. Adonis stumbles a few steps back this time, chuckling, as Lucas breathes heavily.

"Hah, you always leave me dissatisfied, Luke," Adonis sighs, and Lucas's eyes widen as Adonis goes to unbuckle his belt.

"W-What are you doing?" Lucas stumbles over his words as Adonis goes to pull down his zipper. When Lucas realizes what Adonis is doing, his face grows red, and he averts his gaze, "What the fuck is wrong with you?! You're going to do that here?! You're crazy, absolutely insane. I'm leaving."

"Okay, okay," Adonis grumbles, and Lucas can hear the sound of a zipper, "I guess I can do it later."

Lucas sighs, "Thank you, Jesus," He puts his hands down, "I knew someone was looking out for me. Well, bye!" Lucas hurriedly dashes out of the alley, not bothering to look back.

Adonis is right at his side, "Wait, I'm not done with you," His hand slithers into Lucas's, and Lucas immediately slaps it away, "Don't touch me, or I'll rip off your precious dick, got it?"

Adonis chuckles, "Oh, kinky~"

"Is sex all you think about?"

"Yes. But don't worry, it's only with you." Lucas sighs, ignoring his remark. Adonis walks by his side down the sidewalk, awfully close, and Lucas is just glad they are out in the open again. He kept his eye out for any alley ways, making sure to stay away from them. He was really just going to pull out his... thing? He was really going to...

You like dick, don't you? Adonis's words rang in his head, and he found himself blushing. Do I?

"What are you thinking about?" Adonis teased, his voice tickling his ear.

"N-Nothing," Lucas cleared his throat, "What do you want?" Lucas grumbles, it being painfully obvious Adonis wasn't going to leave him alone anytime soon.

"I think you know what I want," Adonis's lips curved upwards, "Your virginity~"

"Fucking pervert until the end..." Lucas grumbled, "You're not getting it."

"So you are a virgin?"

"H-Huh?"

Adonis smiled at his innocently flushed expression. He felt his manhood twitch in excitement at the dirty thoughts that ran rampant in his mind, "Ah... perfect..."

Lucas's face twisted in disgust, "Here's a thought: go fuck yourself. Go fuck a tree for all I care, you're not laying a finger on me, or my ass. Little Luke will be traumatized..." He shudders.

Adonis chuckled, "Sorry, sorry. It's just... you're so fun to tease. I'll let you go, I just have a tiny proposition to make."

Lucas piped up at the mention of him finally leaving him alone, but then grew suspicious of his 'proposition.' Lucas slowed to face him, his brows pulling together, "What is it?"

"I'll tell everyone the truth; that Miles lied about what Charlie did, and they'll see Miles for who he truly is," Lucas grew interested. Really? It was that easy? He would just openly tell everyone?

"What do you mean by you'll tell everyone?"

"I mean, me. Miles won't tell them, he's a coward. I've learned I seem to be able to come out whenever you're around, Luke. So if you're around me more often, then I'll be able to stay for good. And Miles will only be able to watch as his life crumbles before his eyes. He deserves it, don't you think? Watching the life he's tried so hard to build for himself die in an instant, and not being able to do a thing about it. Pathetic." There was an underlying hatred in his voice that was held in deep regard for Miles. Adonis didn't like Miles in the slightest, it seemed. It was evident by how easily he was willing to destroy his life.

"Don't you care, though? That people think you're gay? You do forget you are in Miles's body, if you tell everyone the truth, you'll be hurting yourself as well."

"Why would I care? I hate hiding who I truly am. By telling all of his precious secrets, maybe then he'll finally submit." He hissed, "Even now, his incessant voice is ringing in my head. He wants the control he doesn't deserve. I deserve control over this body. And there's one way to do just that." His dark azure eyes shine as they lock onto Lucas.

Lucas raises a brow. He really was insane, wasn't he? To be completely honest, he would of preferred Miles over Adonis. Miles he could somewhat predict, but Adonis... he caught him off guard more than once. But with Miles out of the way, as Adonis or not, he would finally be able to take his place as the most popular person of this world. He wouldn't be here forever, of course he knew there would be sacrifices to achieve his goal. Sacrifices that he wouldn't necessarily like or agree with, but would have to do for the sake of his survival. So Lucas swallowed the lump his throat, straightening, "What?"

