Duncney Lemon-Shots 🍋

8 || High School

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Duncan was sitting in the cafeteria with all his friends and they were all throwing food around like little kids.

Then, Duncan's head turned around and straight at Courney who was walking with her lunch tray with Bridgette. She was wearing a red sweater with black leggings and black boots. He couldn't help but to stare at her.

"Duncan? Yo," DJ yelled.

Duncan got up without listening and went over to Courtney as she sat at her table.

"Hello, Duncan. What do you want?" she asked. Duncan started talking to her for a few minutes then headed back to his table with his friends.

As the bell rang that indicated everyone to go to class, Duncan walked over to Courtney as they both threw their lunch tray away. He pulled her arm and they headed through the least-populated hallway.

"Duncan, I need to go to class. What are you doing?" she asked, crossing her arms as her eyes were narrowed. He smiled.

"Why are you always so uptight? You've always liked me this entire school year," he told her. She closed her eyes, turning her head.

"Um no," she scoffed. Duncan smirked.

"Oh really?" he politely asked. He held onto her hand. He quickly ran into the teacher's bathroom which wasn't far from where they were standing.

"Duncan! What the hell?" she yelled. Before she could run out of the bathroom, he kissed her on her lips. Her eyes widened, wondering how it even happened. "Duncan, stop."

He pulled in for another kiss and this one lasted longer. They ended up not letting go.

Duncan pushed her to the wall and locked the bathroom door. He put his arms on the wall that was behind her.

Oh my god, I am kissing Duncan Nelson in a fucking bathroom, she thought. I am kissing this idiot that I somehow still have a crush on.

He slipped his tongue in, and Courtney surprisingly did too. He moved his hands down on her stomach, then her hips.

"Is it ok that we're doing this?" he asked.

No, she thought, but she couldn't say it out loud. "Yeah," she mouthed. What the fuck, Courtney?! she thought angrily.

He smiled and moved his hands to her butt, giving it a small squeeze. As they still held their kiss, Duncan moved one of his hands back up her body and on her breast. He massaged it around and it caused Courtney to breath heavily.

Oh my god, why the hell am I doing this, Courtney thought.

Duncan started to kiss her neck in all places, still massaging her. Then he slowly moved his hand under her shirt, feeling her breasts from her bra.

It did feel good though, she thought. She rubbed her hand across his chest which caused Duncan to eyeball her as she did it, smirking.

Duncan started to slide his other hand that was still on her butt and reached down to her thigh, rubbing her inner thigh. He started inching very slowly, going higher with his hand.