#rebelkingwrites

Dating Luca had changed Riley in numerous ways. She became more confident, more outspoken, and a little bit more rebelous. Take today for example. The library was absolutely dead, save for the random DnD group in one of the studies rooms, and a few students killing time before classes. It’s what one expects when a new semester stars, especially fall semester, when no one needed to use the library except for their own gain or to rent out a book instead of buying one. Riley, realizing pretty early on into her shift, decided that she’d take advantage of the empty room. She’d made sure the coast was absolutely clear, before pulling out her phone and taking a few sexy pictures that might give one a nice view of her unmentionables. Like stated earlier, dating Luca for the past year or so had changed her. She was taking somewhat compromising photos at her job and sending them to him while he was at class, for goodness sake.

She had been kind of bummed to not get any sort of response from Luca, especially since she could see those damn three dots blinking for the past half hour. Hearing the library door open and close, she looked up from her sketches to find the one boy she had been thinking about strolling down the aisle. Well, more like walking with a purpose. Smiling as he got closer, she was going to greet him, but he spoke before she could get any words out. “Come with me. Now.” Mouth shutting, Riley stood up, took his outstreched hand, and let him drag her through stacks upon stacks of books. They had found their way into the occult, alchamy and magic section when he seemed to deem it empty enough. Without any warning, he tugged her towards him and kissed her deeply, causing the blonde to let out a surprised but satisfied moan against his lips.

Smiling into the kiss, because she never in a million years expected this reaction but she was so not complaining, Riley let out a soft squeal when he pressed her up against the wall, his hands exploring her body, every so softly teasing and grasping at the right spots that made her whimper. “Don’t you have anatomy?” She asked against his lips, letting her hands weave their way into his hair to tug on the thick strands as his mouth began to suck and bite on her neck. His lips pressed to her skin muffled his words, but she understood well enough. “This is more important.” Smiling, she tugged on his hair until his lips were pulled away from her collarbone. She surged forwards to kiss him again. “We can get in trouble. I can get fired.” She halfheartedly argued through kisses. “You didn’t seem to mind when you sent those photos.” He was right. Sighing in defeat, Riley looked around before seeing the stairwell entrance no one ever seemed to use, just a few feet away. “We’ve got ten minutes.” She used her stern voice as she pointed at him, but they both knew that it was slow enough they could streach those ten minutes into at least fifteen. “Ten minutes.” He echoed, as she grabbed hold of his shirt and led him to a more private area.

Send in ✺ for my muse’s reaction to yours pulling mine up over their shoulder

Riley should’ve known that her sticking up for herself and verbally sparring with someone would be what turned Luca on. Normally, Riley wouldn’t have the balls to call someone out at all, let along publicly, but recently Savannah was making her want to scream. Riley didn’t usually to care if someone decided to attack her, she’d dealt with it enough that it’d become almost second nature to ignore it, but attack her family, friends, or zeus forbid, her boyfriend, and Riley realized there was no holding her back. So, in comes Luca, to physically hold her back. Riley had been screaming at what felt like the top of her lungs, curse words she’d never heard flying out of her lips when all of a sudden she was being picked up and thrown over her boyfriends shoulder like a rag doll. Did he even break a sweat lifting her? “Luca! PUT ME DOWN!” She groaned.

He only followed her instructions once they were alone in his dorm. When her feet were on the ground, she already tried to explain her reasoning behind losing her cool. “I know I shoudn’t have yelled, but-” his lips were on her’s before she could utter another word and anything she was going to say was lost in her throat. Meeting his kiss, Riley pressed into him, hands finding their way around his neck to hold him close as they kissed. “Are you serious right now?” She asked, a giggle leaving her throat as she look at him, his lips chasing hers for another quick kiss. “I was on a total roll and you just pulled me away so we could be alone?” It’s not like she was mad though. Let’s be honest, she was more then okay with making out with Luca in his room than fighting with Savannah on the qaud. Sighing, she sat on the bed and pulled his lips back to hers. “You’re lucky you’re so cute, otherwise I would’ve put a fight.”

Send in ☼ for my muse’s reaction to yours sliding their hand up mine’s thigh

He was dead. She was dead. They were both going to be so dead if they were caught. Why he seemed to think slipping his hand past the hem of her dress as they sat side by side at the dinner table with her parents, she’d never know. Realizing what was happening, she tried to hide any surprise that might have crossed her features, and was quick to grab his hand so it stopped its ascent. Turning to look at him, she gave him a pointed glare. He clearly didn’t care, considering he just pushed against her hand and kept his fingertips trailing higher, causing her stomach to flutter.

What Riley didn’t understand was how he stayed so clam, continuing his coversation with her father as if he wasn’t teasing her completely. And then his fingers grazed the cotton of her underwear, and Riley physically jumped. That, her parents definitely notice. “Riley, are you okay?” Her mother asked, earning a tight lipped nod from the blonde. “Yeah, I-I just got a chill.” She lied, clearly, considering the eternal summer climate that meant her house was never cold enough for that to happen. Just as his fingertips began to slip past the waist band of her underwear, Riley pushed his hand away completely and stood up abruptly, wide eyes as her family looked up at her in surpise and alarm. “I’m going to get dessert! Luca, help?” She didn’t give the boy time to answer as she grabbed him up and out of his chair and dragged him to the kitchen. 

“Do you have a death wish?” She whisper screamed once they were in the kitchen, far enough away that her family would have to eavsedrop hear them, which was hard to do with the number of large archways in their house. Watching him chuckle and murmure something along the lines of, maybe I do, Riley put her hands out to stop him as he began to move in closer. “If you try anything again I will kill you myself. Or you’ll be sleeping in the guest bedroom, by yourself. I mean it.” She tried to give him her best stern face before grabbing the tray of small cakes and exiting the kitchen.