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"See you guys next week!" Heather dashed into the toilets with a surprising amount of speed.
My friend pulled me from my blank state. How long had past? How long had I been staring at for? Can she go home?
The rectangular shaped wall opposite her was mostly made up of 3 3/4 size mirrors, against a dark oak coloured wall. What bothered her most was that the tops of the mirrors had a white strip of paint above it. It wasn't uniform. It annoyed the hell out of her.
Alex leaned on the wall beside her, bag already packed at his feet.
Alex turned his head to the girl. He waited until he got her attention then changed his expression. At first she didn't get the message but then it clicked.
They were alone.
Precious returned his smirk. In one swift motion, she closed the distance and forced him backwards.
Thud.
Her hand was above his right shoulder and she leant forward, cornering him.
There was nowhere for him to run now.
She had him exactly where she wanted him.
He was trapped - her smile grew more playful.
Alex uncrossed his arms and pulled her forward; wrapping them around her waist. Precious sighed in content as Alex gradually tilted his head and went in for the kiss.
Alex kisses her sweetly. Like the last bite of a sweet treat; he took his time and savoured every moment.
Every breath,
every heartbeat,
and every touch.
He noticed that the hand previously above his shoulder was now caressing his face; while the other began to slide down the back of his trousers. He could stay in this innocent bliss forever... almost.
Without warning, Alex pushed Precious and rolled her so that her back was on the wall instead of his. She hit the wall with another 'thud', throwing them of rhythm. Alex pulls her forward and attempts to deepen the kiss, but she pulls back slightly.
"You're not getting away with that so easily..." she said (or rather attempted to say) through breathless lips. She pointed a finger at him, warning him. Then she used her thumb to caress his lips as he spoke.
"I didn't think I would." came an equally breathless, but needy, reply.
Shit.
Alex hadn't meant to say it that desperately. This girl was definitely kicking his body into gear...
He had his bratty 'make me' face on now. The one he knew would get him into trouble, but it's...interesting to see what she would do.
Precious felt her inner mommy - dom surfacing now. This boy needs to be taught a lesson...
"Someone's not being a good boy today." Precious shook her head, aggressivly grabbing his throat.
Alex was caught of guard.
Yes! This was exactly what he wanted. He was enjoying every second.
She tightened her grip. "Is he?"
Fuck. It felt like he was floating. His dick began to throb in his pants.
If only she could-
Before Alex had a chance to think, Precious moved him back to the way they were before, with her in the dominant position. She brought the hand on his neck up to the back of his head.
Precious felt her heartbeat between her legs, as she returned to the kiss that he had broken. Squeezing them together, her hands found his hips and travelled further
down,
down,
down...
"Eww, guys!" A voice to the left interupted them, "Not here as well!". The pair's heads darted around. Who dares to cross them!?
Heather.
They were in public.
They had both been so lost in their own little world of pleasure and pain, they forgot.
Precious tugged on the boy's polo, giving him one last sweet kiss. Trailing her tongue up to his ear, Precious whispered.
"I'll deal with you... later."
"Yes ma'am" Alex saulted; in a voice dripping with lust.
Precious let's him escape...
He is free.
For now.