Adonis shined his teeth, "Go out with me."

"Huh?" Lucas took a second to process the words, but he still couldn't comprehend what he had just heard, "I'm sorry, what?"

"Go out with me," Adonis repeated. "Go out with me, and I'll be able to stay in this body without Miles interfering. I'm able to retain control whenever you're around. Go out with me, and I'll tell everyone at school the truth, just like you want. It's a win win for me and you."

It was. It worked out in Lucas's favor tremendously. But... go out with Adonis? This psychopath of a man... date him? What do people do while dating? Hold hands? Kiss? Have... sex? Lucas gulped. Was he sure he wanted Adonis around him? He was dangerous, unpredictable, and overly horny. There were no redeeming qualities about him other than his charming good looks that weren't even his. The smile that once belonged to Miles was now devious, instead of friendly. The eyes that once belonged to Miles were now dark and intense, instead of warm and carefree.

Lucas shook his head. No, this was for the best, "Fine, but I have some ground rules I need to set."

Adonis seemed surprised that he agreed, but nodded for him to continue. He couldn't stop smiling as Lucas crossed his arms, "First: We aren't dating at school, no one can know that I'm... with you. Second: Don't touch me without my consent. Third...." Lucas trailed off. Adonis seemed bothered by the first two rules, but didn't voice his complaints. Lucas cleared his throat, "Let me talk to Miles."

Adonis flinched, glaring, "What?! Are you serious?"

"Let me talk to Miles, or the deal's off." Lucas threatens.

"If I let him take control I might not get it back. He's listening, just tell him what you have to say. Oh... he's particularly interested. Go on, then."

Lucas sighed, rubbing his temples. It was more than strange that there were two people in Miles's body. Or that Adonis was actually a personality disorder that demanded control and submission. He didn't seem like just another personality, he seemed like he was his own person. He had his own thoughts, his own feelings. And Lucas had created him. Lucas had... birthed him. Lucas shuddered before turning to face Adonis, no, Miles. He searched the dark blue eyes, knowing not one, but two souls were staring right back at him.

He spoke to Adonis, "Tell me what he says, then."

Adonis grumbled before nodding. Lucas then spoke to Miles, "Miles, I know you are probably very confused right now. Maybe even scared. And I... I'm sorry. I know this might not be the way you would of imagined the truth to come out. I know you probably have your own reasons for lying and... pretending," Lucas's lips quirked into a lopsided grin, "But it's okay, I forgive you. I think I understand why you did what you did. We all lie for our own benefit. I'm pretending to, you know? I'm actually really selfish, and a huge coward. And there's not a second that goes by where I'm not scared. So, Miles... forgive me for being selfish, okay?"

The blue eyes softened, and Lucas cleared his throat, "What did he say?"

A pair of arms suddenly wrapped around him, pulling him into a hug. He heard a voice, "I forgive you. And... thank you."

Lucas freezed, "Miles? How did you...?" Miles pulled away, flashing his charming smile, "That bastard let his guard down, so I slipped through when he didn't notice. Even now he's yelling in my ears, god, so annoying."

"Oh, I see... when could you start hearing Adonis?"

Miles scoffed at the name, before explaining, "After you punched me in the bathroom, I could hear his voice in my head. I thought I was going crazy, so I tried reaching out to you to get a grip on what was happening. But then I would loose track of time. And then... the next day, I couldn't control my body. He... that Adonis... he took control. He was the one sitting so close to you like that, pretending to be me."

"That was Adonis?" Lucas recounted, thinking back on how eerily close Miles was yesterday. How could Lucas not know that was Adonis?

"Yeah... I managed to get control though, and I ended up at your house, sitting at the dinner table. He kept trying to take back control... I guess I let my guard down when you told me about Charlie."

"I..." Lucas rubbed his neck nervously, "Sorry."

