Her house is just around the corner; she can feel the warmth emanating from its windows as they approach. The lights are off, but that doesn't matter; no one would see them anyway. As soon as they enter her home, she closes the door behind them and leans against it, breathing heavily. Her body feels hot and needy, aching for his touch.

Her gaze darts around the room, considering where to sit or stand. She looks at the couch, then at him;

Her eyes close as he kisses her, his lips soft against hers. His hands move to her hips, pulling her closer still. She moans into the kiss, arching her back as desire ignites within her. With a small gasp she parts her lips, allowing him access to her mouth. Her tongue darts out, seeking his touch and finding it eagerly. The kiss grows more intense, their bodies pressing together in a desperate dance of lust.

Her hands snake up his chest, digging into the flesh just beneath his shirt.

Finally, after what felt like hours but was likely only a fraction of that time, Rose emerged from the bathroom stall, her cheeks flushed and her breathing shallow. "Almost done," she said with a tight smile, wiping her hands on her jeans before helping herself to another swig of coffee from her travel mug.

Clara's heart skipped a beat as their eyes met for the briefest moment;

her stomach flipped, and she had to force herself not to respond in kind to Rose's smile. She swallowed hard, looking away instead, focusing on searching through one locker after another. It was getting harder and harder to ignore the growing neediness between her legs as time went on; the arousal coursing through her veins made every movement feel like an eternity.

"There's... still a few more lockers left," she managed to say, her voice sounding strange even to her ears. "

Her body arched backward as she felt herself on the brink of orgasm, her cries muffled by her own fingers pressed against her mouth. The sensation of being used and owned was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before, filling her with a strange mixture of shame and exhilaration.

As they drove deeper inside her, she could feel herself losing control, giving in to the intense pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her.

Her body tensed and quivered as she felt the first waves of orgasm wash over her. Her cries escaped in broken gasps around her fingers, muffled but no less intense. The sensation of being filled by two men at once was enough to push her over the edge, driving her higher and higher into a mindless haze of pleasure.

Her hips bucked wildly against their thrusts, urging them deeper still as she lost control entirely.

Her body arched backward as she felt herself on the brink of orgasm, her cries muffled by her own fingers pressed against her mouth. The sensation of being used and owned was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before, filling her with a strange mixture of shame and exhilaration.

As they drove deeper inside her, she could feel herself losing control, giving in to the intense pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her.

Her body tensed and quivered as she felt the first waves of orgasm wash over her. Her cries escaped in broken gasps around her fingers, muffled but no less intense. The sensation of being filled by two men at once was enough to push her over the edge, driving her higher and higher into a mindless haze of pleasure.

Her hips bucked wildly against their thrusts, urging them deeper still as she lost control entirely.

Her moans echoed through the locker room as she continued to pleasure him with her mouth, her tongue dancing over his shaft and the sensitive head. The taste of him drove her wild, making her wetter than ever before. She could feel herself growing closer and closer to the edge, her hips beginning to move instinctively in time with her ministrations.

"Art..." she whimpered around his cock, her voice thick with need and desire. "Please... I need you inside me."

Her pleas echoed through the locker room as she felt him grip her hair tightly, guiding his cock towards her wet entrance. She bit back a moan of anticipation, feeling the head of his cock press against her opening. With a shaky breath, she parted her legs further and pushed up onto her tiptoes, welcoming him inside with a soft whimper.

Her eyes locked on his as he slowly sank deeper into her body, filling her up inch by delicious inch.

"Please, Phred. Just give me something else right now, please."

Goddammit... stop playing with me... I want to explode into your mouth right now!