Pleasing

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Jennifer POV

My body was hot after me and Marcel had our secret cuddle session.

"Thank you for driving me uh... home..." I mumble, looking at him. He was leaning against the door like one of those cool motorcycle dudes.

"Will we ever see each other again?" I blurt out. I don't want to stop seeing him. He's nice and a really good listener.

"Yes." He speaks, and I smile.

"What are you doing Thursday?" he asks. His voice was still raspy and deep, but it always is.

"I have classes," I mumble as school pushes into my mind. I've been doing well.

His eyes pierce into me.

"C-college classes! Not high school... I'm in my 3rd year..." I explain.

He nods slowly.

"I'll pick you up then," he says before standing.

"Can I uh... get another hug?" I ask as I poke at the same sweatpants layered over my dress.

He hums lazily, opening his arms. I smile wider and wrap my arms around his body. His hands land right back where they were not too long ago. I stand on my tiptoes, but he just easily lifts me up, and I giggle.

"J'en peux pas avoir assez de toi," he mumbles. (I can't get enough of you.)

He soon sets me down and slowly fixes my now nonexistent bun.

"Thank you for everything," I mumble.

"Go eat lunch, chaton." He squeezes my waist, and I nod.

My legs quickly move up the stairs to my apartment. I unlock the door, seeing no one in sight, but soon hear the TV running in Zenday's room. I knock on her door, and she groans, mumbling an "open."

"Hey, I'm home," I say, and she gasps.

"Where have you been?" she asks, smiling but still in bed. "I've been— are those boy clothes? Are you not a virgin anymore? My baby! I thought you were waiting!" she rambles, and my eyes widen.

"N-no!" I yelp.

I didn't tell her much. Or anything. Just the incident and how some guy helped me out, but I fell asleep from tiredness.

"Okay, good." She smiles, and I nod, walking out.

My body was so sick of the dress, so I quickly slip it off, but I leave Marcel's clothes on. They smell so good!

My desk was nicely organized, and I sit on my spinny chair. My bio class is my hardest subject, so I quickly start with the leftover homework.

Tomorrow, I have Bio, Spanish, and then Psychology.

My butt sat in this chair for a good 2 hours until I felt a ping go off on my phone.

Unknown: Hey chaton.

Marcel!

I can't help but smile softly and quickly respond:

J: Hiii!

I quickly change the contact name to Pine tree 🌲.

Pine tree 🌲: Have you eaten?

My heart drops, and I debate lying or not, but I can't. It's not nice.

J: no...

Pine tree 🌲: Eat. Now.

I sigh and set my phone down as I go make myself a nice grilled cheese. It was nice and crispy! I grab the chips and slide some on the plate, and I quickly shuffle into my room.