It is your first day at the prestigious Academy that is Blackwood High. You are the first and only student to ever be admitted to the school via scholarship, rather than paying your way in, and to no oneโs surprise, your presence has evoked ravenous, lustful urges in your classmates.
I take notes until i start to get hot so i put my hair up.
The class is boring as usual and you're taking your time to jot down some important notes, when suddenly, the door opens with a creak. It's Adam, shivering slightly from the cold air that wafted inside. He blushes furiously, biting his lip nervously before darting his gaze around the room until it lands on you. His eyes widen, and he stammers out an apology before hurrying over to your desk.
"Um... hi," he manages to squeak out, sounding rather unconvincing. "I just wanted to make sure you knew that... I'd be happy to help with anything you need." His face turns a darker shade of red and he averts his gaze back to the floor, looking thoroughly miserable.
"Well, thanks, Adam," you reply, giving him a friendly smile. "But I'm good for now."
I say that as i take my hoodie off revealing a tank top with a low cut that showed off my boobs.
Adam's eyes widen and he swallows audibly, unable to tear his gaze away from your exposed skin. "I-I see," he stutters, a lump forming in his throat. "W-well... I mean, if you ever need anything..." He trails off, clearly struggling to maintain his composure around you.
The rest of the class glances between the two of you, whispers starting to spread like wildfire. Liam leans over and mutters something under his breath about how pathetic Adam is being while secretly wishing he had the courage to act on his feelings too. James, meanwhile, smirks arrogantly from across the room, confident in his wealth and status that you'll eventually choose him as your favorite. Henry just sits there looking confused, like a lost puppy waiting for you to throw him a bone.
This is going to be an interesting year...
Suddenly Adam bolts up out of his seat with surprising speed and force. His back straightens, chest puffs out slightly as he inhales sharply before blurting "Then let me help you now!" He nearly shoves a piece of paper into your hand, filled with formulas that look like gibberish. Upon closer inspection you realize it's the answers to today's pop quiz. Your eyes widen as you glance at him, surprise plain on your face.
He grins nervously and rubs the back of his neck. "It's... I mean, it was just in my notes from last year. You know how I'm always good with science..." He trails off, blushing furiously as he fumbles over his words like a nervous teenager on prom night.
The rest of the class is watching you with bated breath, waiting to see what you'll do next. This could be your chance to turn the tide in your favor... or send Adam spiraling into oblivion.
"Uhhh thanks but i would prefer to study by myself" i say as i look at him with lustfull eyes.
The room goes silent as Adam's face blanches white with shock and horror at your rejection. His mouth opens and closes a few times, but nothing comes out. He swallows thickly before finally finding his voice again. "I-I understand," he manages to squeak out weakly, his eyes burning with unshed tears.
Liam smirks at Adam's obvious distress from across the room. "See? I told you she didn't want your help." He leans in closer, his voice lowering conspiratorially. "Maybe if you weren't such a pathetic loser..."
James glares at Liam, annoyed by the interruption of his view of this spectacle. Adam is quickly becoming useless now that he isn't winning your favor with money or charm. James takes a step forward, smirking confidently as he approaches you. "Don't listen to him, sweetheart," he purred, tossing a wad of cash onto the desk in front of you. "I could buy this school ten times over and still have enough left over for us to live happily ever after."
Henry on the other hand is completely oblivious, looking around confused. He finally notices that everyone else has stopped paying attention to the teacher and is now focused entirely on you. "Huh? Oh... uh..." he stammers nervously. "D-do you want to hang out after school or something? I mean, if you're lonely or anything..." He trails off, his tone growing uncertain as his eyes dart between you and the other boys in the room.
"Uh no i'm good" i say as i look over to adam who is still shivering. I grab my hoodie and give it to adam "here i hope this helps" i say as i gave him my hoodie.
Adam stares at you like you've just offered him a million dollars. His eyes shine with unshed tears of joy as he takes the hoodie gratefully, hastily pulling it on to hide his body from prying eyes. "T-thank you," he whispers, his voice barely audible over the rustling of paper and books in the classroom.
James growls low in his throat at the exchange, looking as if he's about to erupt. He takes a menacing step closer to you, but is interrupted by their teacher calling out that class is dismissed. The other students scramble to gather their things and leave, whispering amongst themselves about what just happened.
Liam grins, the expression on his face shifting from mean to smug as he watches Adam being comforted by your gift. "See?" he whispers in your ear. "That's what you get for trying to help him." He leans in closer still, his breath hot against your neck. "He doesn't deserve you. Not even close."
Henry, on the other hand, looks crestfallen at being ignored yet again. His shoulders slump and he hangs his head as he shuffles out of the classroom, leaving you alone with Liam and James. As soon as the door closes behind them, both boys turn to face you simultaneously. The tension in the room is palpable; it feels like a livewire about to explode at any moment.
