My Youth is Yours (RPDR Multiship)

Forty-Six

❌Smut in Jasmine's POV because,,,I wanted to write Bratsco

Jasmine's POV:
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Now with it being the last few days before winter break, there really wasn't much time left before the wedding. So to say we were stressing the fuck out was an understatement.

I shivered as I stepped back into our room after class, pulling my scarf off and dropping it to the side. Since this would also be our last few days staying in the dorms, we had to pack up pretty much everything. Which also added to the stress.

Bosco was busy at her desk, editing the last of her project that we had spent the last few nights helping her finish. She hardly noticed me coming in, feeling around for one of the many Monster cans surrounding her. I shook my head, walking up behind her. "Sco?"

Bosco tore her eyes away from her laptop screen, immediately beaming. "Oh thank God- now you can distract me." She held her arms out, a smile on her face.

It was very tempting, but I knew she wasn't completely finished yet. I kissed her forehead softly and twirled a strand of her hair. "Not yet. You really need to finish your project."

Bosco pouted, taking my hands to keep me from pulling away. "But I've been working on it for so long-"

"I would love to distract you, but you waited until the last minute to do all of your work. So you need to do that first." I kissed the top of her hand and managed to pull mine away from her grasp. I had a feeling I knew what she was doing.

Bosco narrowed her eyes, standing up and quickly wrapping her arms around my waist. "No." She said defiantly, pressing up against my hips.

Of course she wasn't going to listen. But I didn't give in, laying my hands on her hips. Bosco looked victorious for a moment, thinking she was getting her way until I picked her up and sat her back down in her desk chair.

"Yes." I smiled, squeezing her hips before letting go of her. Bosco groaned, crossing her arms and refusing to touch her laptop again.

"No." She said angrily. "I'm not doing it."

"I hate to break it to you, but you're gonna fail if you don't do it." I told her, trying to hide my smirk as I pulled my jacket off and tossed it to the side. "So I suggest you do it."

Bosco was quiet, but I could feel her eyes on me as I changed. "...You can't make me." She said smugly.

I stopped, turning around to face her again. "Oh I can't, huh?"

Bosco just smiled, hands folded in her lap innocently. "Nope." She said. "You can't."

I waited for a moment before slowly approaching her, taking her chin in my hand and tilting her head up so she was looking up. Bosco squeaked, her eyes going wide as I leaned down closer to her.

"You sure about that?" I asked, keeping eye contact with her. "You really don't think I can make you?"

Bosco bit her lip, squirming in her seat. "Y-You can't make me. No matter how hard you try."

I hummed, letting go of her chin and walking to the nightstand. I had an idea to get her working. "Bend over your desk."

Bosco's face went red as she watched me. "W-Why?-"

"Bend over your desk." I said again as I stripped, opening the drawer and pulling out our strap-on. I glanced over to see Bosco doing as she was told, her thighs pressed tight together.

I fastened the straps around my waist, smiling when Bosco watched me and bit her lip. "M-Min..."

"Hush. I'm gonna encourage you." I said, taking a seat in her desk chair and sliding my hands underneath her skirt. Bosco shivered under my touch, and I slowly pulled down the thong she wore and tossed it to the side.