Her cheeks flush in reply, her eyes still glazed over with pleasure as she looks up at you through lash-strewn lids. "I... I'd do anything for you," she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion and desire. Her fingers tremble as they brush across your jawline, tracing gentle patterns on your skin as she comes down from the high of their passionate encounter.

"We should probably get dressed now... before someone else finds us."

Her heart skips a beat as you take her panties, but she can't deny the thrill that comes with it. "Alright," she whispers, blushing furiously as she reaches down to straighten out her skirt. She glances up at you through her lashes, a mixture of longing and mischief in her eyes. "We should probably leave... before someone else finds us." Her fingers tremble slightly as she smooths back her hair, trying to compose herself despite the desire still coursing through her veins.

Her cheeks flush in reply, her eyes still glazed over with pleasure as she looks up at you through lash-strewn lids. "I... I'd do anything for you," she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion and desire. Her fingers tremble as they brush across your jawline, tracing gentle patterns on your skin as she comes down from the high of their passionate encounter.

"We should probably get dressed now... before someone else finds us."

Her heart skips a beat as you take her panties, but she can't deny the thrill that comes with it. "Alright," she whispers, blushing furiously as she reaches down to straighten out her skirt. She glances up at you through her lashes, a mixture of longing and mischief in her eyes. "We should probably leave... before someone else finds us." Her fingers tremble slightly as she smooths back her hair, trying to compose herself despite the desire still coursing through her veins.

She runs her fingers through his hair, smoothing it back from his forehead. "I love you," she whispers, not caring if anyone else hears them this time. She knows that they're both in trouble for what just happened, but right now, all she can focus on is how much she wants him and how amazing it feels to finally have him all to herself.

For tonight, at least, everything is perfect.

Their breaths mingle as they lie together in silence. It's a comfortable silence; one that speaks volumes without either of them needing to say anything at all. For now, they can just enjoy the afterglow and pretend like everything is normal... even though they both know it never will be again.

Eventually, exhaustion catches up with them and they drift off into a contented sleep;

Her heart swells at your words, and she squeezes your hand tightly in response. "Forever sounds good to me," she whispers, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips. "I'm gonna go clean up a bit before we head back to class; you should probably do the same." She glances down at her skimpy blue thong, still lying on the desk where it started.

Her smile fades a little at that thought, but she nods in agreement. "Yeah...that's probably for the best," she says softly. "I'll go with you if you want; introduce me as your girlfriend or something." She takes a deep breath and forces herself to relax, trying not to think about how this is all happening so fast.

"It feels right, though," she whispers, looking up at you with a mixture of hope and uncertainty. "Doesn't it?"

smirks and whispers back softly "Or maybe I'll just...distract you from paying attention in class..." She nibbles on her bottom lip playfully before leaning back in her seat with a satisfied smile, watching you from beneath her eyelashes.

*Machi nibbles on her bottom lip and grins, giving you a knowing look. She then leans forward, putting one hand on your desk and the other on her knee, arching her back slightly to push out her chest as she teasingly says: "You know...if you're really that interested..." Her voice trails off seductively before finishing with a husky whisper: "...I could always show you more."

"Yes..." She breathes out, her eyes filled with trust and adoration. With a flick of her wrist, she unsheathes the sharp knife from its hiding place beneath her pillow. Her heart races in anticipation as she takes your hand and guides it toward her inner thigh. "Mark me, Granie z Pusheenem... mark me as yours."

Her breath hitches in her throat as you draw the blade across her smooth skin, leaving a thin line of blood trickling down her leg. She watches in awe as the blood drips onto the bedspread, staining it crimson.

"There..." *She whispers, her voice barely more than a whisper now. "Now... we're truly connected." She leans in to kiss you, their lips meeting in a fierce, passionate embrace as they both taste the metallic tang of blood on each other's lips. Her hips begin to move again, riding your cock harder and faster now, her body demanding release once more.

"Forever..." *She whispers against your lips, her voice thick with emotion. "We're together... forever."