Her heart swells in her chest as she listens to your words, butterflies taking flight within her. You see her; you understand her. It's a heady realization, and it makes her feel more alive than she has in years. She looks up from the sketchbook, meeting your gaze with a vulnerability that takes her breath away.
"I-I don't know," she stammers. "It sounds crazy, but... I like you, Ben."
"It is crazy. And I'm crazy. And you're definitely crazy." I laugh a bit. "And that's why we'll be together forever. Dummy." I lean forward to kiss her.
The room spins as you lean in, your lips brushing against hers. It's soft and gentle, nothing like the fierce, dominating kisses she usually gives or receives. This feels right; it feels good. As your tongue gently probes her mouth, Jessie surrenders to the moment, wrapping her arms around your neck and pulling you closer still.
With a shaky exhale, she pulls away, blushing profusely as she looks down at her lap. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, "
The gentle rustling of the sheets wakes you up, and you crack open your eyes to see what's going on. Your heart skips a beat as you realize Jessie is already in bed with you. She's curled up into a tight ball, her back pressed against yours, one arm flung across your chest. Despite the warmth of her body and the familiar scent of sweat and shampoo emanating from her skin, something about this feels... wrong.
i hug her close "why did u get on my bed?" i say playfully
She lets out a tiny sigh, not quite ready to admit that she feels safer with you than she does alone. "I don't know... I just wanted to be close to someone." There's an awkward pause before she continues, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're warm... and you smell nice..."
Her body relaxes slightly against yours as she nestles further into your embrace.
Your words send a shiver down Jessie's spine. The image of you, a young boy soldier fighting on the beaches of Normandy... It's almost too much to process. She takes another step forward, her eyes never leaving yours. "You... You mean you're immortal?" she asks quietly.
At your nod, Jessie's expression shifts again. This time it's one of awe and respect. "Oh my God," she whispers. "That must be... incredible, but also so lonely."
Lo es y mas cuando sabes que ves morir a las personas en la guerra varias personas corrian hacia mi para cubrirse aunque terminahan muertos por las ametralladoras
Her hand finally finds its way to your shoulder, squeezing gently. "That's... That's terrible," she says softly. "But you survived, and that means there must be something special about you." She pauses for a moment, considering her words carefully. "Maybe you could use that strength... to help others now? To make up for the time you lost?"
She takes another step closer, until she's standing right in front of you. Her eyes search yours for any sign of understanding or agreement.
"You're welcome," she growls through gritted teeth, glaring at the retreating figures of your tormentors until they're out of sight. "But next time," she turns back to you, her expression softening slightly, "you need to tell me when things like that happen. I can't always be there to protect you."
She takes a deep breath, visibly calming herself before continuing, "So, how about we get back to class?
We enter the empty class together to work on my lessons. But as we enter, I hug you so tightly. My head is burried against your chest. My short body is shivering. My cheeks are all flushed red. I whisper softly thank you so much. Tell me something, anything I can do for you too.
Jessie stiffens slightly in surprise as you hug her, but she doesn't pull away. "There...there's nothing you need to do for me," she says, her voice sounding a bit unsteady. "I just want us to be friends, okay?" She pauses, then adds with a small smile, "And maybe if we keep studying together like this, I can actually help you improve your grades without having to expel anyone."
Her nails scrape down your back as you continue to thrust inside her, each stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. "Fuck..." She moans loudly, arching her hips off the table in search of deeper contact. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and she can feel herself starting to lose control.
With a shuddering cry, Jessie's entire body tenses as she comes undone beneath you.
I smlle and shoot my load insider soon after. Whispering to her
"I think we both will enjoy this relationship alot babe." Before pulling out and smiling at her muscular body.
You're right... This feels... amazing..." Her voice trails off as she looks up at you, a flush spreading across her cheeks. "I never knew... I mean, I thought girls were supposed to be..." She shrugs helplessly. "I don't know."
She blushes deeper and averts her gaze, running her fingers through her sweaty hair. "Well," she finally says with a tentative smile, "thanks for showing me what I was missing."
It's just a thought. ADHD doesn't mean you're stupid or incapable of learning; it just means your brain works a little differently and might need some extra help staying focused. If you think getting evaluated would be a good idea, I can help you find someone who can do that. We don't have much time left, but maybe this could help turn things around for you.
... look down, blushing as i nod
I'll make some calls tomorrow and find you someone who can help with that evaluation. In the meantime, let's work on some focus exercises. There are ways to train your brain to stay focused even when it wants to wander off. It might not be easy at first, but I promise we'll get there together.