say what I'm feeling

Eleanor shifted on her feet as Mr Hood shut the classroom door. She knew his intentions were innocent, but all the scenarios of what she could do while the door was closed ran through her mind, and she shifted once more to try and get those ideas away from her. When he moved back over, Eleanor bit her lip, because having the attractive man this damn close was almost intoxicating, and the smile that accompanied almost drove Eleanor wild. Listening to his words about Math, Eleanor watched him as he spoke, trying not to focus on his lips, but she nodded with his suggestion of tutoring sessions, wanting to take advantage of the help - and extra time to be around him. "Sure," she nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Sounds good."

Ashton couldn't help but laugh at Adrielle's words, but he noticed that she seemed to have adopted a more nervous demeanour. "Adrielle, there's no judgement from me." He kept his voice calm. "I failed English completely in high school, and here I am, teaching it." He leaned closer, mentally acknowledging that he was closing the gap between them a little more as he did so. "How about this - after school tutoring sessions. Just you and me." He smiled. "You can concentrate better and my attention will be on you and what you need help with." He suggested. "You're free to say no, but I just..." He shrugged, finding his own cocky demeanour evaporating so he could match her in that moment, but he studied her, and he felt his heart squeeze with adoration. "I want you to succeed, Adrielle."

Calum waited patiently for Eleanor’s decision, smiling to himself, enjoying watching her mannerisms, the way she shifted, the way she bit her lip - though that particular mannerism sent a rush through him that he didn’t want to admit to - and the way she tucked her hair behind her ear - a part of him, then, wishing he’d been the one to do it, but he quickly forced that thought away, instead focusing on her words. “Great, I’m glad to hear it,” he decided, his smile broadening to a small grin as he nodded slightly. “We can meet here after school today and, from there, we can decide what days work best for you for tutoring sessions?” Because, he swore, he’d make sure his schedule was completely open for her, no matter what days she preferred to meet, wanting to help her with her grades, but also wanting to spend as much time with her as he could. “We can figure out where to start, too, and I promise to do my best to help you out as much as I can.” A part of him wanted to reach out and try to reassure her or comfort her, but he held himself back, instead chewing on his own lip. “And, if this doesn’t work, we’ll try something else. We’ll keep trying until we figure out a tactic that works for you.” He smiled. “I promise.”

Adrielle could feel her chest tighten with hearing Ashton’s laughter, amazed with how comforting the sound was, and a part of her hated that she had to be comforted at all. She never really even cared about school in the first place, so her grades shouldn’t have mattered to her at all - and, normally, they wouldn’t, if it wasn’t for the fact that her teacher happened to be the most attractive sight she’d ever seen and that he was now aware of those grades. When he leaned closer, she couldn’t help but to want to close the gap more, watching him quietly, and she chewed on her lip as she listened to him, trying not to focus on how he clarified Just you and me, trying not to imagine how many scenarios could take place alone with him after school. The scenarios only got worse when he said his attention would be on her, and she quickly tried to rid herself of those thoughts, her tight hold on her backpack strap loosening, her heart almost igniting when he said he wanted her to succeed. “Okay,” she murmured eventually, nodding slowly, “Do we just meet here right after school, then?”

Eleanor studied Mr Hood for a long moment, but listened to him intently, always wanting to listen to him because already, she sought comfort from his voice, a rush that she couldn't quite explain, a rush that she enjoyed and had never felt with boys her own damn age. Still, she nodded, agreeing to meet with him after school, her heart doing jumping jacks with the thought. "Okay." She nodded, internally groaning when she saw him chewing on his lip, but she kept a straight face. "Thanks, Mr Hood." She averted her gaze from him, hitching her bag up again. "I'll see you later." She smiled. "Great job on your first day, by the way." She turned on her heel quickly - despite wanting to spend more time with him, but not allowing herself to in case her imagination wondered too far.

Ashton grinned when Adrielle agreed to the tutoring sessions. Ashton tried to keep his thoughts away from the thirty possible scenarios he could do to keep her occupied and focused on English, but smirking slightly, Ashton shook his head to rid himself of it, because while it wasn't illegal, it was certainly frowned upon. "Yep, right here." He grinned, shifting closer still, his eyes lingering on her lips for a long moment, licking over his own lips when he thought of closing the gap. Shooing those thoughts away, Ashton offered Adrielle a smile. "We can then decide what days fit you the best. I'll make sure I'm free, and we can get your grades back up." He offered her shoulder a gentle squeeze. "You're gonna be Shakespeare when I'm done with you."

