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@ΝΓΤ ⁴ bobae *follows you towards the Nu's frat house, glancing around as well while slipping my shoes off to see if anyone's around. Not that I'm worried just wanting to say 'hey'. I've been quiet as you led me into a room that, from the looks of it I assume it to be a meeting room. My hands rest on my sides, watching your every moves with subtle playfulness. Then my gaze fix on your features as our faces are a few inches away, soft flesh brushing against one another. The tip of my tongue dart out to the plump tiers before complying. Taking your hands in mine, I guide them to undo the belt, follow by the button, then the zipper. After that I slip it down where it pools around my ankles, stepping out from it and lightly kick it aside, out of the way*
Shall I bend over, doctor?

@gardener hideo *guides inside, glancing around for any eyes, not one to mind being seen but also not one liking to be asked about who I bring into my bed. I take us toward study room, knowing no one is there at the time. After we are in, i guide you to the table and lift my hand to let the fresh yellow petals of the sunflower brush down your torso till it drops to the flower, replacing it with my hand as I inch my face closer to yours, my fingertips subtly brushing your body through your shirt till it stops at the waistband of your pants, I tilt my head to let my lips brush yours but instead of fully kissing you, I whisper instead*
Off.

-walks inside, his hands full of books for his assignment due next week-
-places the books on the table and pushes his reading glasses up his nose before sitting down on one of the closest chairs and pulls the book open-
-Taking out his notebook from the stack and a pen from his pocket, he starts scribbling notes-

@ΝΓΤ ³ geumhyuk It was just like any other night, the cold breeze blowing through the his hair while his back leaned against the wall outside of the building before they would head into the study room. Wearing a black long sleeve tucked into his denim jeans, his fingers twitched from the cold, shaking practically; but his thumb fumbled with the lighter in his hand, sparking a flame now and then. Rolled blunt held between his fingers, he turned to the lad, his buddy, geumhyuk. "You got any projects due soon?" A casual convo starter as he lit the end of the blunt and took it between his lips to take a good inhale with ease, holding it out to the male while he let the smoke sink into his lungs before blowing. They were doing their usual: smoke a blunt and study. Tonight though, it was different. Sicheng felt a bit more on edge than usual. Would he call it stress that made him sink into the depths of school? Probably.