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Starter for @oxentrate // Elijah --
Bob was used to the rush of finals. Everyone's scampering around; both student and professor-- to finish every loose strand they have left before spring break. Admittedly, the professor finds the lack of business during breaks much more anxiety-inducing. An empty head means thoughts, and thoughts can delve into season-long depression.
Days at the university subside the loneliness. The professor comes back to a nearly empty home, unable to really care for a pet due to his extremely busy schedule. So, he opts for other company.
He's a man of morals. But sometimes people click, and when people click, Bob's not really strong enough to pass it up. It just so happened to be with his student.
Elijah Carpenter. Brilliant mind. Hardworking, and funny enough to distract him from the heaviness of the university workload. Though the boy could be so distracted sometimes-- he was willing to lend Bob a hand while he's grading papers.
The ginger boy sits across him from the study table, surrounded by a mess of papers, and nearly empty coffee cups that had gone cold. It's a little over 6 pm, and Bob can feel his stomach turning from hunger. ".. uhh, I think these are fine." He gestures to the pile of graded papers on his left. "You can put these away, and we can maybe go grab dinner from the cafeteria. Are you still alright, Elijah?"
ellie and abby making out is saur hot please omg. imagine them forcing you to just watch them make out while you’re simply sitting there squirming 🫣
im sorry but bro.... fr gonna whip my strap out
Abby's hands are pushing up Ellie's shirt before you can even blink. Ellie never seemed like the type to get pushed around so easily, but she seemed content like this. Abby was always one to handle you and position you as she wished, but with Ellie she's a little more careful— like Ellie will pounce and switch their positions real quick.
Them making out with each other is hotter than you could have imagined. They'd pulled you in so quickly to their little friends with benefits thing that you got whiplash. They were each so different with you— together it seemed like a dream.
"Fuck," you hiss, watching Ellie reach down towards Abby's crotch, palming the strap that lies in wait, "Can you please—"
They both pause what they're doing to quickly give you a look— you recognize both. Abby's is the one she uses when you close your legs and she's not finished with you, and Ellie's is the one where you're sassing her too much. They continue on soon after with Abby caging Ellie in between her arms, your hand slowly inching towards your crotch.
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