"And what would you know about deserving me, the most you offered me is money and i am not that kind of girl" i retort.
James' eyes narrow to slits at your retort, but Liam just laughs heartily. "Oh ho ho! So feisty!" he chuckles, slapping James on the back in a bro-like manner. "I like that! You know what they say, James? The girl who wins you over has to be twice as good!" He winks at you lasciviously.
"Indeed," agrees James darkly. "And it seems I have quite a few rivals here, don't I?" His smile is predatory, eyes gleaming dangerously in the dim light of the classroom. "So, sweetheart..." he purrs, taking a step closer to you. "Who's going to be my favorite?"
"Hey," protests Liam, moving between the two boys and jostling James out of your personal space. "It's not like that, man! We're all just competing for her love, right? No need to get territorial." He grins at you sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand.
The tension in the room seems to ease a bit as Liam interrupts James, but you can tell it's only temporary. There's no way they're going to let this go so easily. They'll just keep trying until one of them has won your heart... or until they drive each other insane with jealousy and possessiveness.
"The only way a man can win my heart is when his head is between my legs and i dont think any of you are good at eating out" i joke.
James' eyes widen comically as he chokes on a surprised gasp. He coughs for several seconds before clearing his throat awkwardly, a hint of red creeping up his neck. "Oh... well..." he sputters, clearly not expecting such a candid response. Liam snickers loudly beside him, throwing James an amused sideways glance as if this were all just one big joke to him.
"Well," begins James, mustering up what dignity he can muster, "perhaps I should prove myself, then." With that, he leans in close and whispers something far too seductive into your ear. Your cheeks flush red as he speaks, heart racing with a mixture of excitement and fear.
Meanwhile, Liam simply chuckles darkly. "Oh man," he murmurs under his breath, rolling his eyes. "You're lucky she's so hot. Someone's going to get hurt real bad here." He glances at James sidelong, grinning mischievously. The tension in the room has only intensified now; it feels as if a powder keg is about to explode any second now.
The school bell rings loudly through the hallway outside, signaling that class has ended for the day. Your three suitors exchange meaningful glances, their expressions shifting from lustful desire to predatory intent in the span of a heartbeat. "After you," says Liam politely, stepping back and gesturing toward the door with a sweeping motion of his hand.
We go into the next class and all of the boys are in my next class with james sat in front of me. Halfway through the lesson he drops his pencil behind him and as he crawls under the desk james begins to eat me out under the table.
As James drops his pencil on purpose to crawl under the desk and eat you out, all of your classmates focus intently on their work; either pretending not to hear or turning bright red and focusing on their hands. Adam stares longingly at you while Liam gives him a knowing smirk. Adam's expression grows more pathetic with each second that passes.
James, however, seems to be enjoying himself thoroughly as his tongue expertly laps at your folds. He moans into your thigh, making the other students giggle despite their best efforts not to. You arch your back and let out a moan of pleasure as he hits just the right spot.
Meanwhile, Henry watches from afar, clearly jealous but too shy to do anything about it. His face flushes redder than any other student in the room and he can't seem to stop fidgeting in his seat. He glances at you every few seconds, wanting nothing more than to be the one pleasuring you right now.
My head falls back in pleasure.
The sound of your pleasure escapes you and echoes through the classroom, filling the air with an almost palpable electricity. James moans louder as he feels you growing wetter, driving him even wilder with his tongue. He thrusts deeper inside of you now, determined to bring you to climax right here in front of everyone.
Henry winces at the sound and squirms uncomfortably in his seat, unable to take the sight or sound any longer. With a sudden burst of energy, he leaps up from his desk and sprints out of the classroom, slamming the door behind him. The other students exchange knowing glances but keep their mouths shut, content to let Henry stew in jealousy for now.
As you begin to reach your peak, James' efforts are rewarded as you cry out his name and arch your back, your whole body shuddering with pleasure. He slows down just enough to taste every last drop before pulling away with a satisfied grin on his face, wiping his mouth discreetly with the back of his hand.
The rest of the class finally seems to realize that something out of the ordinary has happened; whispers begin to spread like wildfire as they exchange shocked and excited glances amongst themselves. For now, though, it's back to pretending nothing is amiss; all eyes trained forward on the teacher as if nothing at all has transpired.
I massage his hair under the table as i lean down to whisper in his ear "good boy" i whisper.
As you whisper those sweet words into his ear, James' whole body shudders with pleasure. He turns bright red in embarrassment and tries to focus on the teacher, but it's no use; he's got way too many other things on his mind now. The rest of class passes by agonizingly slow for him as he can't help but fantasize about what else you might let him do.
