Locked Up – Chapter Nine
Tim Macer
Just as I was about to bend her over one of the lab tables and rip the lab coat of her body, the door opened. I groaned out load and shot a glare at whoever was standing in the doorway, what happened to be our science teacher, Mrs. Woods.
"Oh, Lily, you are still here!" she exclaimed as she entered the classroom carrying another rack of test tubes. She put them down on the teacher's desk before turning around to face us. Right now, I was so pissed at her for ruining Lily and I's 'moment'. On the other hand, I also realized she could have walked in on us. That would've been a lot less pretty.
"I already finished the experiment, I was about to bring these to the washer," Lily answered, pointing at the rack of test tubes. I leant against the table a bit to hide my 'problem', shooting Mrs. Woods an awkward smile.
"And Mr. Macer was here to help you cleaning the classroom?" Mrs. Wood guessed, her gaze averting from me to Lily.
"Yes," Lily answered. Cleaning the classroom, my ass. If Mrs. Wood wouldn't have entered, we would have made the classroom even messier. I inhaled sharply, the most vulgar images flashing through my mind.
While Mrs. Woods kept rummaging through her bag in search of god-knows-what, I decided to help Lily carrying the rack over to the kitchenette that belonged to the science classroom. As soon as I had put the rack onto one of the counters, Lily turned around to face me.
She swallowed hard, the nervousness visible in her eyes. I wondered why she could be nervous all of a sudden. Just a minute ago, she seemed more daring than ever.
"Look, Tim," she started, her eyes boring into mine. "I don't think this is a good idea. You know – what's going on between us."
My heart plummeted to the ground as my mouth fell open. She couldn't possibly be serious about this.
"W-what?" I asked, stuttering. I examined her face and caught her biting the inside of her cheek as if she was restraining herself from doing something. For a moment she tore her gaze away, thinking, before looking at me again.
"I'm losing my self-control. I wasn't joking when I said I had been extremely hormonal lately. And obviously, you've got the same problem," she pointed out, her gaze shifting to my crotch for a moment.
The bulge was still visible, making me curse under my breath. Knowing that this wouldn't go away unless I took a cold shower frustrated me even more. Or maybe, I just needed something warm and wet wrapped around my cock – I would love to see Lily drop to her knees in front of me. What the hell was I thinking?
"If we continue.. turning each other on like this, we will end up worse than making a mess of the science classroom," she whispered. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, making me smirk. She acted like she didn't like the idea, but I knew better.
"Yeah, I think it would be smart to learn how to control ourselves. But we're not going to ignore each other, right?" I asked, shivers running down my spine at the thought of losing my only friend. Yeah, I considered her a friend now.
"No, of course not!" she exclaimed. "I actually want to spend more time with you. You're cool to hang out with." She shot me a smile which I returned, feeling somewhat relieved.
"You better hurry up, kids! I want to lock the classroom and I'm done here," Mrs. Woods announced, interrupting our conversation. We quickly split up and started wiping the tables and putting the stuff Lily had used back into one of the white cupboard in the back of the classroom.
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Locked Up
Romance[UPDATED WEEKLY] Teenagers all have one thing in common: their hormones are raging. Some teenagers can control them, others don't. Those others being the popular high school sweetheart Lily Brooks and the bullied nerd Tim Macer. One thing is certain...