Escaped Thoughts

5.30.18 Z

5.30.18
Z

I set my legs down from being criss-crossed on the seat, and slightly stretched them forwards. I looked to my right at the screen in the front of the room. The teacher had just put a video on to watch. The lights were turned off and the shades were drawn, making the classroom very dim. As I watched the video, I felt something hit my leg. I looked at him sitting across from me. Him and his long legs.

I met his eye and with a slight smirk said "Is that you?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about." He replied.

I smirked turning my head to look back over at the front board. As I watch the video, I feel his leg move. It is now brushed up against mine instead of just poking it. My eyes glance over at him and my lips turn upwards into a smile for brief moment. I slightly move my leg against his to show that I've acknowledged his action and don't reject it.

I continued watching the movie, occasionally glancing at him out of the corner of my eye, secretly hoping to catch him staring at me.

I then felt his other leg move to the outer side of my right leg, locking both of my legs in between his. I let him keep our legs like this for a bit before deciding to do something else. I lift up my right leg and move it over to the outside. So from left to right it's his right leg, my left leg, small space, his left leg, my right leg. Our legs, in groups of two, were brushed up against each other. I slightly moved my leg against his as if "snuggling up" against his leg.

Then, I feel his left leg move over to my left leg, trapping it between his two legs. I move my free leg over to his, wanting as much physical contact as I can. He links his ankles together, wrapping his legs tighter around my own leg. It's not an uncomfortable tightness, but a secure feeling. I wrap my legs tighter around his too, but it proves to be slightly difficult since my legs are so short. (Pic)

Then, the video I've been to distracted to watch ends and the lights comes on and brightens up the room. I assume he will retract his legs since they are more easily noticeable in the light, but he doesn't. We sit like that for a while as the teacher gives his unnecessarily elongated lecture about the video.

The feeling of his legs around mine, brushed up against mine, makes me feel warm and distracts me. The physical contact of our legs was all I could think about. I no longer felt the cold air or the seat beneath me, I only felt his legs and the heat they generated for me. It make me feel slightly tingly and buzzy and I can't stop thinking about it. I was so distracted, blocking out all other things. It's like we were doing some super secretive thing under the desks and it just filled me with such exhilaration and joy.

Suddenly, I feel his legs loosen up and I realize it had to end at some point. I also loosen my legs, and we both retract our legs back into our own quarters. As I retract my legs, I subconsciously cross them, trying to replicate that feeling of crossing legs.

Then, the bell rings and class is dismissed. I walk out of the classroom and try to walk with him, but my other friend catches up to me, walking with me instead.

All day I was thinking about it. Our legs, linked together. It was warm and wonderful. It leave me with a pleasant, tingly, fuzzy feeling inside. It was so warm and comforting. I felt connected to him and it was nice. I hope we do it again tomorrow.