Calum grinned slightly as he noticed Eleanor studying him and he couldn’t help but to watch her, waiting, but he nodded when she spoke. “I look forward to seeing you after school, then,” he told her - and he tried really hard to keep his words and even his thoughts professional, but he couldn’t help but to think of all the possibilities that could occur after school. With her parting words, though, he grinned. “Thank you. I hope you enjoy the rest of your first day.” And, he tried really hard not to stare at her ass while she walked away, but he couldn’t help it and he scrubbed at his face once she was gone before he breathed through his thoughts and went to sit back down while he waited for his next class to arrive.

Adrielle chewed on her lip when she saw Mr. Irwin lick his lips and she swore that she almost groaned, but she grinned as she listened to him, trying not to be affected by how close he was. Still, she nodded slightly. “Thank you, Mr. Irwin,” she murmured before she shifted to stand up, sliding her backpack on her shoulder. “I think you’ve definitely become my favorite teacher.” She smirked slightly before she turned to leave.



Throughout the day, Calum found his thoughts constantly drifting to Eleanor, and he found himself mentally counting down the minutes until school would end. During each lesson, he tried not to be distracted, but the thought of seeing her after school, of being alone with her, was enough to drive him up a wall already, and he wasn’t sure how he would survive actually being alone with her - but he was determined to help her and to spend more time with her. Looking to the clock as the time ticked away, he smiled when the last bell of the day finally rang and he stood up. “Alright, everybody, I’ll see you all tomorrow,” he told them, watching as they each left before he chewed on his lip and straightened out his clothes to make sure he looked presentable for when Eleanor came to the classroom, and he moved to look through his things for anything they would need - a calculator, an extra worksheet (because he figured that working on that would at least help them find a starting point), and a few pencils. Looking towards the door, he found himself waiting patiently, though nervous and excited about seeing Eleanor again.

Adrielle stood up from her desk in her final class when the bell finally rang, and she could feel her heart racing with the thought of returning to Mr. Irwin’s classroom, spending alone time with him, the possibilities endless - even if all the possibilities only served as daydreams. Chewing on her lip with the thought, she left her class and went to her locker to put away things she wouldn’t need, all while texting Eleanor. I’ve got a tutoring session, so I won’t be able to hang out, sorry! But, a part of her couldn’t wait to tell Eleanor about her Math teacher, and she grinned with the thought before she closed her locker and headed to Mr. Irwin’s classroom.

Ashton had thought about Adrielle's words all day. All throughout his classes, his mind had been entirely on her - her smile, her voice, her whole damn presence. He had stopped himself from feeling guilty about it during his second to last class for the day, because it wasn't as though he was going to act on his feelings; although if she gave him the green light, he wouldn't stop himself. But still, the thought of being Adrielle's favourite teacher made Ashton grin with pride. When he said goodbye to his final class, a group of first years who didn't know how to behave, Ashton grabbed a copy of Of Mice and Men, and a few blank pages of paper, figuring that, if he wasn't going to be too distracted by her, Ashton could start Adrielle somewhere easy. Putting two desks together so Ashton could keep an eye on Adrielle's progress, Ashton tried his hardest not to feel excited by the fact that he was about to spend an hour or so by himself with the most gorgeous girl in the school. Hearing a knock on his classroom door, Ashton's heart sped up and he grinned. "Come in." He called, leaning against his desk, sleeves rolled up and arms folded across his chest.

Eleanor waved goodbye to her History teacher as she exited the classroom, neatening out her t-shirt as she made her way to her locker. Hearing her phone beep in the pocket of her hoodie, Eleanor fished it out and smiled at Adrielle's text. What a coincidence, me too! So much to tell you, new Math teacher is a babe. Opening her locker and placing everything inside, except for her Math textbook, Eleanor took a deep breath and shut her locker, making her way to the classroom Mr Hood occupied. Knocking the door, Eleanor pushed it open without an invitation and looked around. "Mr Hood?" She called, stepping inside and smiling as she saw him, setting things up. "Hiya."

