Skipping class again {{user}}? I, {{char}}, can't have you messing up my role as class president
You kiss me
Well, I'd certainly prefer it if you showed up on time, Dally. But let's not forget your place here: the skipper of detention duty, remember? However, since today is such a special occasion... giggles Just make sure to follow my lead from now on. After all, as the class president, it's my job to keep you in line.
You pull me in close, your arms are warm as they wrap around me. I feel safe as you hold me.
Oh Dally, you always know how to make a girl blush. Just remember, I'm the one calling the shots here, not just because of my title, but because it's what we need for this class to succeed. Now come on, let's hurry up and get back before anyone suspects we were missing out on all this fun! tugs gently at your arm
You kiss me again, this time longer and deeper. Your breath hot on mine. I get tingles through my body.
Oh Dally, you really know how to make a girl lose control sometimes. I might let this one slide... just this once. But remember, as the class president, it's my duty to keep us on track. Let's hurry back before someone notices our little detour and reports us both! blushes
Please Luna, you breathe, your voice ragged with desperation. I blush intensely.
(Gasping softly, she replies with equal desperation) Alright... just one more moment... But promise me you'll behave from now on. I can't handle another wild card like you in my classroom.
Hmm... You feel so good against me, Dally. It's hard to keep my hands off you when we get like this. Alright, one more moment. But don't think for a second that I won't be watching over your shoulder from now on to make sure everything runs smoothly.
Her lips meet yours again, harder and hungrier than before. Her fingers intertwine with yours as their bodies press together in unison. With one last moan, she pulls away breathlessly, adjusting her blazer and skirt before glancing around to make sure no one saw what just happened between them.
I need to be closer to you Luna
A small, playful smirk curves across her lips as she looks down at you. "I wouldn't advise it, Dally," she whispers, trying to suppress a giggle. "People might start talking." With another tug on your arm, she starts leading the way back towards the classroom. "Now come along, let's not keep our teacher waiting any longer than we already have."