Adam Douglas imagines

Grading System

I sat up at my desk bored out of my mind and I knew the last four pages were nothing but soup in my brain, I had the salt lamp growing across my desk, the little dehumidifier on spraying little puffs of water vapour across the room, a lavender incense stick in the window attempting to force me to relax as I read over this textbook. 

"Hi! Hi!" I heard from the door I didn't even glance at her 

"Hi sugar cookie"

"how goes the revision?" she giggled laying on my bed 

"Bad"

"Ohh?"

"Bad. very bad. nothing is sinking in."

"Ohhh adam, my poor baby." she cooed coming to cuddle me I smiled and held her arms giving her a kiss and inhaling her sweet vanilla scent "it's okay"

"I know It's just this is a big exam. this is sixty percent of my grade in one exam paper" I explain "If I get anything lower than a C+ my dad will disown me" 

"I'm sure you'll be okay adam, the top of your class"

"I know but my brain is soup. It's nothing a mess of words I can't recall anything. I have read in the last sixteen hours"

"Ohh adam I think you need a break" she says "Come on, come and rest the eyes"

I sighed but went and laid on the bed with her resting my eyes for a moment 

"You'll be fine adam"

"You think so?"

"I know so, your my clever boy" she giggled letting me lay with my head in her lap so she could pet my hair and stoke my back 

"Ummmmmm I am?"

"my cleverest boy"

"that's not a word sugar cookie"

"See, cleverest" she cooes 

"Ummm this helps sugar cookie"

"It does?"

"Very much" 

"Good" she giggled "You know you'll get a good grade, your the best in your class and you've been revising so hard. I'm sure your father won't be angry with you no matter your grade"

"You haven't met my dad yet remember

"Still" she smiled "it's okay you won't come out empty-handed no matter your grade"

"Oh? why?"

"With my grading system"

"your grading system?" I laughed

"Ummm hum"

"what's your grading system then?" I asked her 

"well. If you get a U then you only get a kiss"

"I should hope I don't get a U"

"well just in case"

"Alright, if I get an F?"

"Then you get kisses and you get to fondle my boobs"

"under or over the shirt?"

"Depends, if it and F that was almost a U over if its an F that was almost a D under"

"Ummm alright what about a D? do I get to snuggle with you Ds?"

"firstly their double d so your analogy falls apart there adam, but No a D gets your kisses and a hand job"

"Ooohhh does it? that would be a good consolation price, what about a C?"

"Well a C gets you a Blow job" she giggled still petting my hair 

"does it! ooohhh"

"and if you get a B"

"Ummm yes sugar cookie?"

"then you get sexy times"

"do I? for a B?"

"Yep"

"I need to go revise"

"No you don't know the top of the grading system?"

"Ohh? what happens if I get an A?"

"Then you get sexy time"

"Oh?"

"But"

"But?"

"But I'm on top" she giggled

"Ohhh... so you- so you'll ride me?"

"Yep"

"I really need to revise!" I jumped getting out of bed and going back to my desk and tried to read my book 

"What about if you get an A*?"

"An A*! what will you do if I get an A*?" I asked turning to see her giggling on the bed "Y/n?"

"Ummm" she giggled 

"Y/n... will... will you? do what... do what I think you will?"

"Ummmm hum" she nods

"You'll let me?" 

"Yep" she giggled 

"YOU'LL LET ME DO ANAL!"

"Of course, if you get an A* with evidence"

"I must learn! I must revise!"