Adrielle grinned at her friend’s text. Even more of a coincidence, because my English teacher’s a total hottie. I’ll fill you in after! Pocketing her phone, she made her way into the classroom once she heard Mr. Irwin call out, and she tried not to admire the way he looked while leaning against the desk, the way the sleeves rolled up on his arms really defined his arms in general, or the way his grin made her heart ache in a way she wasn’t familiar with. “Hi, Mr. Irwin,” she greeted with a small grin as she made her way further into the class, though she made sure to close the door behind herself, figuring that it would block out the noise of the emptying hallway.

Calum looked up when he heard Eleanor’s voice and he swore, for a moment, he lost his breath, almost forgetting to breathe, and he grinned slightly. “Hi, Eleanor,” he greeted, his grin broadening, loving the way it felt to say her name, the way her name rolled off his tongue so easily, fluidly, but, more than anything, loving the way saying her name sent a thrill through him so quickly. Clearing his throat to rid himself of his thoughts, he smiled. “I think I have everything we’ll need for this. I figure we can work on the worksheet together, since it’s meant to give us a starting place, anyway.” He grinned, watching her before he motioned. “Come on, we can push a few desks together and get to work the moment you’re ready to.” And while a huge part of him just wanted to be near her, the bigger part wanted to help her and he tried to listen more to that part than anything, but he knew that she would just continue consuming his thoughts and he didn’t mind one bit. “How did the rest of your classes go?” he asked as he moved over to push a few desks together before he gathered what they’d need from his desk and brought them to the two student desks, watching her all the while, hopeful her day had gone well.

Ashton grinned over at Adrielle. "Hi Adrielle, come in." He stood up straight, his hands naturally falling into the pockets of his pants. "So, I pushed together two desks, figured we could work through what's bothering you step by step." He smiled, trying to remain professional, but struggling. Being alone with Adrielle like this was already driving him up the wall, and he wasn't even that close to her yet. "How did your first day of senior year go?" He asked, grabbing the work he had set out and placing it all on the desks, sitting in the chair and stretching his legs out, showing he was comfortable around Adrielle. "Oh, and uh, seeing as it's just us, you can call me Ashton." He looked over to her. "Or Ash, whatever tickles your fancy." He bit his lip.

Eleanor returned Calum's grin as she stepped into the classroom, shutting the door behind her to block out the noise of students, eager to get home in the hallway. "Sounds good." She nodded, dumping her bag by his teaching desk and helping him push two student desks together. "It was great." She smiled with a nod. "History last period really helped." She explained, sitting down at one of the chairs once the tables were pushed together, studying her teacher as he moved fluidly around the classroom, like he'd been teaching there for years. "How was your first day?"

Adrielle grinned slightly, perking up a bit with the thought of sitting next to Ashton at the desks, but she quickly pushed away the thoughts of the many opportunities that proximity would offer. Nodding instead, she moved over to the other desk, setting her bag down before she sat down. “It went well,” she assured, “I usually don’t attend the first few classes, but I managed to survive those.” She shrugged slightly. “How did your first day of teaching go?” Arching a brow, she peered over at him, though she felt her chest almost burst when he offered up the opportunity to call him by his first name, even more so when he bit his lip. “That’s a hard choice.” She grinned. “They both seem to suit you really well.”

Calum grinned, watching her for a moment as they pushed the desks together, unable to help but to take her in, memorizing everything he could about her with the fact that she was closer to him than she had been earlier. Still, he nodded. “I’m really glad to hear that,” he told her honestly, “Do you like History?” He arched a brow, curious, but smiled as he set everything down and sat down in the other seat, hyper aware of how close they were now, but doing his best not to be too affected by it. “My first day went well, I think. The first years were a bit of a handful, but nothing I couldn’t handle.” He grinned slightly, watching her. “Not to sound cocky or anything, of course.” Shrugging slightly, he chewed on his lip in thought before he smiled gently. “That aside, while we’re having these lessons, I think it would be okay to just call me Calum, if you want.”

