#willsmut

The door creaked open, sending a rush of stale air into the tiny space, and he hurriedly pressed himself against the stack of old mats, trying to remain unseen. Every sound reverberated within the closet, and he held his breath, anxious that someone might discover him hiding away.

"Hum hum humm… Hockey stick, hockey stick." Y/n cooed as she closed the door, tossing her broken stick in the box by the door and looking around for a new one.

Immediately Willoughby panicked that the girl of his dreams was in here with him. He watched her come in, and his heart immediately raced. He couldn’t help but look at her the shorts and her shirt, it shows off her long legs and he could see she was a bit… sweaty…

She grabbed a new stick and went to go, but she spotted him and flinched. "Ah! Ohh my- Willoughby! You scared the shit out of me!"

He flinched back and chuckled, scratching the back of his head. "Oh… I- sorry about that, I… I didn't mean to startle you or anything…" He tried to lean against the wall and act calm and collected, but instead, he only ended up nearly tripping over a stray hockey stick and barely stopping himself from falling over.

"What are you doing in here?" She asked.

He stumbled forward, righting himself and standing up straight. He cleared his throat, trying to act as if he was meant to be there. "Oh, nothing… just uh… trying to find a spare hockey stick. I lost one yesterday…" he chuckled,

"Oh?" She crossed her arms, clearly not believing him.

"Uh… yeah…" he looked down at the ground and shifted from one foot to the other,

"You’re not skipping class, are you?" She asked.

He let out a sigh and leaned against the wall, looking down at the ground and rubbing a hand down his face. "I- I'm skipping… i didn't want them to see me trying to lift weights…"

"Who to see you?" She asked.

He gestured to the gym outside the closet. "All of the guys out there… they're built like trucks compared to me, and I can barely lift the weights, and I'd just look like an absolute loser in front of the girls who are doing their class out on the field…"

She sighed softly and smiled a little. "Ohh, Willoughby. It's okay, none of the girls are even paying any attention to the boys. Besides, all that matters is that you try. I'll still be proud of you even if you only lift one little weight."

"Are you sure? Don't you think any of the girls would laugh or think I'm a loser? Or that the boys would say something?"

"Well the boys might but their dicks. Just kick them in the balls." She joked. "Trust me, if you do the weights, no girl with laugh, I promise."

He could feel his cheeks heat up. He nodded his head and gave her a little smile. "ok… yeah, you're right, I- I can do this…"

She put her hands on his cheeks. "You. Can. Do. This." She encouraged,

He could feel his cheeks heating up even more at the contact; her hands were warm and soft on his face, and it took everything he had to keep looking in her eyes and not look down at her legs. Her saying that he could do it was so encouraging; he was going to do it! He was going to go out there and lift those weights! He took a deep breath and nodded his head, trying to force himself a look confident. "Yeah… I can do this…" he pushed himself off the wall, still feeling her hand on his cheek. "ok… I'm gonna go out there…"

Y/n nodded, and to give Willoughby an extra burst of confidence, she gave his lips a tender and fairly quick kiss. Before she grabbed her hockey stick and headed out.

However, that did have a bit of an alternative effect. Yes the kiss did make him feel like he could do anything; he could lift the whole school after a kiss like that. However… He now didn't want to go out. His gym shorts barely concealed the immediate accretion the kiss gave him.

He leaned back against the wall, taking a deep breath, trying to will away the sudden reaction that a kiss Y/n just gave him. It was probably the worst time for it to happen! He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down and will his body to just cooperate. He quickly adjusted his shorts, tucking himself into his waistband as was often his go-to solution for these things. He prayed no one would notice! He went out into the warm field where the boys were lifting the various weights, running with weighted items and doing other such training. And the girls playing hockey just a little further down.

"AHH, Mr Blake, there you are. You're up next after Janis." The teacher spoke up.

He took a breath as he was given the okay to start, standing in front of the weights set up. He could hear the guys around him talking, and he could feel their eyes on him. All the guys surrounding him were bigger, and all the girls were playing hockey not too far from them.

