Nova Academy

Distractions

Steven whined pitifully. "I just got them all of the dietary restrictions on another list months ago, you don't have to do the extra work of organizing it!"

Connie shook her head, not looking away from the papers and typing up a more  comprehendible list. "Someone sounds needy."

He flushed. "No one said that. I'm saying you're doing extra work."

"Mmhm." She'd been lying on her stomach but lifted her butt in the air with an enticing wiggle. He was behind her in an instant, gripping her hips to grind against himself.

"Okay. Maybe I had an ulterior motive, but I did do the work first," He mumbled. "Why are these leggings so textured?" The ridges were heavenly against him.

She added another column to her spreadsheet and opened another tab before she answered. "Mmm... I think I got them to show off my butt after I started squatting again. Are there really students allergic to fruits and vegetables, or are you fucking with me?"

"Well I'm trying to." She grumbled and he sighed. "Only two for certain. It's called... FPA or something." He slowed his movements and shuddered with delight. He loved that she was just letting him play with her while she worked. He could definitely get used to this.

"OAS or Food Pollen Allergy Syndrome. I've heard of it but let me look it up." She was starting to sound breathless and he smiled down at her. "I'll look into it really quick so I can get the full list."

She typed it in and scrolled for a second. The images tab seemed to be an easier find and she skimmed through all of the vegetables on one.

"Was I right?"

She nodded. "These people are going to die before 80. There's at least 30 fruits and vegetables on here that we'd need to avoid raw cross contamination with. Did– did they give you actual lists?"

She pressed into him harder and he gritted his teeth with the effort it took not to move too quickly. He wanted to savor this. "Yeah," He breathed.

"What?" She peeked back at him.

He cleared his throat and tried again. "Yeah, that's why there are so many vegetables. Did you know that bananas and avocados trigger latex allergies?"

She smiled widely. "I did not." His hands finally let go of her hips and wandered up her back, not going anywhere in particular, but simply enjoying where they went.

He liked the curve in a woman's back, right before her bottom. That dip had his attention now and his thumb followed it as it dropped and rose again. He hadn't really truly gotten to admire her often, she made his mind blank. His love surpassed her understanding, he knew. Hers didn't fit into his brain, not really. Her pieces were jagged and complex, and his were smooth and large. But looking down at her butt pressed against his crotch, he couldn't help but notice the way he fit perfectly between her cheeks. How his hands were just wide enough to grab her hips. How she was tall enough that he never had to crouch too far to kiss her.

His breathing became strained. "Ni–,"

"Go ahead," Though she was preoccupied, he could hear she wanted him.

To his right, Connie's door was shut but he could hear the front door open as Anna returned. She messed around in the kitchen, pots clanging together while he pulled her leggings down and off. His finger traced down her bottom and over her pussy lips, then in between. He loved that she spread her legs, and even more the shaky sigh accompanied by the slickness she had there.

"We have to be quiet," Connie whispered. "I have to finish this by 7."

"Don't mind me, worry about keeping yourself quiet. I have self control," He chuckled quietly. "Why are you so soaked, huh?"