I want the K.
12 : chest kiss
“are you sure its okay we’re doing this”
a smirk grows on his lips when she asks the question, eyes darting up to gaze into her dark orbs that were staring at him. a look of worry etched into them, something that was to be as expected coming from the head girl.
he tilts his head to the side, smirk seemingly growing bigger “shh, it’ll be fine” he leans in to plant a peck on the crook of her neck. “no one will see, so don’t worry, and just relax”
truth be told he wasn’t exactly sure how this had happened. or how she’d even agreed to it in the first place, after all everyone knew what asher was like (though not as bad as some people). so the fact that this was even happening in the first place was fairly strange to him. though making out with the head girl, in an dark and empty class room at the star of the year may not have been a bad thing. he just had to play the whole thing right, if he did then it could potentially result in him being able to use it again her if she we’re to give him detention again for something dumb.
it was the perfect thing that if leaked could end up with her losing her head girl status, and he knew she wouldn’t gamble that so easily.
as she goes to open her mouth once again to speak, he quickly places his finger over her lips to shush her, other hand playfully toying with her neck tie. pulling at it until it came un-done and eyes flicking to watch as it un-knotted.
he was finding the whole thing amusing, and despite the worries the girl had she wasn’t exactly doing anything to stop him. thats what made the whole thing way more fun. she squirmed slightly in his hold, as his hand had moved swiftly and was now starting to unbutton her shirt. not all the way just the first one, before he leant in to peck the flesh that had been made bare. a chuckle following shortly after.
“see this ain’t so bad right?”. she really had no idea what she was getting herself into.