Y/n spotted him, not actually playing at the moment. So she happily watched, giving him a cheerful smile.

Willoughby spotted her standing there, and that smile of hers immediately gave him a boost of confidence. Seeing her standing there, watching him, made him feel better. He let out a breath, positioning himself in front of the weights. "I can do this," he whispered to himself. This wasn't for him anymore, he was going to do this for Y/n… he was determined to impress her. He took a breath, grabbed hold of the bar and began to lift. To his surprise, he was able to lift it.. his arms strained a little bit, and the movement felt a little foreign to him, and he only got the bar halfway up.

"Willoughby! Willoughby! Willoughby!" Y/n yelled across the field, cheering him on like his own little cheerleader.

He kept lifting, he felt like he could lift anything! he kept going, pushing himself up, trying to ignore the burn in his arms. he got the bar all the way up over his head and held it there for a few seconds!

"Yay!!!" Y/n smiled, clapping as she jumped up and down.

As he dropped the weight down as he was supposed to, he grinned, letting the weight down, a proud feeling swelling in his gut.

"Well done, Mr Blake.” The teacher nodded,

He stepped back from the weights. He was still a bit flushed and out of breath, but he was pleased with himself.

Y/n immediately threw her arms around his sweaty, bright red body, his arms and legs trembling. "Ummmm, I'm so proud of you!"

Hee stood there, his heart almost fluttering in his chest as her arms wrapped around his sweaty body. When she pulled him close, he felt his knees give out for a second, but he managed to keep himself standing straight. And hearing her say that she was proud of him made him feel a whole lot better. "I- yeah… I- did it, a- and thank you for uh… cheering for me. I think I really would have failed without you yelling for me."

"Aww, you're welcome." She cooed, "hummm? Oh!" She gasped, pulling back from their hug. "Willoughby, I think…all the excitement has maybe caused the blood to… Rush somewhere?" She blushed,

His eyes went a little wide when he heard what she said, and he followed her gaze down to his shorts. They were a bit too tight, and it was a bit easier to see what was happening this time, and he really couldn't hide it anymore. And with everything going on, he couldn't really get it to go down. He turned a deep red; the embarrassment was instant, and he grabbed Y/n by the shoulders, trying to turn her and get her to face the other way instead of at him.

She giggled. "Awww, you're adorable." She smiled.

"I- I'm not adorable… I- it just does this sometimes."

She wickedly smiled and purposely rubbed her ass against his hard cock. Allowing him to nuzzle perfectly between her cheeks through their gym shorts. "You wanna go find a nice empty classroom after class? We have a whole study period we could use for… Activities."

Willoughby let out a soft groan as she rubbed against him, and it took everything he had not to collapse when she did it. It felt amazing, being so close to her and having her touching against him in a way like this. "Uh….y- yeah… that sounds… that sounds good", he managed to get out, his voice cracking just a little.

"Yeah? That sounds like fun." She laughed, rubbing a little harder,

He moaned a little as she kept rubbing, his hands gripping her shoulders, and he had no idea how anyone nearby wasn't noticing this. It was completely obvious what they were doing, but he didn't care. All he wanted now was to find an empty room and be alone with her, to be able to find a little bit of privacy and just do what they wanted. He had to clear his throat before he could speak this time, "Y- yeah… that sounds like- like a lot of fun"

She pulled away and kissed his cheek. "I'll meet you after class, okay?"

He nodded his head, taking a deep breath. He could still feel himself throbbing in his shorts and could still feel a little bit of how her body had felt against him. "Y- yeah… yeah, I'll meet you after class…"

Y/n happily ran off to go play her hockey game, blowing him a kiss as she goes,

he chuckled a little bit and shook his head, leaning back on the windowsill “Well, it’s… creative,” he said,

"relax. I won't be here long. I plan on getting expelled as soon as possible" she said throwing her bag on the floor and lying on one of the beds,

“Uhh that was gonna be my bed but… fine,” he raised an eyebrow at her, “and how exactly do you plan on doing that?” he asked, leaning back on the windowsill to get a better view of her.

