Marked Mess

We were at school, in English third period. My girlfriend of 4 months was sat opposite me with those eyes. The eyes of desperation.

I could tell she needed something, I just didn't know what. I asked her if she was okay and she said she was fine. Yet she was sat there, giggling to herself which is a clear indication into what she wants.
I told her to meet me in the toilets at lunch so I was able to make her feel what she clearly wanted.

-TIME SKIP TO LUNCH-

She was already in the agreed cubical when I was there.

"You a little desperate baby?" I asked.

"Yes. Yes I am. I crave your touch."She quitelty replies.

I knew it, I just knew it. I walked into the same cubical trying not to make it obvious as if what I was about to do. I began to glide my fingers up her shirt to carefully un-hinge the clasp that keeps her bra closed. It dropped to the floor which was quickly followed by her shirt, then her trousers. She was left standing there with only her underwear on "god she's so perfect in everyway" I thought to myself as I look her up and down deciding on my next move.
I started to flow kisses down her neck making sure to leave marks that clearly state she is my property and no one else's for that matter of fact.
I got to her collar bone and stopped abruptly before smashing my lips on to hers whilst attempting to be silent to make sure we didn't get caught.
She moved my hand to where she wanted it but I stopped. Looked at her and said..

"god you really are such a desperate slut arnt you baby. You can wait till we get home"

She dressed herself as I walked out as if nothing had just happened. Leaving her there in the clearly marked mess she was in.

End of Part 1 ❤️
Part 2 coming soon if you enjoyed this part! 🫶🏻 ~346 words~