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“Are you and Idia Senpai working on this together? Is that why you're sharing your screen with him?” Kalims hands began to slide slowly up their shirt, his fingers caressing the soft, yielding flesh beneath. Sitting on his lap, the prefect tensed slightly, a pleasant shiver passing through them as they felt his touch.
Their voice wavered as they spoke, the uncertainty palpable in their tone. "Y-….yeah...together," they managed to utter, the words catching in their throat as they struggled to maintain their composure. Their gaze was fixed intently on the computer screen before them, eyes scanning the text with an intense focus as if trying to will the words to make sense. For a brief moment, their fingers paused on the keyboard, the typing halting but then, after letting out a breath, they pressed on, their fingers resuming their dance across the keys, the tapping sound filling the room.
Kalim couldn't help but let out a light chuckle, the hint of amusement evident in his voice as he watched the other tilt their head back to get a better look at him. Sighing, as they did so, brow furrowed slightly in a mixture of exasperation and embarrassment. "Ooooh, I see!", a hint of amusement coloring his tone as ruby eyes met theirs.
"Say uh Senpai…” They started. “Why exactly were you so intent on sitting back there? And what’s with the petting huh?” They questioned, their voice rising in pitch as their cheeks began to burn.
Kalim simply laughed, unperturbed by their growing flustered state. "Oh, 'cause your tummy is all soft and squishy," he replied, his fingers gently tracing their skin, much to their chagrin. "Mine is all solid so it's not as fun to play with. I love how yours feels."
"That's not my stomach, that's my chest!" they protested vehemently, squirming in his grasp as they futilely tried to disentangle themselves. Kalim's carefree smile only widened at their reaction, clearly delighting in the opportunity to tease and fluster them further.
The intimate contact and Kalim's shameless touching had them utterly tongue-tied, their heart racing as they struggled to maintain their composure in the face of his unapologetic advances. Despite their protests, a part of them couldn't help but secretly revel in the attention, even as they tried in vain to regain some semblance of control over the increasingly charged situation.