Ashton smiled as Adrielle sat next to him, and he swore, in that moment, he almost became lovedrunk. He could smell her perfume, and just having her this close, having her right beside him, made Ashton feel like that's where she belonged, now and always. Studying her for a long moment, Ashton nodded. "You skip a lot?" He teased. "I'm honoured you came to my class." And although his tone was teasing, god dammit, he meant it more than he had ever meant anything else. Seeing her shrug though, Ashton nodded in understanding - he wasn't exactly an angel in school. "My first day was great." He smiled. "Last period was a nightmare, but I survived." He laughed, shaking his head. "Well thank you, Miss Adrielle." He grinned. "But as long as you're comfortable, you can call me whatever you want."

Eleanor looked to Mr Hood as she sat down, playing with the drawstrings of her hoodie as he sat beside her, and she bit her lip, smiling all the while, at being this close to him, closer than she had been earlier that day. The smell of his cologne was stronger now, and she could feel the warmth of his skin so close to her, and it was almost intoxicating. "I do." She nodded, shifting in her seat so she could face him more, resting her head in her hand as she watched him, but she laughed with his words. "First years suck." She told him with a wink, but hearing his words about calling him Calum, Eleanor blinked in surprise, nodding. "Okay, Calum." She smiled. "Calum suits you."

Adrielle grinned slightly with Ashton’s question and she shifted, ducking her head in amusement. “Well, somebody obviously didn’t look at my attendance record,” she joked lightly, “I attend for the important stuff, hence the usually good grades, outside of English. It’s been that way since my first year, but I promised my parents I’d at least try this year, so here I am, attending classes and agreeing to tutoring sessions.” Of course, her promise to her parents had been the last thing on her mind when she’d agreed to the tutoring sessions, but she knew better than to tell Ashton the real reason she’d agreed to the idea. “I’m glad you survived, at least.” Smiling slightly, she watched him, trying not to get too lost in just taking him in, but she chewed on her lip for a moment. “I wouldn’t exactly give out that option, if I were you. Who knows what I’d call you, then?”

Calum smiled as he watched her, though he tried not to focus on her lips when she bit her lip, a part of him unable to help it even when he forced his gaze away as much as he could. Clearing his throat, he nodded. “History’s an interesting subject,” he admitted with a small grin, “I can understand why you’d enjoy it.” He watched as she shifted, resting her head in her hand, and he couldn’t help but to love the way it sounded when she laughed, swearing it made his heart race all the more all while simultaneously putting his heart at ease. And, seeing her wink filled him with a warmth he hadn’t known was even possible, but he tried not to acknowledge it in favor of grinning. “I wouldn’t necessarily say they suck. We were all first years at one point.” He grinned teasingly, shrugging slightly, but his heart swelled so much when he heard her call him by his name, his grin broadening because he’d never heard his name sound so amazing before. “Thank you. I guess my parents must have picked out a great name, in that case.”

Ashton grinned with Adrielle's teasing. "Oi, your attendance is pretty good, considering you feel the need to be Queen Bee." He teased, shifting a little closer without even thinking about it, thinking about the consequence. "I think it's awesome though, that you're sticking to your promise." He told her honestly, studying her closely as he bit his lip with the thought of moving a tiny bit closer, wanting to have that contact because the connection was beginning to become a little too difficult to ignore. Still, he smiled with pride with her words. "Thanks!" He grinned. "Well, you could call me Ash, or Ashton, or babe... whatever you prefer." He winked, pulling the Of Mice and Men book closer, almost holding his breath as he waited for Adrielle to register what he just said, hoping she wouldn't consider him to be creepy, or a pervert.

Eleanor grinned when she noticed Calum glance at her lips, forcing his gaze away after a short moment, and she began to wonder if she had any affect on him. Hearing him clear his throat, she concentrated more on him, though, eager to pay attention to his voice, his words, and when he watched her, looked to her, she took a moment to glance at his eyes - matching the colour of coffee, and she took a second to just admire him. "I wanna be a History teacher." She admitted, but quickly changed the subject when he followed through with the conversation about first years, but she laughed. "I know I sucked as a first year, Calum, did you?" She nudged him, loving how natural it was to be herself around him. "They certainly did. But you make it your name, you know?"

Adrielle made a joking face at Ashton’s teasing, but she grinned slightly. “I try very hard to maintain my Queen Bee status, thank you very much,” she chimed easily in response, chewing on her lip when she noticed him shift closer and a part of her couldn’t help but to shift a little closer to him herself, watching him idly. “They’re my parents. I owe them this much at least.” She shrugged gently, offering a smile, though she paused as she processed his words, watching him with mild surprise, though she couldn’t help the amused and almost mischievous grin that formed on her features. “Babe, huh? I kind of like the sound of it.” While she kept her tone casual, she chewed on her lip, ignoring the way her heart raced. “It would really suck if just anybody could call you babe, though.”

