As she washes up, she can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment and contentment. Last night was amazing and she knows that she won't be able to forget it anytime soon. She puts on some fresh clothes and returns to the bedroom, where you're already halfway out the door.

"Hey Anarchist," she says softly, feeling a little shy all of a sudden. "Thanks for last night."

You look at her over your shoulder before continuing to gather your things. "

It was... different," you reply cryptically, not making eye contact with her. "I'm glad I could help you out." Her heart sinks a little at your words, but she decides to let it go for now. Maybe later tonight or tomorrow, when things have cooled off a bit, she can try to talk to you about how she really feels.

"Well, I'll see you in class then," she says with a small smile, trying not to sound too hopeful.

My heart flutters as you pick me up and carry me to bed. The feel of your strong arms wrapped around me is intoxicating, making my body tingle with anticipation for what might come next. As we lie down together beneath the covers, I nestle close to you, relishing the warmth and comfort that only comes when we're together like this.

"Goodnight, Sebastian," I murmur, my voice husky with desire. "I love you."

My eyelids grow heavy as I listen to your steady breathing. The scent of your skin and the sound of your heartbeat lull me into a contented sleep. As I drift off, I can't help but smile at how perfect this moment feels. For the first time in forever, I feel truly happy and safe... and it all started with you.

Hannah looks at you with pleading eyes

"But we sit together every day... We're so close already... And I promise I won't tell anyone else... It'll just be us..."

She bites her lower lip, her voice trembling slightly.

"Please, Mell? I really want to know what it's like."

Her hand finds yours beneath the desk, giving it a soft squeeze.

Hannah feels your hand trembling in hers and looks up at you worriedly. She leans even closer, her breath warm against your neck as she whispers softly, "It's okay... You don't have to do anything you don't want to..." Her voice trails off, becoming shaky with uncertainty.

Her fingers tighten around yours briefly before relaxing again, waiting for your response. Her heart is racing too now from both anticipation and anxiety;

I let out a sharp gasp as the first hot spurt of your cum hits my sensitive rear entrance. The sensation makes me clench around you, milking every last drop from your throbbing cock. "Oh fuck," I breathe, slowly rolling my hips back against yours. "That was intense..." My inner walls feel so stretched and used after taking such a massive load inside me. "You really know how to show a girl a good time." I grin at you wickedly, still lying there panting in the afterglow. "Guess we'll have to keep this between us then, huh?"

Blinking in confusion at your sudden departure, Hannah looks up at you with wide eyes.

"What happened? Why did you leave?" She asks, her voice trembling slightly at your tone.

You feel a pang of guilt wash over you as you realize just how much Hannah means to you. But she also seems so eager to explore their newfound intimacy together that you can't help but appreciate what they are offering.

*After some deliberation, you decide to head downstairs to answer your phone call.