Miles shrugged, "It's fine. I guess this was inevitable. Be... careful around Adonis, okay? He has some fucked up thoughts about you. I can't control him for much longer though... he's fighting his way back..." Miles held a hand to his head, wincing at the migraine, "Luke-" He breathed, "I really wanted to be friends with you, you know? Tell... tell Charlie I'm sorry, yeah? Take care of him for me."

Lucas watched in shock as Miles screamed in agony, before his features went stone cold. Adonis took a deep breath, a glare set in his features, "Fucking piece of shit." He hissed to the silent voice in his head, "Huh? Now you're quiet? Really are pathetic, aren't you?"

Lucas couldn't focus on Adonis as he continued to berate Miles. All he could focus on were Miles's parting words. He wanted to be friends? He was sorry? Had Lucas misjudged him this entire time? Was Adonis all the parts of him he hated? And all the parts Lucas admired... that was the real Miles? Lucas felt guilty.

"I-I'm going home," Lucas says, turning on his heel. Adonis instantly focuses his attention on Lucas, calling after him, "What?! Don't tell me you fell for his bullshit?"

Bullshit or not... Lucas himself felt like a piece of shit. He was tired. He wanted to close his eyes and sleep the day away. Everything... he just needed time to process everything. To process that he was now dating the true villain, his true rival since the very beginning, Adonis. The monster he created. "I'll see you tommorow," He waved him off, and was relieved that Adonis only stood and watched as he stepped up into his house, closing the door behind him.

[Sub mission complete: Get away from Miles Sawyer. 100 points added.]

'He's not Miles...' Lucas felt the need to correct Sai, and he grumpily walked into his house after taking off his shoes. He stumbled back when a body flung themselves towards him, engulfing him in a hug. Lucas looked down to see Molly squeezing him tight, nuzzling her face into his shirt. Lucas stood confused, "Molly, what is it?"

She talked into his shirt, mumbling, "Are you okay now?"

Lucas blinked, before smiling warmly. He placed his hand on her head, petting it, "Just a little tired, is all."

Molly didn't pull away, she just squeezed him tighter. Her small arms barely reached around his body, but she hugged him the best she could, "Does this help?" She mumbled.

Lucas took a deep breath, bending down on one knee. He pulled Molly away so he could look her in the face. Her arms were still wrapped around him as she looked up at him with a frown and big worried eyes. He opened his arms, and she immediately wrapped her arms around his shoudlers, pulling him back into a hug. He hugged her back, sitting there as they didn't speak a word. Today had been so stressful, it went the complete opposite direction of what he had expected. It was strange how a hug from a little girl was so warm. Maybe a part of him, the Lucas part of him, still cared for her as a sister. It was nice, having someone care for him like this. A sibling comforting a sibling, it was a bond that couldn't be put into words, that couldn't be described. He didn't think he would ever get a chance to experience something like this, Ethan having grown up an only child. He always wanted a sibling. A little brother or sister that would look up to him. If they looked up to him, maybe he could at least pretend to be someone strong, for their sake.

Lucas pet his sister's hair, closing his eyes as the tension left his body, "Yeah, it does help. Thanks, Molls." I guess this little demon spawn has her moments...

Molly pulled away, smiling brightly, "Want to watch Spongebob with me?! It always makes me feel better!"

"Uh... I don't know, I'm really tired. Can I take a rain check?" Lucas could feel himself straining to keep his eyes open.

She frowned, "No, you're watching it with me. You haven't watched it with me in a week."

This was a routine?! Lucas sighed as Molly pulled him by the hand and dragged him to the living room. She pushed him onto the couch and turned on the tv, sitting down next to him as she smiled in excitement. Everytime Lucas drifted to sleep, she would wake him back up. Lucas felt like crying. Is sleep too much to ask? Is this my true torture? He pouted the whole time while watching the cartoon, desperately wanting to fall asleep, but Molly glanced in his direction every minute or so to make sure he was paying attention.

He only fell asleep when Molly fell asleep, leaning on his shoulder as a pillow. He didn't know what time it was, but he didn't really care. He fell asleep the moment he closed his eyes, dreading the next day.