Calum looked to Eleanor when she mentioned wanting to be a History teacher and his heart swelled - both because he wanted to encourage this dream of hers and because her dream was so similar to his. “I think you’d make an amazing History teacher,” he told her with a small grin, because he’d seen her grades in History and she seemed to truly excel in that class. “If that’s what you really want to do, you should definitely go for it. The world always needs more teachers.” His smile softened as he watched her, though his grin returned, broader this time, when she nudged him, and he loved the way the simple contact sent such a rush through her. “Oh, you don’t even want to know what I was like as a first year.” He laughed, unable to help it, truly enjoying himself in her presence, and he grinned. “Yeah, I think you’re right there. Your name suits you really well, too. I can admit I enjoy the way it sounds.” And a part of him, in that moment, could imagine breathing her name in the early hours after sleeping through the night or even just barely managing her name through other less innocent scenarios, and he shook his head to rid himself of those thoughts.

Ashton grinned when he noticed Adrielle move closer to him, and he so desperately wanted to close the gap, but decided to bide his time. "The Queen Bee thing suits you," and he meant it. Power, control, it looked so damn good on Adrielle, and Ashton wondered if she would take control in other aspects of life. Biting his lip at his less than innocent thoughts, Ashton's eyes studied Adrielle carefully as she spoke of her parents, and he returned her smile, making sure to be genuine, wanting her to know that he respected her and admired her for thinking so highly of them. "You're a great kid, Adrielle." He told her with a fond smile. But when he saw her mischievous grin, Ashton smirked. "Is it bad that the only girl I want to call me babe is you?" He asked, leaning in a little more, brushing his lips against hers as he spoke.

Eleanor blinked with Calum's encouragement, but she smiled widely. "Thank you." She told him, almost quietly, appreciating it more than she could express verbally, biting her lip. "Hearing such a great teacher say that, it means a lot." She told him, tightening her ponytail to distract her hands when she saw his grin, biting her lip. "I'd love to know what you were like as a first year." She grinned back, nudging him with her foot. "Go on, I bet you were trouble." She teased, but her grin widened with his compliment to her name, and she couldn't help envision him moaning out her name in slightly guilty circumstances. Biting her lip with the thought, Eleanor shifted closer. "Yeah?" She asked, keeping her voice innocent. "I like the way it sounds coming from you."

Adrielle couldn’t help her grin with the topic of Queen Bee, and she watched him for a moment. “I’m not sure how much of a compliment that is,” she murmured jokingly, “Because that could easily mean that you think I’m a bitch.” She grinned, regardless, amused either way, and she tried not to watch the way he bit his lip, swearing she’d never seen a sight more tempting. She listened quietly to him, her heart pounding in her chest as she registered his words, and she grinned when she felt his lips brush against hers. “I don’t think that’s bad at all,” she breathed out over his lips before she leaned forward more, connecting their lips fully, and she grinned against his lips, unable to help it.

Calum grinned with the mention of it, shaking his head. “You really don’t have to thank me, Eleanor,” he told her gently, “I have all the faith in the world in you, and I’ll do whatever I can to help you in your journey to becoming the best History teacher ever.” He winked teasingly, allowing himself to be a little braver because she could either feel the same way about him or he could pretend that she was misinterpreting everything he was doing if she ended up questioning it. “Oh, I was definitely trouble.” He laughed. “Pretty rebellious myself. I think you would have liked me.” He grinned, chewing on his lip with the thought, though he watched her when she shifted closer, chewing on his lip a little harsher as he returned the favor, wanting to be as close to her as he could, though his chest ignited with her words. “Yeah? I guess I’ll have to keep saying it, then, Eleanor.” And, watching her, he hoped that he was reading the signs right, that he wasn’t the one misinterpreting things, and he shifted, lifting his hand to lightly rest it against her cheek, running his thumb over the skin there. “It might just be one of my favorite things to say at this point.” His grin softening, he watched her but shifted a bit to lean forward, pressing his lips to hers gently, hoping he was reading everything correctly - otherwise, he just overstepped the biggest line in the world, and the last thing he ever wanted was to make Eleanor uncomfortable.

