shopee x lazada

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SHOPEES POV
                 after a few days of acting like im friends with lazada, ive gained around 50 fans. oh my god. i honestly thought that his plan wouldnt have worked. guess i was wrong. plus, i actually got closer to him..did i..actually become friends with him? hes pretty funny and considerate..i smile just thinking about him- UGH-WAIT. WHAT AM I THINKING? NO. i shake my head.
"you alright? ive been staring at you for a while now and you seem to be thinking about something." lazada scoots a little closer to me. KEEP IT COOL DONT SAY ANYTHING WEIRD, SHOPEE DONT SAY THAT YOU WERE THINKING ABOUT HI-
"just thinking about you." i gasp, covering my mouth. i blush heavily, making it seem like i like him. lazadas eyes widen.
"woah, really? thats cute." he scoots closer to me. i blush even more at him calling it cute.
"N-NO! W-WHAT I MEANT TO S-SAY WAS-" i get cut off.
"no, i know what you said was true. i learnt a lot about you in just a few days. youre quite talkative." lazada smirks. i groan, looking away from him. he teases me even more.
"urghhh...you can stop now.." i say, annoyed and obviously still flustered.
"fine, fine~" lazada giggles a bit. a few minutes pass and i was listening attentively to the teacher. suddenly out of nowhere, laz slips his hand onto my thigh. i shrieked.
"shopee." the teacher glares at me.
"s-sorry." i apologise. i looked over at him but he just acted like he never put his hand on my thigh. he just paid attention to the teacher. i blush heavily, looking down at his hand. he moved his hand futher up onto my crotch. i blush even more, flinching.
"h-hold o-on-" i cover my mouth, trying not to make a single noise as he strokes my fucking cock. fuuuccckkk. i could feel my cock get hard. what the fuck is this man thinking. he puts his hand away and i can see him smirk. this man..is leaving me to deal with..my own boner. i raise up my hand, asking if i could go to the toilet. i get up, pulling my shirt over my boner. i quickly rush to the toilet. i stepped into one of the stalls and locked the door. as i unzipped my pants, i heard a knock on the door.
"occupied!" i shout.
"its lazada, dummy." my eyes widen. i slowly unlock the door. he rushes inside and locks the door. i already knew what he wants to do.
"i can just do this on my own.." i put my hands on laz's chest, trying to push him away.
"no you cant." he whispers before licking my ear. i gasp.