LOGINEveryone was expectant as we walked inside our Art History lecture that Monday morning. For those who had to submit the essay, we wanted to know our grade, and for those who hadn't, they wanted to get a first look at how Professor Reynolds corrected essays so they could be prepared for the exam."You guys have no idea how tough it's been for Blair and I." Said David to the group. "With finals week approaching at the same time as Kent's exhibition, we've been working to the bone! But Blair has it even worse with the babysitting.""Oh, it's fine really. I get Sunday's off. If I study throughout the week I can organize my time.""You're superhuman, seriously." Commented Maddox. "If it were me I would've quit tutoring by now."I chuckled. "I really need the money. Besides, I get to work on paintings for Professor Agnes while I'm there. The worst part is getting home late after working at Kent's studio. That's rough.""Agreed." Chimed in David. "I seriously can't wait for it to be over. Ke
He was slow at first, thrusting into me deeply and pulling out slowly. I groaned with every push. I had missed Felix so much."You're so tight, so hard… And all mine." He said, nibbling at my skin. "Just picturing you stroking yourself these past two weeks, wishing, begging, dreaming of my cock pounding you just like this… And I touched myself too, thinking of your throbbing dick and your fucking moans."He picked up the pace as he spoke, making me whimper. It always took me by surprise how deep he went, how much pleasure he sent shooting through my whole body. I dug my fingers into his scalp, grateful that I had trimmed my nails or else I’d probably hurt him.As my cock started to twitch, so did my raised leg. Felix reajusted it on his shoulder."You wanna come? Is that what you want?" He teased, knowing perfectly well what I’d answer."Yes please. Please Sir, I want to come." I said hurriedly. He put my leg down, a wicked smile growing on his lips."Since you want to know your grade
"Do you even know how hard you make me with your arms and legs spread open for me, unable to move, completely surrendering to me?"Not once did he disconnect the vibrator from my dick, and as he stroked himself, he cranked up the intensity."Sir, please, it's too much." I said, sweat gathering on the back of my neck. I knew he didn't want me to come, but if he didn't turn down the vibrator, it would be impossible.To my terror, he shook his head. "I don't think it is. In fact, I think I'm going too soft on you."He clicked the button to an even higher intensity. I screamed and thrashed as much as I could, making my discontent abundantly clear."If you move too much you know what happens."I inhaled sharply, remembering there were four candles at Felix's disposal. Fuck fuck fuck.I demanded my body to stop moving. The only thing I couldn't control was my heaving chest and the involuntary spasms of my muscles.Felix stopped stroking his cock and dug his fingers inside me again. He was m
I woke up to the sound of my loud coffee machine. I opened one eye, my head tucked under the covers, and noticed Blair wasn't next to me. I lifted my head towards the door and saw that it was open.I didn't even bother checking the time. I was so sleepy and the bedsheets were so warm that I didn't want to move. I closed my eyes again, trying to block the soft light that was coming in through the door.Despite my love for sleep, it didn't bother me one bit to be woken up from Blair making noise in the kitchen. I would much rather wake up that way than to the sound of my alarm and be greeted by an empty house.When the screeching of the machine came to a stop, I heard the swirling of a spoon inside ceramic coffee mugs. The spoon was dropped in the sink, and then I heard Blair’s footsteps coming closer and closer.The sound of his feet on the hardwood floor stopped when he stepped on the carpet. Still with my eyes completely closed and my head tangled in sheets, he set the coffee on my b
Felix was gentle with every touch, and slow. So slow, in fact, that I thought he was indecisive or having second thoughts. His fingers lingered over my skin, tracing invisible patterns, and the subtle warmth of his hands made me feel as though the world outside had ceased to exist."Is everything alright?" I asked tentatively, my voice barely above a whisper. He lifted his head to look at me, those deep, intense eyes locking with mine, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe."What do you mean?" He asked in a low, husky voice that sent a shiver down my spine.I gulped, my heart hammering against my chest. "Why are you... Uhm... Touching me like this?"He chuckled softly, a warm, teasing sound that made my stomach flutter, his hair falling in front of his eyes in a way that somehow made him look even more magnetic. "You haven't understood what we're doing, have you?"He kissed my cheek, letting his lips linger just long enough for a faint shiver to run through me before whispering: "
My five and a half hour flight to New York was set to leave at 6 PM, meaning that Felix and I left his apartment at four. I was only taking one big suitcase back home and was leaving the rest behind in my rented room. After all, I'd be back in just three weeks. Apart from clothes, I was taking a few paintings I had done throughout the semester to show my parents how hard I worked. I felt the obligation to prove to them that my art degrees weren't a waste of time.Felix insisted on parking instead of just dropping me off. We both knew he couldn't accompany me inside and risk being spotted by any student flying back home like I was. We'd have to say goodbye in the car.It were instances like this that made me absolutely hate hiding. It felt unfair. I wanted a proper goodbye at the gate, to be kissed and hugged among the other parting couples.We were silent at first as Felix took the keys off the ignition. Technically, we were already taking a risk by being in the parking lot for longer
RAYMOND'S POV .I flicked the light off for a second as soon as she came out. When I saw her wearing my shirt , l thought l would totally combust and needed to turn off the light to regain my composure. She looked edible and with in a second, l decided that it would be a rule that she would either
"Wait," I shouted before they could drag her out of the room.For a split second nothing moved. The guards slowed as if someone had pressed a hand against the world. Raymond's eyes bored into mine and the smirk on his face widened."You want to speak?" he asked, voice soft enough that it should hav
Light slammed into my eyes, harsh as the guards dragged me out of the cell.My wrists stung where the leather had been knotted; my muscles trembled from hunger and grief and the aftershock of standing when I no longer trusted my legs but the ruthless guards didn't care. They shoved me down a corrid
"Nobody runs from me, mate."His eyes gleamed in the dimness and a shiver ran down straight to my spine. I took an involuntary step back. The movement was small, but he noticed. Of course he did. Predators always notice prey that twitches.“Don’t,” he said coldly. “Don’t make this harder than it al