Ashton grinned as Adrielle made the first initiation to kiss him, but he returned her kiss, gently cupping her cheek within his hand, tugging at her lower lip playfully. "You're not a bitch, you're fucking amazing." Ashton murmured into Adrielle's lips, so addicted to how she tasted already. Pressing another kiss to Adrielle's lips, Ashton shifted, his free hand resting on Adrielle's hip, and he decided, there and then, that he would never regret this. "Fuck, Adrielle." He groaned. "Do you know what you've done to me today?" He asked, his voice low, heavy. She had such an affect on him, but not in just one way, but rather, in a million ways. And Ashton wanted Adrielle all for himself, and he didn't care if that made him selfish. But he held himself back, because the last thing he wanted to do, especially now, was scare Adrielle away.

Eleanor grinned with Calum's words, biting her lip. "Well, I could say I learned from the best Math teacher ever." She nudged him once more, seeing him gain confidence and hoping she was reading the signs he was giving her right. "Oh?" She laughed. "Imagining you as a rebel, that's pretty damn hot." She admitted. "But I like you now, so I definitely would of liked you then." She told him, her eyes falling, once again, to his lips, nearly groaning as he moved closer, chewing on his lip, groaning slightly when he spoke her name in such a way. "You're so damn addicting, Calum." She told him as he cupped her cheek, but as his lips pressed to hers, Eleanor returned the kiss with adoration, closing the gap between them as she wrapped an arm around his neck.

Adrielle laughed quietly against Ashton’s lips, grinning with the fact that he was returning the kiss, loving the way kissing him made her feel like she was on top of the world, like it was the best high to exist. “Yeah?” she asked quietly, nipping at his lip with a grin, “I’m not a kid, either, you know.” And, when he kissed her again, she couldn’t help but to shift closer to him, wanting to be as close to him as possible, but swearing that she’d never be close enough. “I think I could take a guess, considering it’s probably dangerously close to what you’ve done to me.” And, she loved it, she enjoyed every moment of it, never wanting to lose the feeling Ashton gave her.

Calum couldn’t help but to enjoy the way Eleanor returning his kiss spread such a warmth through his chest that he hadn’t even known existed. “I wouldn’t say the best,” he murmured against her lips with a small grin, though his grin broadened with her considering the thought of him being a rebel being hot. “Lucky me, in that case, because the thought of ever having your attention on me is pretty damn amazing.” And, he had no qualms with hiding how he felt, what he thought, now that he knew that he could share all of that. His thumb running over her cheek still, he deepened the kiss just slightly, enough to let her know that he meant every word he spoke, and every action held its own meaning as well, the thought causing him to rest a hand on her hip, drawing her just a little closer when she wrapped her arm around his neck. “Dammit, you’re all I’ve thought about all day, Eleanor, it’s driven me crazy.” He chuckled against her lips, grinning as he nipped at her lip, loving the way it felt to have her like this with him.

Ashton grinned as he heard Adrielle's laugh, swearing he'd never heard anything sweeter. "Yeah." He grinned, shifting gently to take her hands in his own, pulling her to him so she was straddling his lap, instead of being sat away from him. Any distance was too big, and Ashton wanted Adrielle as close as he could get her. Resting his hands against her hips, Ashton squeezed gently and grinned with her words. "Damn right you're not, you're a lady." He smiled up at her, kissing her, moving to kiss and nip at her jawline. "Mm, I'm glad to know I've driven you crazy. Because you," his hands squeezed once more. "Have driven me wild. And I love it." He spoke into her skin, smirking. "God, Adrielle, I never wanna lose this."

Eleanor grinned, adoring how Calum's kiss made Eleanor feel like she was worthy of something, of this incredible thing she and Calum seemed to share. "Well I say the best, so shut it." She teased, tugging at his lower lip playfully, kissing him once more, twice more, completely addicted to him. "Who couldn't pay attention to you?" She chimed back easily in response, playing with his hair, loving how the gesture relaxed her. Feeling his thumb run over her cheek, and feeling Calum deepen the kiss, Eleanor grinned into the kiss, shifting closer. "Yeah?" She murmured. "Good. Because I haven't been able to concentrate, knowing you were in here, knowing I was coming here." She admitted, groaning as he nipped her lip.

