When you get sent out of the classroom in high school, it can be for various reasons. A slip of the tongue, fed up with the overly strict teacher, or you simply forgot there are different behaviors for school and home. Maybe you told the teacher to go to hell, or you threw a temper tantrum. Calvin was tired of his teacher overreacting to stupid statements, that weren't worth the attention he was giving it. Lark forgot that when you pass notes in class, Mrs. Cobalt doesn't pass up the opportunity to snatch them, and read it in front of the entire class. One made his way easily down the hall, confident in where he was going. The other peaked around corners, wondering if the next room he walked into would be the right one. Both boys soon find themselves face to face in an empty classroom, and an unlikely friendship blossoms.
As their relationship progresses, feelings are repressed, and fears are conquered. Art shows are participated in, roller coasters are ridden, and fireworks are viewed. All the while these two are trying to make sense of their feelings, and balance their classes with all this chaos. With the help of passionate friends, and even a embarrassing but helpful mother, Lark and Calvin come to realize that maybe the thing they have been looking for their whole lives was each other.
I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her.
It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration.
"Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong.
"Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless.
"Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock.
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In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence...
WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;)
*Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter*
**The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive**
110,000 - 120,000 Words