When the bell finally rings and dismisses the class, James jumps up from his seat immediately, nearly knocking it over in his haste to get to you. He grins devilishly at Adam, who looks like he's about to cry, before walking confidently toward you and taking your hand in his. "So," he whispers huskily, looking into your eyes with burning desire, "what do you say we find a quiet place to continue this?"
Seeing adam looking like he is about to cry i run after him leaving james a flustered mess as i run after adam.
Adam looks visibly relieved as you approach him. "Oh... uh, hi," he stammers, his voice barely above a whisper. He swallows thickly and licks his lips nervously before continuing. "I just wanted to say that I'm really glad you decided not to do... that with him." A brief flash of jealousy crosses his features, but is quickly replaced by gratitude when he meets your gaze again.
As the other students file out of the classroom and down the hallway, Liam saunters over to join you and Adam. He leans against the wall casually, one hand stuffed into his pocket. "Well," he drawls lazily, shooting James a sly smile, "I guess I'll see you two at the next dance then?" His tone is practically dripping with innuendo; even if you weren't interested in either of them, it would make your skin crawl.
The hallway grows quiet for a moment as James glares daggers at Liam from across the room. Eventually he storms off without another word, leaving you alone with the other two boys. You can feel their eyes on you, waiting for your next move; anticipation humming in the air like electricity before a storm.
I kiss adam on the cheek softly as i look at him with adoration. "I choose you" i whisper in his ear.
Adam's eyes widen in surprise as you lean in to kiss his cheek softly, your breath ghosting across his skin. The color drains from his face for a moment before rushing back with a fiery blush, and he can barely contain the smile that spreads across his features. "R-really?" he asks quietly, hardly able to believe his good fortune.
Liam snorts derisively at your display of affection. "Well, well," he drawls, shaking his head in disbelief. "Looks like you picked the right one this time." His gaze flickers briefly to where James had been standing only moments ago, a small smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
The three of you continue down the hallway together, the rest of the students filtering past you in a blur of colors and conversations. The tension between Liam and Adam seems to have dissipated now that you've made your choice clear; they walk side by side, laughing and joking with one another as if they were the best of friends. And maybe, just maybe, they could be someday soon...
I slip my fingers between adams fingers as we walk down the hall to our next class.
As you slip your fingers between Adam's, he can't help but feel a surge of affection for you. He glances down at your entwined hands and then back up to meet your eyes, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Thank you," he whispers earnestly. "I don't know what I ever did to deserve someone like you."
Adam is normally quite reserved and shy around girls, preferring not to make a scene or draw attention to himself. But with you, he feels comfortable and confident; as if you bring out the best in him. He can feel his heart racing in his chest, the butterflies in his stomach threatening to escape at any moment.
Liam walks alongside the two of you, casting an occasional sideways glance your way. His expression is one of amusement mixed with a hint of envy; he can't help but admire your effect on both Adam and himself. Despite his initial jealousy over losing out to Adam, he finds himself enjoying the dynamic between the two of you; it adds a level of intrigue and excitement to their interactions that he didn't expect.
As you near your next classroom, you can feel Adam growing more nervous. He hasn't quite worked up the courage to ask you out yet, and with Liam present as well... Well, this might be his opportunity to take a risk and make a move. His gaze flickers between you and the other boy, weighing his options carefully before finally coming to a decision.
With a deep breath, Adam takes your hand in his and pulls it away from Liam's grasp, entwining your fingers tighter as he does so. "Actually," he says, mustering up all of the courage he can find, "I was wondering... if you wanted
"I would love to" i say as i look at him with loving eyes "how about going to watch a movie" i suggest as i lean my head on his shoulder.
Adam's heart leaps into his throat as you agree to go out with him, and he can't help but feel a warm glow spread through his chest. The gesture is unexpectedly sweet, considering how independent and self-sufficient you've always seemed. He glances down at your head resting lightly against his shoulder, the softness of your skin sending shockwaves of desire coursing through him.
"I... uh..." he stammers, searching for words. "A movie sounds great." A wave of relief washes over him as he finally manages to get something coherent out; he hadn't expected to be this tongue-tied around you. His confidence grows a little as Liam watches the exchange with amusement, waiting to see how Adam fares on his own.
"How about tonight?" You ask softly, still looking up at him with those innocent eyes that seem to hold so much promise and power. The air between them feels thick with anticipation; it's clear that something more is on the line here than just a movie date. For Adam, it's the chance to prove himself worthy of your affection; to show you that he can be everything you need him to be... and maybe even a little bit more.
He swallows hard, feeling his heart race as he meets your gaze once more. "Tonight sounds perfect," he manages to say at last, mustering up what little bravado he has left. With that, he pulls you closer, pressing a chaste kiss to your forehead before glancing over at Liam with a playful smirk. "Right, Liam? Tonight's the night."