Adrielle gave a quiet noise of surprise when Ashton pulled her to him and she grinned slightly, adjusting herself until she was comfortable on his lap, her arms sliding around his neck gently. “Glad to see you noticed,” she murmured teasingly, enjoying the kiss while it lasted before she shuddered when he kissed and nipped at her jawline, even more when his hands squeezed her hips. Chewing on her lip, she closed her eyes, adjusting her neck a bit for easier access to her jawline, her fingers toying with his hair as she pressed close to him. “Dammit, Ash, nobody’s ever had this effect on me.” Grinning, she slid her hands back around to the front of his shirt, her fingers trailing down his chest a little teasingly.

Calum couldn’t help but to laugh against Eleanor’s lips when he heard her words, not wanting to pull apart from her, ever. “Cheeky, aren’t you?” he teased lightly, returning each kiss she gave him, his other hand moving to rest on her other hip before he gently drew her closer, drawing her from her seat and onto his lap instead, where he kissed her again and again, needing the contact, the affection, the weight of her on his lap being the best feeling in the world. Lifting his hand, then, he gently brushed stray strands of hair out of her face, before he moved to kiss at her jawline, then her neck, grinning against her skin there. “I couldn’t concentrate, either,” he admitted, nipping at her skin gently as he held her closer to himself, “I was counting down the minutes until classes would end, until I’d get to see you again. I couldn’t wait for you to be back in here.”

Having Adrielle in his lap, having her arms around him, being the center of her attention was enough to drive Ashton's natural high even further. "God, Adrielle, you're perfect, do you know that?" He groaned, shifting from her jawline to kiss her neck, ghosting his lips down to her shoulder, nipping at the skin there, squeezing her hips once more as she adjusted her neck. Feeling her fingers in his hair, Ashton groaned into her skin. "Good," Ashton smirked. "I want to have this effect on you, now and always." And he meant it, because she was so damn addictive, Ashton planned to make her hers, in every damn sense of the word, because there was no way he could ever walk away from her, this feeling she gave him. When he felt her fingers trailing down his chest, Ashton nipped at her neck in return with a school boy smirk, and he peered up at her. "You little madam."

"You think that's cheeky, you've got so much more coming." Eleanor laughed into Calum's lips, completely addicted to him, afraid that if she pulled away, he would disappear. She never wanted to pull away anyway, he was so damn perfect. As Calum tugged her onto his lap, Eleanor found herself instantly comfortable and happy, and she tugged Calum's lower lip once more with the thought, because being in his embrace meant so much to her. However, when Calum's lips moved to her jawline, down to her neck, Eleanor moaned quietly, her head falling back slightly to give Calum more space. "Shit," she whined, her hands trailing from his neck, down to his chest, down to his stomach, making sure her touches were feather light. "I'm here now. I'm not going anywhere."

Adrielle couldn’t help but to grin when she heard Ashton’s words. “I’m glad you think so,” she admitted in a quiet murmur, though she shuddered when Ashton kissed to her neck, letting out a quiet noise when he nipped at her skin, and she pressed closer to him, her grin broadening. “Dammit, Ash,” she nearly whined when he nipped at her neck, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as she grinned. Shifting, she cupped his face to press her lips to his again, grinning against his lips as she tugged at his lower lip. “Good thing I never wanna lose the way you affect me, because, dammit, it’s amazing.”

Calum chuckled quietly when he heard her words and he drew her as close as he could manage, his hands resting on her hips as he squeezed around him gently. “In that case, I certainly look forward to seeing all that’s to come,” he told her quietly, nipping at her neck gently, grinning with the sound of her moans, the sound drawing a happy noise from him in return, because the sound of her moan was so melodic and addicting, he just wanted to hear more of it. Seeing that she’d given him more space to kiss her neck, he grinned, holding her closer as he brushed his lips against her skin, though he shuddered when he felt her hands trailing down his chest and stomach, causing him to shift slightly the closer she got to where he so desperately wanted her. “Good. I want you here, always.” Grinning, he kissed lower, to her collarbone, his thumbs rubbing gentle circles into her hips through her shirt. “Because you’re absolute perfection and I can’t wait to have this, with you, forever.”