Highschool Lovers

AH! (smut)

I'm lying in bed, naked and panting, with Adrien Agreste, my boyfriend and the object of my desires for years, between my legs. His tongue is working magic on me, and I'm close to reaching my peak when suddenly, my phone rings. It's my best friend, Gemma, who's like a sister to me. I hesitate, but Adrien dares me to pick it up and act like nothing's wrong.

"Hey, Gemma," I answer, trying to keep my voice steady. Adrien purposely keeps making me hitch my breath, and I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning out loud.

"Hey, what are you up to?" Gemma asks, suspicious.

"Just, uh, studying," I lie, as Adrien continues his assault on my senses. I can feel myself getting closer to the edge, but I don't want to come yet, not while I'm on the phone with Gemma.

"Studying, huh?" Gemma says, clearly not buying it. "At ten at night? On a Saturday?"

"Yeah, well, some of us have to work for our grades," I retort, trying to keep the conversation light. But Adrien's got other ideas. He starts to suck harder on my clit, and I can't help but cry out.

"Are you okay?" Gemma asks, alarmed. "You sound like you're in pain."

"I'm fine," I gasp, trying to catch my breath. "Just, uh, dropped something."

Adrien chooses that moment to slide a finger inside me, and I have to stifle a scream. I can feel myself on the verge of coming, and it takes every ounce of self-control I have not to let out a loud moan.

"You don't sound fine," Gemma says, her voice filled with concern. "Should I come over?"

"No, no, it's fine," I say, trying to sound reassuring. "I just need to, uh, focus on my studies."

"Okay, if you're sure," Gemma says, still sounding worried. "But call me if you need anything, okay? You know I'm always here for you."

"Thanks, Gemma," I say, feeling a pang of guilt for lying to her. "I really appreciate it."

We hang up, and I let out a sigh of relief. Adrien looks up at me, his lips glistening with my juices.

"That was close," he says, smirking.

"Tell me about it," I say, still trying to catch my breath. "Gemma's like a bloodhound when it comes to sniffing out my lies."

"Well, she didn't figure out what we were really doing," Adrien says, crawling up the bed to kiss me.

"No, but she came pretty close," I say, kissing him back. "I'm surprised she didn't guess."

"Maybe she just doesn't want to think about her best friend having sex," Adrien says, chuckling.

"Or maybe she's just that good at reading people," I say, grinning.

We lie there for a moment, our bodies pressed together, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. Then, Adrien's stomach rumbles, and we both laugh.

"I guess I worked up an appetite," he says, grinning.

"Well, I'm starving too," I say, sitting up. "Want to order a pizza?"

"Sure," Adrien says, nodding. "And maybe we can have dessert later?"

"I think that can be arranged," I say, smiling at him.

We get dressed and order our pizza, and then we snuggle up on the couch to wait for it to arrive. As we sit there, wrapped in each other's arms, I can't help but feel grateful for Adrien and for the love we share. We may have had a close call with Gemma, but in the end, it was just another adventure in our teenage lives. And I wouldn't have it any other way.