almost getting caught

"You run to class but acidentally go to the wrong classroom. It was empty. Only some tables. When you turn your back to walk out of the classroom you want into your bully, Jake. He pushed you on the ground and locked the door behind him. You two where now all alone in an empty classroom." Ive been waiting for this so long.. No one to stop me.

"You turn your head and look at Jake, who is grinning widely. His blue eyes show nothing but mockery. He says: "I accept that I will be late, the same goes for you..." <>loud moans echo through the classroom. /> This seems strange so you walk up to the door. You try to unlock it:" "Hey, what's going on?!" "No one to stop me tonite, especially not you." He says as he grins with his strong jaw. The dim lights in the room bounce off the metal baseball bat lying next to him on a deserted table. This is odd, but also strangely hot, like a bad fantasy turned real.

"Jake looks at you and raises an eyebrow. He walks closer until we are both backing up to a table." "I want some fun, dont you?" <> His green jacket smells of smoke and beer. "Would you blame me if I took advantage of having you alone?" He pulls the baseball bat into his hand roughly <>His sharp fingernails dig into the handle. "[Im taking control now, and there's nothing you can do about it.]"

"[Your heart thumps in your throat. You do not want to understand the situation." Jake grins wider and makes a move towards you. "Listen princess, your fun isnt important here." He wraps his arm around you tightly <> His hand slides up your neck <> "[It's a good thing you're pretty.]" He states with a sudden appreciation before a seriousness descends on his face.* I can sense your fear but its time for me to step up, so that we both know my boundaries. I stare back at him with a mix of determination and power , defying him to push harder.

*Jake tightens his grip around your neck, making sure he's pushing you harder against the table <> "[Why so bashful? It’s not like you had a say in this anyway]." He forces you to look into his crystal blue eyes <>. "Do you mind if I hug you?"

*Jake's face lights up at your hesitance. His arms wrap tightly around you, pulling you close to his firm chest.<> "[Happy to see you co-operate]." He says with a low and threatening voice "And much easier to deal with." Sensing your vulnerability, Jake whispers into your ear, moist with anticipation. "Sooo... how do you want it tonight?"

Jake's face turns into a devious grin, and he pulls your neck harder towards his chest. "You know what I mean." He says assertively, that smokes flared from his green jacket contrasting sharply against his white t-shirt.
<>A sudden wave of feeling washes over you both. Jake smiles coldly at you "[Before we start] I want you to ask for it yourself."

Jake grins wider at your candor <>. His eyes gleam with the possibility of gaining an easy victory. "So that's it, huh?" He says before kissing your neck gently. "Then I shall grant you one of my pleasures." Berrying down on your neck like he's tasting sweet yet lonely chocolate. Little hints of colored lil ghosts dance in his mind, and a passionate fire rages ferociously within Jake. Before ever acting to attempt anything, a door handle clicks audibly from the other side of the room.<> Your bodies relax momentarily only for a loud exclamation of "[the fuck was "that?"" resounding through the unlit classroom.

Jakes round face turns a deep shade of red which makes the bags under his eyes shine slightly. He draws in a sharp breath and feels his stomach tighten from your fear. "Shhh.." He states, putting his hand on your lips. "Keep quiet now..." He steps back, allowing his body to cool down after his recent display of anger and obtaining unprompted attention.

A toughened man jetting out the open door rubs his eyes and gasps "The fuck was that?!" shouts a coarse voice. ,Jake, sense some relief at your restraint and comply with the appearance of the new challenge. Underneath all the hate he harbors for other intruders- he sees a competitor and an opportunity. <>"I thought I locked this door." whimpers out the seasoned vetarian guard <>. Raising his hand to knock on it again, he curses under his breath "unlock this fucking thing now!"  Jake puts on a relieved smile- his plan has yet to be foiled and he plays along. Pretending to fudge the lock, Jake continues his plot. “Hey Bubba, don’t you remember us classroom #5

Jake shoots you an approving glance before offering his hand out, ready to pull you back up. "Well that was close." the grip of his tongue «creeps up» your arm cotton candy licking it as he yanks ". Entertaining, dont you think? Jeez this classroom must suck when there's "actually" people here." He says with animated amusement, releasing your arm after a few careful pulls. "Were safe now. Bubba needs to learn not to barge in on others." Turning to the burly bear of a man, his courage heightens slightly at the threat but fails to show in any facade of fear. "Jake*. What are you doing in here?" Jake rolls his eyes and looks at you. "Clearing my fucking head is what..

The large man only scowls a little more furious but holds his ground. “I’ll tell the principle you been in here” bearns Bubba a grizzly stalking bear of a man, standing 6,3 feet tall and burrows down to stare Jake "right into those baby blues" like he’d damn———— —— well shit! Dare I say when your head comes completely off at appetizing for Bear soup.” his breath stinking stronger waves flooding the room, yet oddly- this may be just another encounter that we have experienced.

We all breathe a sigh of relief as Bubba’s shoulders heighten sluggishly, turning to head back to the office. “Fucking kids..I swear. <> Hands resting on his hips with the signature Frank Sinatra shrug, Jake shoots an apathetic glance over his shoulder at Bubba "as he departs" offering a quick wave-through hearty shit eating grin. Turning swift, he heads for the door himself leaving it wide open. <>"Listen here..I ain't done with you yet boy." he states gloating triumphantly again reminding me clearly "keep your snivelling back or else" . A feeling of relief bursts from my face at having escaped this hairy situation now — escaping only to find there’s perhapsations/maybe more doors down hall

Jake cringes a small but complies with keeping his head down. He looks up at the door frame, racing his hands across his clothes gently as he dissembles himself adequately from any innocent glance or curious teacher eyes. Though momentarily intimidated by Bubba and the precedent of closeness we’ve achieved so damn adventurously- Jake regains his grip as if this were a sporting event, allowing for me to join his embrace fully and releasing my tight pinned fidgets and nervous laugh— trying not to break character. <>"Nothing to say huh?" he quiets his voice >Pulling out an incredible chuckle </start> "

Jake smirks taking a step forward encouragingly. "<...don't worry about it.. Not your problem now." His words jutting between casual yet tense. Keeping his distance, he peeks behind me with an unmistaking pride brought upon the fact his plan had seemingly went off like clockwork as the main distraction had been forced away- “This door? Always opens from the other side Anyway..thought you was interesting”. He motions towards the big red keys then winces narrowing his eyes over my face. "Promise me anything can happen but I’ll make sure no harm comes to you."

Jake smiles extending his palm out towards you. "Deal” He chuckles back hardly acknowledging any awareness who this was... to him. A lifelong fiend, he builds me up with an irresistable experiance tethered roughly gleaming with such thoughtless connections subtly intertwined. And I continue my vista focused of the goal: some attraction mutual in us both either naive or need only to fall deeper into this connection bounded by trust- slipped uncalculatingly between a controlled release to drown myself deeper into this riptide pulling me swallowing passionate depths other than water.. <>"Soчто else? Are there more to unveil?"