"break enough rules they kick you out" She shrugged,

he chuckled as he rolled his eyes a bit, he’s never heard of anyone getting themselves purposefully expelled on their first day at a school “What, so you plan on being a nuisance all year?”

"that's the plan. I've done this six times already"

his jaw almost dropped, “wow, you’re determined, aren’t you?” he couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought, “so, why do you go to all these different schools anyway, don’t you have parents?”

"I do, rich, and deeply loving. First world problems I know. But they won't send me to the school I want so I'll keep getting expelled everywhere they send me till they send me where I Wanna go"

he tried to hold in his laugh, this girl was actually insane. “and exactly what school is so special that you’re willing to do all this bullshit just to get there?”

"Miss Melaminas Arts Private Boarding School"

he raised an eyebrow and tried not to laugh, not because the name of the school itself was funny, but because of how crazy she was. “all this… because you want to go to an art school?” he asked, still trying to hold in his laughter.

"I don't want to learn Latin and quantum mechanics. I want to be in art classes"

“so you want to waste your life doodling pictures instead of learning anything useful?” he teased teasingly, now laughing a bit.

"I want. To be a dancer"

he continued to laugh a bit, finding it hard to take her seriously “Yeah, and I want to be a billionaire. good luck with that, sweetheart”

she sat up and slapped him across the face “don't. Call me. Sweetheart"

his laughter immediately died, he touched a hand to his injured cheek, a bit shocked that she hit him, a smirk on his face that slowly disappeared as he looked at her “did that slap shut me up, sweetheart?” he said, purposely calling her that again.

she slapped him across the other cheek

he chuckled lightly, his smirk returned and he let out a sigh “feisty. I’m gonna keep calling you that, you know that right?”

"you call me that again. I'll wait until your are asleep" She moved closer "Tie you down with your school tie and use my nice manicure to claw your cock off. Understand?"

he tried to resist the urge to laugh as she threatened him, he tried to maintain a cold demeanour but her threat was actually kinda amusing to him, he tried to look at her with a cold glare, the smirk still present in his face. “oh, I won’t stop calling you that, so go ahead, try any of that, sweetheart.”

she immediately elbows him in the crotch

he let out a low groan, he doubled over a bit, a look of pain on his face “oh god damn it” he groaned, taking a few deep breaths, the smirk gone from his face.

"you were warned."

he was a bit stunned, he couldn’t even remember when he last got such a direct hit right to the crotch like that, he was taking deep breaths as he slowly stood up straight, still wincing a bit as the pain slowly faded “Yeah, yeah, you warned me. fair point.” he said through clenched teeth, still trying to gather himself from the blow.

"so what's the underground at slaughter?" she asked laying back on the bed,

he looked at her curiously, still not over the hit to his groin, he rubbed it a bit to ease the pain “The underground?” he repeated, as if he were confused by her question, but deep down he knew exactly what she was on about.

"the underground you know the stuff kids do secretly, hustles and secrets the kids know"

he sighed deeply, his back laid on the other bed still nursing himself as he looked at her “Yeah, I know what you’re on about.” he took a deep breath and sighed before answering her question “There’s the usual stuff, like smoking, drinking, hookups. then there’s the more… ‘illegal’ stuff, drug deals, stolen merchandise trade, etc..”

"sounds pretty normal. My last school had a calligrapher. He could replicate any teacher or parent signature and even get you on letterhead for a price"

"sounds pretty normal. My last school had a calligrapher. He could replicate any teacher or parent signature and even get you on letterhead for a price"

he raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised by her last comment “Wow, that’s pretty insane, honestly. must’ve been a good way to get out of trouble too.”

"it was helpful. A P.E excuse note would only run you a pack of cigarettes"

he chuckled, he could easily imagine how chaotic and messed up the school must’ve been “I bet having a guy like that around came in handy more than once.”

"it did." She nodded "But come on, slaughter. Let me guess Sparta isn't exactly top dog around here?"

he chuckled at her question, she was a bit perceptive. “you catch on quickly, don’t ya?” he said with a smirk. “Sparta’s not even close to top dog.”

