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It was a day like no other, I was in 4th period, the worst..History. Before I entered into my classroom, id walk to my locker to grab my things; locking it tight, making sure it’s closed before entering the classroom, id sit in my desk and grab my pencil case , starting to write down my notes.
A little while later, I notice Aristeo coming towards me , his expression unreadable , it didnt bother me much since he is my friend (foreshadowing)
“Hey, Aristeo..do you have these notes?” *id ask nicely, giving him a small smile.
“Yeah, I do..do you need them?” Aristeo pondered, instead of showing me the notes directly, he almost like..hid them from me?
“I’ll give you them, if you let me do something, alright, sweetheart?” The blonde boy whispered, smirking like he knew I was going to agree.
“Uhm..sure, what do you want to do..?” id ask, raising my eyebrow slightly.
“Just stay quiet and make sure the teacher ISNT looking.” He demanded, slowly moving to be behind me
Id sigh shakily, why was I so nervous? What was he going to do? And why was I secretly excited…?
I felt his rough hands slowly envelop my shoulders, leaning in, I felt his warm breath tickling my neck then..he kissed me, and it wasn’t a peck, it was more of a..claim.
Id cover my mouth with my hand slightly, holding in a whimper, why did I want more? And worst of all, why am I gay panicking..?
He chuckled, he kept assaulting my neck with feather-light kisses, he had his grip on my waist from behind, his mouth traveled lower, he started biting my shoulder..I couldn’t take this, I let out a small moan, only one he could hear.
“You sound good under my touch, darling.” He murmured, after 5 minutes of doing the same, he stopped, moving his deck back to my side, then giving me the notes I completely forgot I needed.
“Your reward for being such a good boy for me.” Aristeo whispered.
I was blushing furiously, what the actual fuck just happened? I wanted to scream at him, tell him he was being an asshole, but I didn’t, because truthfully? I enjoyed it, and I’m so mad he stopped.
“Uhm, yeah..thanks.” id smile awkwardly, writing down what I missing, I was about to tell him something before— the bell ringed.
The class would file out outside, we were left in there, then he left, but before he did? He looked at me with desire, smirking, the leaving.
I didn’t talk to him for the rest of the day, but I felt his eyes on me, watching, stalking, claiming.