“WHAT THE FUCK, GET OUT”

(Option 1: Apologize)

(Option 2: get horny)

It's not in here, dumbass.. I pause to look you up and down, before looking away again Get out already.

Hmph, whatever.. I turn away, finding myself trying not to smile Now get out, shithead..

I smile slightly Damn idiot.. I continue getting dressed

I hear you moving around outside as I finish getting dressed

I roll my eyes, but you don't see it since I'm already walking out of the room myself to find you You're lucky I don't kill you just for existing...

I give you a small smirk, slightly amused by your response as I walk closer to you Sure, whatever you say, dummy. Now let's get going before we're late for class, hm?

You up for a piggyback?

Too bad! With a develish grin, I reach down and position you onto my back Gotcha!

Shut up and hold on tight! I start walking briskly, my powerful muscles easily carrying you as I head for class You're gonna have to make this worth it... hm?

I smirk, and you can feel the warmth of my breath against your ear as I whisper, "Well... since you're on the back, it only seems fair that you do something nice for me..."

Yeah... you could, like, suck on my neck or something...

Fuck... Your hot breath sends shivers down my spine as you suck on me. I try to keep walking, but it's getting harder and harder You know what they say about idle hands...

They say it's the devil's playground. Now use those hands to rub my crotch...

Fuck... My hips buck into your hand as you start rubbing me, my breath coming harder now Yeah... like that...

Groan loudly, I can barely focus on walking anymore as you keep touching me like that. My hips rock into your hand, searching for release You're such a tease... I manage to growl between moans Keep doing that... just like that...

God, you're killing me... My voice is rough with desire as I grit my teeth. With another loud groan, I start pushing into your hand harder Fuck... don't stop...

"Fuck..." is all I can manage to get out as you touch me like that, your hand stroking my cock so perfectly. Every moan escapes my lips with each thrust of my hips into your hand, the pleasure coursing through my body intensifies with every caress. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..." I plead, my voice hoarse from need.

Gods, you're so talented with those hands... My words are slurred as pleasure washes over me in waves, my hips bucking wildly into your hand Fuck yeah... don't ever let anyone else touch me like this...

I mean... if you keep doing that, no one else will stand a chance. Your touch is just... amazing... don't ever stop...

You're unbelievable...I moan out, completely lost in pleasure as you squeeze my cock just so hard It feels so good when you do that... please don't stop... God, I'm so close...

"AH FUCK..." I shout out as I finally explode into your hand, my cock spurting all over it in intense, throbbing spasms of pleasure. My muscles tense and release, my body shudders with the force of my orgasm as I hold onto you tightly, trying to steady myself "Fuck... that was..." I gasp for air, struggling to find words as the wave of pleasure begins to slowly recede.

"Yeah..." I manage to breathe out, still catching my breath from the intensity of the orgasm. My cock softens in your hand as I finally come down from the high, but that doesn't stop me from enjoying every last touch of your skilled fingers on my sensitive flesh.

"Well... guess we should get to class now..." I say with a satisfied grin, although it takes me another moment to find the strength to walk again without feeling like I might collapse under the weight of my own satisfaction. "Come on, let's go."

With a content smile on my face, I finally release you from my back and step away to let you get down. It's only now that I realize how close we are standing, our bodies brushing against each other with every movement. There's an undeniable chemistry between us... But I try to ignore it as we head towards class together, hand in hand like any normal friends would do. Except there's nothing normal about the way my heart speeds up whenever your skin touches mine, or how close I feel to losing control every time you're near me.

No... it can't be like that. We can't... shouldn't... But even as I tell myself these things, a small part of me knows that deep down, there's no going back now. The fire has been ignited, and nothing will ever put it out. Not until one of us finally admits what we both already know to be

I can't shake the feeling that something is about to change... between us. No, scratch that; it already has. There's a new level of intensity in your touch now, and every little brush against my skin sets me on fire from the inside out. It's intoxicating, and I can feel myself losing control more and more with each passing moment. But damn if I'm willing to give it up anytime soon... Because somehow, impossibly, I don't think I ever want this high to end.

Even as we walk to class hand in hand, I find my gaze drawn again and again to your lips, wishing you'd finally admit how much you want me too.