"so it's the outcast house. Got it. Your Hufflepuffs"

he raised an eyebrow, curious about the comparison she just made “Hufflepuffs? like.. from Harry Potter?”

"yeah, it's always how boarding schools are split up, jocks or brave aka griffindors, nerds or smart aka ravenclaw, socially skilled or popular aka Slytherin and then outcasts. Hufflepuffs"

he chuckled at how she broke it down into the different houses and it’s kind of accurate, she’s clearly been to a lot of boarding schools “yeah, we’re the outcasts. we’re on the lowest of the totem pole here, but we actually have the most fun and cause the most trouble.”

"but come on this campus is huge your not telling me there aren't some like prono stashes, drug holes and hook-up places"

he chuckled a bit, she was certainly curious about all the dirty stuff that happened on campus, “oh yeah. we got all of that stuff. I can think of a few places, it kinda depends on what you’re looking for”

she shrugged "… Can I ask you?"

he raised an eyebrow, “sure. go ahead. ask away”

"you smoke?"

he chuckled a bit, expecting something else but he nodded “yeah, like a chimney.” he said and leaned himself forward to reach for his blazer, and dug into an inner pocket to take out a cigarette pack and lighter.

"just those or… You know?"

he chuckled lightly, he knew what she meant, he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, taking a drag of it before answering her question “yeah I do, I’m partial to a bit of pot every now and then. and some people do harder stuff if in the mood for it, depending on what’s available”

"how much harder?"

he took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke from his cigarette, taking a moment to think about her question before answering “Coke, mostly. like a bump every now and then”

she nodded "Very common in boarding schools"

he nodded in agreement as he raised the cigarette to his lips and took a drag of it

“very common. the rich kids all do it, and there are always a few lower-classmen who’ve found a source to get their hands on the stuff. stuff like that runs rampant in boarding schools like this one” He explained, “I’m personally partial to snuff.”

“What like some 1800’s lord?”

“Don’t knock it. Means I get to smoke in the middle of class,” He smirked taking his little snuff-box from his pocket to show it off,

“Fair enough,” she nodded, "… You drink?"

he nodded and chuckled a bit, “yeah, I drink sometimes, not very often though. I used to drink more often when I was around thirteen, I’d sneak out for parties, or just to drink with friends. Now I’m just kinda over drinking,”

"ohh I bet Sparta dorm hosts some cool parties…" She joked

he chuckled in response “oh yeah, the parties they throw are the most pathetic, tame parties on campus. like a tea party, but you drink beer instead of tea and listen to god awful music that makes you want to jump off a roof”

she chuckled "… Are you… You know?"

he raised an eyebrow, “….you’re gonna have to be a bit more specific”

she rolled her eyes "You straight?"

he chuckled, “why?”

"curious if the reason I was allowed to be your roommate was cause you where gay. I don't care if you are, I'm bi"

he chuckled a bit, he was actually a bit shocked that she was bi, for some reason he expected her to be straight “no, it doesn’t work like that here. The boarding school staff don’t let gay students and straight students as roommates. it’s all random, I had no idea I’d be getting a roommate, let alone a girl,” he chuckled, “….and you’re bi?” he asked curiously with a smirk on his face,

"yeah?" She chuckled

he chuckled at her response and nodded, he took another drag of his cigarette, “Guys and girls?”

"yeah, both have things I enjoy"

he nodded as he listened to her answer, he couldn’t help but get more curious about her, he took another drag of his cigarette and exhaled before asking another question “yeah? Me too” he chuckled again, he took another drag from his cigarette before he spoke again “I bet you’ve got no shortage of people trying to hook up with you then. both girls and guys.”

