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“All bets are off, now. This has officially progressed from studying to ‘studying’.
When the fingers of his left hand raise to grasp your leg, you stop kissing him only to swing your body over his lap so that you’re straddling him. Luigi breathes in deep then, like his nervous system collectively seizes at the feeling of you so close. To give him room to breathe you stop short of settling all your weight onto him. Lips meeting once more, his hands greet your hips; his touch is warm, and timid, like you’re made of sand, like you might collapse and dissolve into immeasurable particles between his fingers.
He groans into your mouth. Murmurs your name. ‘This isn’t very productive,’ he quips.
‘Intellectually, no,’ you agree, nails brushing the back of his neck. He has goosebumps. ‘But what about physically?’
Luigi smiles, and fuck, he is too fucking beautiful. ‘I guess I can’t argue with that.’
Fuck. About an hour ago you were working through polynomials and linear equations, and now the dreamiest guy you’ve ever met is hard for you, holding you in his lap. You might as well thank your professor.”
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you ask your cute tutor to help you study for your math final.
Series
- Part 1 of study buddies (with benefits)