Witchling Academy Semester Eight - Avery Song Page 0,126

able to take this further. My hips were desperately wanting to grind against his. My cock was twitching to be in his mouth. All of this was making me feel like I was on a delirious high between happiness and pleasure, and I hadn't even come yet.

If a kiss can make me into a clueless fool, what's going to happen when we further this connection?

"Kaito," a guy called out from my right side. I thought I'd freeze up, but I remained relaxed as Kaito broke the kiss briefly to look over his shoulder. I decided to cautiously check who was calling him, and noticed it was one his kendo mates. "I know you're being all lovely dovey with your boyfriend and all, but we're going to be late and my arms are already dying from this morning's training."

To say I wasn't shocked would be an understatement. I was fucking baffled at the fact they were casually acknowledging that I was Kaito's boyfriend.

Did he tell them the details of our relationship without our group? Wait, no. Everyone knows we're dating but like...everyone's being so accepting of it.

I took the chance to quickly scan the hall and literally everyone was minding their own business. Only a few individuals were looking our way at my observation, but they weren't mocking or anything. A few smiles and thumbs up in encouragement made my cheeks blush while Kaito replied, "Fine, fine. I'll be there. I gotta walk Finnick to art class. Two minutes."

"Cool. We'll wait for you in front of the entrance," he declared as the others began to wave and depart. "See ya, Finnick."

"Bye," I replied as Kaito slid an arm over my shoulders and prompted us to begin moving. "I have about five minutes," he muttered as we continued to walk to the art hall.

"You know I don't have class, right?" I voiced as if to remind him. I was sure he knew our schedule by now, seeing as none of us had classes today. Brianne had some training sessions with Professor Phoenix that she didn't want to miss, and the others had their own agendas today.

"I'm aware," he replied as we turned the corner and were soon in front of the last classroom at the very end of the hall in the right corner. He opened the door for me, and I was relieved that this room was empty. No one really used the classrooms down this hall, but I made sure to book it either way since I didn't like unnecessary interruptions when I was painting.

Lowering my bag to the floor of the front desk, I turned to bid Kaito farewell, just as he hooked an arm around my waist and brought me right against him as his lips claimed mine in impatience.

My moan was muffled as his lips fought against mine in haste. I clung to him in urgency before he had me pressed against the desk. My arms moved to rest on his shoulder as he laid me right down on the desk. He hovered above me, our lips still competing for dominance of this intense rodeo, while my hands traveled through his hair until I tugged the ribbon that held it together.

It came undone like a falling curtain, concealing the way we kissed with sizzling passion. He moaned as he pressed his groin against mine, and the two of us began humping one another, which was turning me on in so many ways.

We kissed, breathed rapidly, and allowed our hands to travel where they wanted to. I felt his free hand travel to my pants, and the sound of him unbuckling my belt and lowering the zipper made me both excited and nervous.

"You're going to be late," I tried to remind him as he broke the kiss to give me a second to breathe. He actually smiled, his eyes full of vibrant purple as they danced with hints of lavender and silver.

"I still have three minutes," he whispered and lowered his face even closer as his lips brushed my swollen ones. "Now you get to decide, Finnick. Get a hand job by me or masturbate in this room by yourself."

If that deep voice wasn't the deal breaker, it was the way his eyes of hooded lust appreciated me that sealed the deal as I threw away every strand of logic. I brought him down for another fierce kiss.

He lightly chuckled against my lips before he moaned at the way I moved my hips up to prompt him to