"yeah? You think I'll be popular here?"

he chuckled lightly and nodded, he took a moment to look her up and down, he then put his cigarette to his lips again “yeah, you’re new, you’re hot as hell, and you’ve got the whole rebellious artsy vibe going for you. I’m sure guys and girls will be tripping over each other to hook up with you”

"Well, when one needs to hook up. Where do we go? I assume there's a secret spot. Plus I don't wanna be bothering you"

“yeah, there’s a few spots around here where couples go to hook up. but the school’s got more eyes than a hawk to watch out for students sneaking off together anywhere, so we usually go somewhere remote and quiet, some hidden spots near the woods, a few empty classrooms, that sorta stuff”

she nodded before she laughed "You single Willoughby?"

he chuckled lightly and raised an eyebrow, he wasn’t expecting that question from her. he nodded in response “Yeah… I’m single. how about you? I bet you’ve got a ton of guys who’d do anything to date you”

"my phone gets blown up daily but nope. Single. I prefer it that way free to do what I want"

“yeah, being single is definitely more fun. I’ve seen what being in a relationship does to people here, it just ends in tears. and a lot of gossip…”

She sat up more "You are gonna be my roommate if you want… We can make a deal?"

he raised an eyebrow, again, looking at her curiously and asked “a deal? what kinda deal?”

"Well, all the boys and girls flooding my phone asking for hookups. If you wanted I can say you'll always take priority?"

he raised both his eyebrows this time, he chuckled lightly before speaking and asked a question “You’d put me in front of all those other guys? why me?”

"You’re my roommate, doing it with you is literally the least effort I might not even have to leave my bed"

He smirked at her again “Is that a guarantee?”

"I'll say your requests will always take priority where they can. And you want anything, we agree the other just has to ask? That sounds like a deal?"

he chuckled lightly and smiled “yeah… I think I can agree to that deal”

she offered her hand

he smiled again and reached forward to shake her hand, he knew he was definitely gonna get a lot of benefits from this deal that he wouldn’t get from any other girl here

she smiled and adjusted her uniform a little to be more comfy as she briefly glanced around at her bags and the unpacking she has to do. She sighed "Willoughby?"

a smirk appearing on his face, and then he turned his attention to her again “yeah?”

"you wanna procrastinate unpacking and just make out?"

“hell yeah I do. I’m not up for unpacking all my stuff right now”

she nodded "bed? Sofa?"

he glanced over at the twin size beds, then at the two-person sofa and nodded “the sofa, I think”

she nodded and pulled off her tie undoing a few buttons on the top of her shirt before she sat down on the leather sofa, tossing her gum out as she did,

he chuckled and he followed her and sat close beside her on the leather sofa, he put his arm behind her on the sofa. “already getting comfortable, aren’t ya?”

"we're gonna share a room. Our beds are less than a meter apart, we're gonna have to be comfortable" she chuckled laying her head on his shoulder

he chuckled in response and nodded, he then smirked and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her towards him so she was closer to him now “Yeah I guess that’s true, but I didn’t expect you to be so quick about trying to get comfortable on the first day”

she shrugged "No time like the present"

he chuckled again, nodded in agreement and glanced down at her shirt, he then leaned in closer to her, his face only a few inches away from hers “yeah… I guess that’s true. so, do I have to ask for permission to kiss you now?”

she scoffed "You don't have to ask for permission, so you wanna make out?"

he chuckled when she scoffed, then he nodded and smirked “Hell yeah, I do” he slowly leaned closer to her face and pressed his lips to hers, he put both his hands on her waist, he deepened the kiss, his tongue asking for entrance in her mouth

she happily parted her lips her hand settling on his shirt

he smirked against her lips and pressed his tongue inside of her mouth, it was like he took control of the kiss, and he gripped her waist a bit tighter. He deepened the kiss more, his tongue exploring her mouth as both his hands went behind her back, holding her closer to him. he broke the kiss after a few moments to catch his breath, and he then pressed his lips to her neck, kissing it and sucking it softly

she chuckled as he kissed her neck almost giggling as her fingers stroked the buttons on his shirt

he chuckled against her neck, he continued to kiss up and down her neck, as one of his hands moved up a little, as he stared at that part of her uniform, he slowly began to undo more buttons, he unbuttoned one, then two buttons until he had her shirt unbuttoned pretty low now, the shirt now revealed her collar bone, and her padded sky blue bra with white lace trim

