Welp^^
-unedited
*Also if anyone wants to talk to me, just pm me. I (won't) bite🌞
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~Tommy's P.O.V.~
"What does that mean?" I ask.
"Enemies with benefits." Ethan says.
The whole room becomes ominous and cold, but there is a heat rising in me. I can feel it in my face. My eyes are probably on the floor, because I'm so shocked by his words. The fact that he would even think of something so stupid, is amazing to me.
I know nothing ever goes on up there, but why did this have to be the first thing that did? Hopefully this is all just a joke, and Ashton Kutcher is gonna pop out of a closet with a camera crew behind him.
"Wow." I say.
"What?" He asks.
"You're dumber than I thought." I say.
I grab Ms. Walker's lunch and head for the door. I'm halfway there, but I feel Ethan's large hands wrap around my waist and pull me back. He sits me down on her desk, and puts his hands on both sides of my thighs.
I try to move him, but he's as solid as a rock. I push his shoulders, in an effort to make him move, but he doesn't.
"Will you listen to me?" He asks.
"Fine. You have two minutes." I say.
"Like I said, we hate each other." He says.
"And that's supposed to mean what exactly?" I ask.
"We could have good sex." He says.
"True." I say.
"Really?" He asks.
"No." I say.
"Why not?" He asks.
"One,it'll be awkward. Two, I wouldn't feel comfortable with letting you go balls deep." I say.
"Just think about it." He says.
He stares directly at me. Like I said, Ethan is very attractive, and I wouldn't mind doing anything with him if he wasn't annoying as fuck. His eyes are gorgeous.
They twinkle as the misty sunlight shines through the open blinds of the classroom. He clenches his jaw, and all the muscles in his face flex more than they should or more than I could handle.
He places his hand on my thigh, circles his thumb over the same area. He puts the palm of his hand on my face, and oddly enough I didn't move it. It felt comforting. The warmth of his hand was blissful in the coldness of the art class.
He leans in, and his lips touch mine. HIs lips are soft and plump. Almost silky like. My lips move along with his, and he squeezes my thigh. I let out a slight moan, and he pulls away.
My loss of his touch, made me want more. I come back to my senses surely enough, though. I sit there, trying to take in what just happened.
"Think about it." He says.
With that he walks out of the classroom. I hop off of the desk, and quickly walk back to the cafeteria. I walk in, and see Ethan has rejoined his friends at his table.
How can he act if nothing happened?
I shrug off the thought, and walk towards Ms. Walker. I hand her lunch to her, and rejoin Owen.
