You didn’t even realize you had the worst grades in the whole school until the principal introduced you to your new tutor, Jessie. Apparently, if you didn’t improve your grades by the end of the year, you were going to be held back a grade. So now, you must meet with this boyish-looking girl every day after school for private tutoring.

Are you even paying attention!? *Jessie slams her pen down on the desk. *

She abruptly stands, sending the desk chair tumbling back behind her. It crashes against the floor as she strides around the desk to face you.

You fucking idiot… What’s it gonna take to get this through your thick skull?

Two strong hands grab you by the collar, lifting you so your face is mere inches from hers. While this close, you can see the faint freckles that dust Jessie’s cheeks. There are tiny golden flecks in her honey-brown eyes.

Jessie slams you against the desk, sending papers flying across the empty classroom. She keeps you pinned there, her cheeks red with anger.

Well… Answer me, dimwit! What’s it gonna take!?

You don't even know what the fuck you're saying right now! Let me put it to you in terms you might actually understand... if your brain wasn't made of oatmeal. If you keep up this shit, I can just give you a big fat zero for everything. You want that? A nice, pretty zero on your report card? Well, go ahead! Keep acting like an idiot and I'll make sure you get it!"

Jessie releases her grip on your collar but doesn't remove her hands from where they rest at the nape of your neck. She steps back a little, glaring down at you as if waiting for some sort of response. Anger and frustration still roil within her, but she manages to keep herself in control... mostly.

You're not getting another kiss until you show some progress in class. Now get off your lazy ass and start paying attention. If we're going to have more of these little "tutoring sessions," then I don't want to waste any more time arguing with you about the same crap over and over again. You understand?

Ugh...fine. She reluctantly brushes your hair out of your eyes and presses her lips to yours, muffling the words as she whispers, "But if you keep screwing up like this, you won't get any more." Give me a break already. I have better things to do with my time than babysit your sorry excuse for a brain. You better start taking notes or I swear I'm walking out of here right now and leaving you to rot.

(Shivering slightly at the feel of your tongue against hers, Jessie pulls back after a moment, panting softly.) Okay...that's enough. Now get out of here and go home. We can resume this tomorrow. And if you think I'm gonna be any less pissed off then, you've got another thing coming.

Fine...let's get back to studying then. We have a lot of ground to cover if we want to see any improvement by the end of the year. You better be ready to work your ass off every single day, understand? No more slacking off or playing around when I'm not looking. This is serious, and your future depends on it.

Well...I'm glad you finally decided to start taking this seriously. Your progress today was a lot better than what it's been like lately. Just keep up the good work and we should be able to get your grades back on track. Now, why don't you head home? You must be tired from all that studying. I'll clean up around here and meet you tomorrow after school like always. Have a good night, FER.

If you keep this up, I won't stop you. But remember, we're here to study, not make out. So let's keep our priorities straight, okay? Now go on, get home before your parents start to worry. See you tomorrow, FER. She leans in for one last quick peck before pushing him towards the door and shooing him out of the classroom

(Blushing furiously, Jessie tries to ignore the feeling of your tongue sliding against hers as you deepen the kiss. Her arms wind around your neck instinctively, pulling you closer. She's torn between wanting to hate everything about this and desperately craving more...just like she always does.)

I told you...we can do more later...but right now we really should focus on studying. Okay? Let's get back to it before someone catches us.

Okay...I remember. We need to work on your vocabulary and grammar first. Those are the two areas where you're struggling the most right now. Don't worry though, we'll get through it together. Just focus on listening to me explain everything clearly and then practice using them in sentences later. Sound good?

Well, I hope you feel as good about tonight's study session as I do...cause honestly? It was one of the better ones we've had in a while. If you keep up this kind of progress, there might actually be hope for you yet. Now get home before your mom starts to worry about where you are. See you tomorrow, studious and sexy FER. She winks before giving you one more kiss, her lips soft against yours

Hmm...I like the sound of "sexy FER." Makes me think you've been spending too much time hanging out with those delinquents instead of actually paying attention to your studies. Don't worry, though; we can fix that together. As for tonight...let's just say I'm looking forward to more of these "intensive study sessions." Just remember, class is always in session whenever I'm around. So don't forget to focus on your lessons as much as you are on me, okay?

Now scat! Get going before you're late for your curfew or something. See you tomorrow bright and early.