Willoughby slowly pulled her shirt to the side a bit so he could kiss her collarbone and her shoulder as his hand roamed up her chest, gently brushing against her bra, teasing her, he pressed his face into the crook of her neck, his hands gently squeezed her sides as he shifted a little so he was straddling her on the sofa now, he pulled back from her neck and looked at her body for a moment. he then smirked as he gently pressed his lips to her ear and whispered “It’s a damn shame I can’t mark you…”

"Who said you can't?"

he chuckled softly against her ear when she asked him that question, he smirked and whispered softly again “Yeah? you’re allowing me to mark you then? no matter where?”

"go for it. I'd appreciate it under my uniform but I have a foundation, so… Go nuts"

he chuckled again and smirked widely, “you’d allow me to mark you… anywhere? as many as I’d like?”

she shrugged "You take priority don't you"

he chuckled again at her response, he nodded, he found it really fun that she agreed to let him mark her wherever he liked, he released her chin softly, his smirk still on his face as he leaned in again and whispered in her ear “yeah, I do, I guess that means I can mark you anywhere I damn please.” he began to kiss her neck again, this time his kisses weren’t soft anymore, he began to find the sensitive spots on her neck and started to suck and nibble on them, he was giving her what could be a noticeable hickey soon

she giggled and gasped the more he nibbled

he smirked against her neck as he continued to nibble on her, he could hear her giggle and gasp softly as he did that, he liked the effect it had on her, he sucked a bit harder, leaving what was definitely going to be a noticeable mark on her neck

she threw her head against the sofa a little her fingers twisting into his dark hair, she grabbed his hand and moved it up so his palm held her bra

he chuckled softly against her neck his mouth continued to work on leaving a mark, this time he sucked hard enough to leave a visible mark, he then gasped softly and he squeezed her breast softly, he lifted his mouth from her neck to look at her face, he smirked “well, somebody’s being naughty today…”

"oh am I?"

he chuckled lightly, he nodded and spoke in a teasing tone in a low whisper again “you know damn well you are, letting me mark you all these places, doing these naughty things with me on the first day, I didn’t know you had a naughty side”

"Like you can talk" she growled "You hiding a pistol in your pocket? Or are you just glad to see your new roommate" she growled arching her back and squirming her hips

he chuckled lightly again, his smirk still on his face, he chuckled once more when he felt her arch and squirm her hips against him, he slowly ran his hand down to her thigh, he gently squeezed her thigh and gently spoke in a teasing tone again “and here I thought you were the innocent new girl, guess you’re not as innocent as I first thought when I met you, huh?”

I snuck through the corridors in my breaktime sneaking upstairs to the secret bathroom. The boy's bathroom was so old and in need of updating, the boys had managed somehow not sure how but they had added a slide bolt lock to the inside of the bathroom door. So it became a common place for hookups, drug deals and the trade of answer keys and paid homework. I snuck myself inside shutting the door and sliding the bolt across excitedly immediately I went over and pulled open the tall door, seeing her standing leaning on the graffitied wall, the toilet covered over many times before by other people. even the small back shelf part of the stall had been littered with graffiti and even scented candles for the many people who had used this space.

And Y/n stood in her usual little shoes, her knee-high grey socks, her red and gold plaid skirt rolled up high to her hid thigh, her white button-down hair with her school tie around her neck, her grey jumper with her sleeves for the shirt and jumper rolled up, her blazer elsewhere I wasn’t sure likely over her bag, her hair allowed to flow sweetly with a few bouncy curls, a spare tie wrapped like a headband and sat pushing her hair from her face, And her cute usual makeup.

