Getting his way

Chapter 3

Kate looked up at him with a goofy grin, only halfway illuminated by the crack in the door. "What was that for, you big dumb dork?" she said, when she finally regained use of her facial muscles. Chris shrugged, then kissed her. "I got in a little fight, and had to take it out on someone. As fate would happen, I found my perfect victim just prancing along, looking hot as fuck." She laughed as she leaned up to kiss him, and he leaned down to kiss her back. Her full control clearly not all back, she started to laugh while his lips were on hers. "God, I was so scared for a second there." she giggled. "But I should've known, even before you said Katie-babe. You dork." Finally all back together, she spun around and grabbed his junk, making him jump slightly as a groan escaped his lips. "What's more, you got the goods? My study group can't wait forever, you know." The halls had long died of after-class cheer, and Chris sighed. "Yeah, in my pockets. You know, the least you could do would be help me out with this thing.." he said as she grabbed the pads, while gesturing at his c**k. "No, we both know I can't go back to my study group like that!" she gasped and looked at the door frantically. "Besides, if you didn't keep getting into fights, you'd be able to keep yourself sane until I got home." Chris shot her some puppy-dog eyes, but they were clearly ineffective. "Fine. Can I at least meet this study group of yours, then?" he asked when he relented, and she nodded cheerfully while buttoning everything back up.

He readjusted himself in the dark while she skipped off to the bathroom. While his blue balls would beg to differ, he'd do almost anything to hear that one, soft moan when she was just over the edge of no return. Satisfied, he too left the storage room, and awaited her return, reaching out his hand to her as she came back, skipping like before. She's so cute. I wish she'd let me stick my d**k in her. He banished the thought, as he smiled at her. "So, who am I meeting?" While she told him about her group mates, he committed every bit of info to memory as they walked until they reached the group rooms. Big, matte glass walls was all you could see from the hallway, and she picked the right door the first time. "Hi, guys! This is my fiancé, Chris." she beamed, mostly at him, while the others introduced themselves. Chris smiled at each of them, nodding politely as they spoke up one after another. "Well, I won't disturb for too long. Have a good one, fellas!" He said this as he leaned down to kiss Kate, pulling her in slightly by her waist, before releasing her and smiling around the room one last time. As he turned to head out the door, he was surprised to find Kate walking with him. "I was just thinking I'd walk you to the car." she said, innocently, but in a way that made Chris' c**k jump again. What had she planned now, the witch?

As Chris was about to find out, it was neither the best, nor the worst, thing ever. She just kissed him, hard, against a wall by the front door, and made him yelp, once, when she pinched his dickhead through his trousers. Breathlessly, he asked: "How can you admonish me for getting into fights, when you do this to me? It's all I can take not just to f**k you right here." A squeaky janitors cart rolled past them, slightly quicker as they passed. Kate chuckled and kissed him on the nose. "You just go home and be good, okay? I don't wanna hear about any more fights!" When she turned to walk away, she didn't even stop to look back at the mess she was responsible for. f**k. She can be such a cold b***h. I love her. After gathering himself for a minute, he slowly rose up to his full height and walked out into the parking lot.