!!also pedro used here isn't the pedro from rollerband canon soy luna so remember this pls!!
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If you ask Luna Valente what she likes the most in the guy who is teaching her physics, she will not be able to answer. There is no full, logical answer for this question, because Luna simply can't tell what about Matteo Balsano is the hottest, or more like, hotter than the rest.
She had thought that her college experience was going to be filled with parties her friends make her to go when she wants to stay home, hangovers and headaches, sleeping during boring, morning lectures and a fuck ton of studying. All those things above have been happening so far, ever since she stepped into the building of her faculty, but damn, it's been three years and now he happened, changing whole studies imagine to the worst and the best thing Luna could have ever made up in her mind.
She has been dreading physics classes for quite long time; in highschool she wasn't the best when it came to science, but here she is on engineering faculty and physics is kind of inevitable on engineering faculties, isn't it? So she had to take it anyway.
It was expected that physics is going to kill her in every possible way: tire her, confuse and ruin her, turn her brain into the jelly, yet Luna would never think that the problem wouldn't be in physics itself.
Currently she is having troubles in physics class because of her ta, who makes her the least and the most focused when he talks. And suddenly his class became Luna's favorite class ever.
The thing is that he chose her. They have group president, yet he wanted someone who doesn't talk much, still knows everyone and has no kind of responsibilities on their shoulders, and that's how Luna turned into his private group post pigeon to share any stuff that needs to be shared.
She has his email in case he is stuck in morning traffic and can't get to class on time. He uses it to give them notes after any topic and exercises to solve before the tests. It's mostly because his lazy ass is too lazy to create mail group, but whatever. Why would Luna complain about any extra time or contact with him? She doesn't have his phone number, and hopes he is never gonna give it to her; it wouldn't be any good idea, because she would end up texting him something weird and lame like your shirt would look great on the floor in my bedroom after alcohol.
Still, she is doing better than all her friends who are crushing on him, trying to find some ways to seduce him or some shit, yet Luna is really above this all mentality, since she is very self conscious, enough to chill and stop believing in some crazy, hot fantasies, focusing more on what she can see instead. Not on what could someday happen, what she could do to him or with him. Her imagination is all she needs at this point. Besides, Matteo doesn't seem to be the one to make any move towards any of the students anyway.
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Hands. His hands are currently roaming her back with softness, yet quickly because he can't get enough of her. His eyes are closed finally; he decided to learn her without any help of his sight, using other senses instead and looks like he is going to memorize all of her. His lips. His lips are moving on hers urgently, trying to get as much as possible from her, as if the whole universe is depending on this very kiss they share, but Luna doesn't mind; she is willing to give him as much as possible.
He is pressing her to his desk with his hips, like he is scared that she is going to run away, but cursed the one who would ever say something like this, because Luna Valente isn't the one to avoid any chance of getting at least a tiny bit of Matteo Balsano. She pulls away for a second to take single breath, since he doesn't let her take another, needing more and more. His teeth close on her lower lip making her hiss softly, but he only smirks and moves away before letting her go. His eyes are dark, dark, black, even though she has always been sure of their sweet brown color, and are making her crazier than all of his touches.