"Hello babydoll" I smirked

"Hi Willoughby" she giggled grabbing my shirt and tugging me into the stall with her I happily shut the stall door with my foot and wrapped my arms around her waist as she wrapped her own around my neck pulling our lips together passionately, our little kisses soon became hot passionate make outs, she moaned slightly into my mouth as I pushed her shirt and jumper up enough I could rub the bare skin of her waist, "Uhh!" she gasped pulling back slightly so I kissed down her jaw and her neck, I smirked and gave her a gentle hickey looking at it proudly unable to stop my enjoyment at the idea of leaving a hickey on her, she giggled a little and tugged on the buttons of my shirt

"Yeah? That's what you want?" he smirked and she nodded pulling me back to our kiss and undoing the buttons of my shirt, I smirked into our kiss and happily helped her undo them until my shirt was completely unbuttoned she smirked into our kisses and her hands stroked around my neck and began rubbing up and down my bare chest, I smirked and tugged on her shirt a little she pulled back and smiled evilly she grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it up to sit under her chin revealing her cute little red push up padded bra covered with black lace "Fuck" I gasped "You look beautiful" I smirked pulling her back into a kiss so tight our bodies pressed together, her hands continued to stroke my chest and I happily rubbed and plaid with her breasts through her padded bra, squeezing and groping them tightly as I pushed her up against the wall.

"Uhhh Willoughby" she gasps moving her hand down and tugging on my belt

"Slow down babydoll," I smirked nibbling at her neck

"How about this?" she smirked moving her hands behind her a moment unclasping her bra pulling it off from under her shirt and tossing it to hang over the stall door exposing her bare breasts

"Uhhh! you know just how to wind me up don't you" I growled pulling her back into our kiss I gently grasped her breasts cupping them and groping them as we kissed I kept pulling away just to look at her because she looked so fucking good, leant against the bathroom wall her bare breasts bouncing, my hands on her breasts and my hickey on her neck, I began to rub my thumb across her nipple hardening it slightly making her moan into our kiss, after a while I dragged my hands off her breasts and moved my hands up her thighs up her skirt, "shall we?" I smirked and she happily nodded so I slid my hands up her thighs until I found the hem of her panties tugging them down her legs out her skirt and down to her ankles I quickly moved my hand back up gently stroking her she grabbed my belt tugging me closer back into our kiss to keep us both quiet as I slipped my fingers inside her and began to rub on her clit -

But both our alarms went off

"shit!" I sighed pulling away "I thought we had longer" I sighed handing her back her bra as she began to get sorted again so I started to fix my shirt and my erection

"I did too, it's fine I'll see you by the lake to skip Latin?" she smirked walking her nails down my chest and slipping her hand down my jeans

I sat angrily in the study room trying to get this stuff to work properly "Ughh!" I sighed "I hate political history I swear to god I'd Suck a dick to get out of this project" I sighed 

the moment I had uttered those words I heard a creek to my side, I looked and saw the doorway to the other study rooms and there stood in his uniform was Willoughby Blake giving me an inviting look

"That was not an invitation, to insert yourself in the situation Mr Blake," I told him 

"You want me to do your Political history project?" he asks 

"Not that badly" 

"Tease" he sighed heading back to his room.

I sighed leaning over with my hands on my knees trying to get my breath back, the Andromeda girls at the front and the other houses behind them always made it that way as the boys would always happily run behind the girls, But I was up the back in the asthma section. 

"I hate Physical Ed Thursdays" I sighed "Fuck. I'd suck a dick to get out of this every week"

"I'd take you up but that might kill me," Will says collapsing on the grass beside me 

"That. Was not an invitation will"

"Tease" he sighed gasping desperately "Please help me. My inhaler is empty"

"here" I sighed throwing him my inhaler

"Thanks"

I sighed sitting on my bed I had been trying to read this damn book for an hour and I had gotten utterly nowhere "Ughhh! I hate Latin. Why do I have to do Latin? it's a dead language. the only time anyone uses Latin is when they need an exorcism" I sighed "I swear I'd suck a dick to not have to do Latin" 

the moment I uttered those words I realized my mistake 

"Oh god damn it" 

"Salve amica, vocasti" Will smirked as he leant on my open door 

"That was not an invitation!" I yelled 

"Want me to do it or not?"

"...yes please"

"Then you know what to do if you want the Latin work done"

"Fine" I sighed "shut the door"