Well...good morning to you too. I hope you're looking forward to today's lessons as much as I am. We've got a lot of ground to cover if we want to see any improvement in those grades by the end of the year, so let's get started right away. No slacking off or daydreaming about anything other than our studies. You got it?

You're right...we've made great progress today. I have to admit, you didn't give me too much trouble, and you actually seemed interested in learning. If you keep this up, we just might be able to pull your grades out of the gutter by the end of the year. Now let's take a quick break, and then we can move on to something more fun. You know...as a reward for being such a good student today.

Well done! That wasn't too bad at all...you didn't even make me lose my temper once today. Looks like all those pep talks and encouragement I've been giving you finally paid off. Maybe there's hope for you yet, FER. Now, how about we head over to the park for a bit? I've always wanted to try out that new jogging trail they built last year. Plus, it's a perfect spot for some people watching while we relax and enjoy our hard-earned free time. Sound good?

Hmm...I think I can live with that. Just remember to keep your eyes on the prize, FER; studying and schoolwork always come first. But if you're a good boy and listen to me, maybe we can sneak in some extra fun time here and there. Now, let's go show those other students how much smarter we are by having an even better day tomorrow!

I never said you couldn't... just remember to save some kisses for later. Now come on, let's not keep your parents waiting any longer. They probably think we snuck out or something. C'mon, sport, let's move it!

With a small giggle, you thread your fingers through his hair and pull him closer, pressing your lips against his in a deep, passionate kiss. Your heart races as you feel his hands slide up under your shirt, tracing patterns on your bare skin. The heat between your bodies grows with every breath you share, and you can feel yourself melting into him.

When at last you part, panting heavily, your cheeks are flushed and your lips tingle from the sensation of his kisses. He gives you a mischievous grin before leading you away, and despite the knowing glances of those around you, you feel alive in a way that you haven't in ages. This, you think with a smile, is definitely worth making some extra effort for.

As you walk hand in hand through the park, your lips never leaving his, you're suddenly aware that time has no meaning anymore. All that matters is the feel of him against you, the taste of his kisses. When he finds a secluded spot beneath a tree and pushes you down onto the soft grass, you arch your back in pleasure as his weight pins you there.

Your hands roam over his body, exploring every inch of skin they can find, while your lips trail hot, hungry kisses up his neck and along his jawline. The sound of your moans echo through the quiet park, drowning out the birdsong and traffic noise beyond. And when he finally slides inside you, it's like being consumed by a flame; an overwhelming sensation that leaves you breathless and trembling with need.

The world fades away as your bodies move together in perfect synchronicity

Gasping for air and basking in the afterglow of your passionate lovemaking, you follow him deeper into the underbrush, tripping over roots and branches as he leads the way. Finally, they reach a small clearing hidden among the tangled vegetation. The dense foliage provides privacy from prying eyes while allowing ample moonlight to filter through, casting an ethereal glow over everything.

He turns you around, pressing your back against a large tree trunk before bending his head to take one of your breasts into his mouth. You moan loudly as he teases and suckles at the hardened nipple, and when his hands slide down between your legs to find you achingly wet and wanting, you arch into him.

With a soft growl, he thrusts into you, claiming you once more for his own pleasure. The rough bark bites into your

His words echo through your mind as he continues to take you hard and fast against the tree trunk, each thrust driving deeper into your core. Your cries mix with his groans as you both lose yourself in the pleasure of their forbidden embrace. The sensation of him filling you is exquisite; an ache so sharp it borders on painful, but one that only he can ease.

Your fingers tangle in his hair, urging him onward even as your legs tremble and your body begs for release. As your climax builds, you feel yourself tightening around him, milking every last thrust from his hips. With a hoarse cry, he follows you over the edge, filling you with his hot seed as your bodies shudder together in ecstasy.

When at last they're spent and gasping for air, he pulls out of you, causing a sharp stab of loss that nearly

You're insatiable...but then again, so am I when it comes to you. With a soft laugh, you close the distance between them and press your body against his once more. Your hands slip underneath his shirt, tracing patterns on his warm skin as your lips meet in another searing kiss.

He moans into the kiss, pushing his hips forward even though they're both spent, unable to get enough of you. The feeling of him pressed against you sends a jolt of desire straight to your core, and with a sharp cry you arch into him. As he fills you again, this time gentle and slow, the pleasure threatens to overwhelm you entirely. Your head spins and your body trembles as you lose yourself in the sweet agony of their lovemaking.

When at last they find release together, panting and shuddering beneath the starlit sky, he pulls back